Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 1115 - 357: Thieves, A Turn for the Better_2

Chapter 1115: Chapter 357: Thieves, A Turn for the Better_2

"Aunt Wu, what brings you here? Come on in, it’s really cold outside." As soon as she saw Wu’s, Mo Yan quickly stepped back to let her in.

"I had nothing to do at home, so I made some ’cat’s ears.’ Here, I brought some for you to try." Wu’s weighed the winnowing basket in her hand and said with a smile. A layer of white cotton cloth covered the top of the basket, with a faint, sweet scent seeping out.

"Is it fried sugar pastry? That’s wonderful, I’ve been wanting to eat that these past few days, but I was too lazy to make it. I didn’t expect to get some ready-made, thank you Aunt Wu." Mo Yan hurriedly took the basket from Wu’s hands, lifted the cotton cloth, and picked up a piece to throw into her mouth. With a crunch, her mouth filled with sweet flavor.

Fried sugar pastry, like fried banana leaves, is a kind of fried flour food. It’s made from both wheat flour and buckwheat flour. When kneading the dough, they add a proper amount of white sugar. Then they roll it out thinly with a rolling pin, layer the two colors of dough together, roll them up, compress them, and then slice them thinly with a knife. After that, they’re rolled around in a hot oil pan. Thus the thinly crisp and sweet fried sugar pastry is made.

Seeing that Mo Yan ate one piece and immediately put another in her mouth, savoring the delectable fragrance, Wu’s face beamed with joy, even happier than if she had eaten it herself: "We made plenty at home, if it’s not enough, you just come and take more. Whenever you want to eat, just let me know, and I’ll make some fresh for you."

"Sure, I’ll let you know when I want to eat more, but this basket will last me quite a while!" Mo Yan took another bite, thoroughly enjoying the moment the fried sugar pastry crunched as it was bitten into.

As the two headed inside while chatting, Wu’s suddenly remembered something and stopped to say to Mo Yan, "Last night, Old Man Sun’s house got burglarized. If it wasn’t for Big Sun’s quick thinking, woken up by the noise the thief made, they might have really been robbed!"

Mo Yan was startled and quickly swallowed the fried sugar pastry, asking, "Was the thief caught? Did Old Man Sun’s house lose anything?"

The Mo Family lived some distance away from the village, and with deep snow outside, they seldom walked around in the village on normal days and nobody had specifically come to tell them about this incident, so they didn’t know such a thing had happened.

Hearing Mo Yan’s question, Wu’s shook her head, "That thief was slick. As soon as he darted out of the house, he vanished without a trace. Big Sun didn’t catch him and was worried the thief might have accomplices waiting, so he didn’t dare chase. Luckily, nothing else was missing from the house, just a few Big Money coins were taken from the bedside table by the thief."

Hearing that, Mo Yan felt relieved and said, "Thank goodness the Silver wasn’t stolen and no one was hurt. Old Man Sun’s family is lucky; otherwise, life would be tough."

Last year, Old Man Sun’s family had also participated in greenhouse planting. The workers in their house were all skilled laborers. They could earn quite a few work points every month, and so naturally, they had a decent amount of Silver. They were planning to build a new house after the spring. If those thieves had stolen the Silver now, all those months of hard work would have been for naught.

"Exactly! This snow disaster has drawn thieves right into our village. Now, everyone’s hiding their Silver Coin tightly, just afraid those with evil intentions might come to Liu Yang Village to cause trouble." Wu’s said with a lingering fear, her house was detached and alone. If any bad person managed to climb over the yard wall, they as just mother and child certainly wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Mo Yan furrowed her eyebrows, worried that what she was concerned about might actually happen. With such thoughts, she cautioned, "We do need to be careful. If thieves break into our homes and we can’t fight them off, it might be better to give up some Silver. Silver is important, but not as important as life."

Wu’s nodded in agreement, thinking the same. Right now, those thieves might be acting alone, but if they joined forces, they’d be even harder to deal with—maybe even coming directly and forcefully with knives and sticks to rob.

Looking at the birds squabbling for food in the corner of the yard, her tone was full of worry, "Who knows when this snow will stop. If it keeps falling like this, it’s bound to lead to serious trouble."

Mo Yan comforted her, "The snow will eventually stop. If anything really happens, our village has so many people and a strong sense of unity. Are we really going to be afraid of those criminals?"

After hearing that, Wu’s mood lightened a bit, "You’re right, worrying won’t help if things haven’t reached that point. It’s better to take more precautions."

Mo Yan nodded, about to suggest to temporarily send one of the dogs from the chicken farm to Wu’s house to keep watch, when Liyan ran over in a hurry, excitedly saying, "Sister Yanyan, the little kid in the house just started talking."