Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 165 Trouble Comes Knocking (8)_1

Chapter 165: Chapter 165 Trouble Comes Knocking (8)_1

After the water came to a boil, she added the raw chestnuts to the pot with a pinch of salt. About five minutes later, after covering it with the lid, she took out the chestnuts, slit them with a knife, and the shell peeled away with the skin as she pulled it off by hand.

Once all the chestnut skins were removed, Mo Yan placed them in a steamer and soon they were cooked through. After chopping the chestnuts into small pieces with a knife, she painstakingly rolled them with a rolling pin until they turned into a fine powdery form, and only then did she mix them with glutinous rice flour and wheat flour at a ratio of three-to-two-to-one.

With an appropriate amount of Spirit Spring Water added, along with some honey, the mixture was thoroughly blended until it formed dough. She shaped the dough into a circular cake and placed it into the steamer. Not long after the water boiled, she could smell the sweet aroma of the chestnuts.

The scent of the chestnuts was rich and as the steam began to rise, Little Flower grew impatient, trotting over and drooling as she circled the steamer, making gurgling sounds in the pot and seeming almost desperate to lift the lid and peek inside.

After steaming a while longer with an extra piece of firewood, Mo Yan removed the remaining firewood, and once the chestnut cake in the steamer cooled, she took a knife and cut the entire cake into matchbox-sized pieces, filling several clean plates.

"Here you go, this whole plate is yours." She placed a plate in front of Little Flower, who was already drooling puddles.

With a ’woof’ of excitement, Little Flower pounced on the plate, and a fifth of the chestnut cake disappeared in one big bite.

Mo Yan smiled and tried a piece herself. Mmm, it was better than the chestnut cakes from pastry shops, not overly sweet, and the pure chestnut flavor was even richer.

Having their fill, the human and wolf left the Space. Lying on the bed, Mo Yan pondered over things while Little Flower lay obediently on a cotton pad under the bed, smacking her lips and quickly falling asleep.

The next day, Mo Yan took Little Flower along with Lizhong to Liu Yang Village. These past few days, the new house was getting its walls built, and the courtyard had to be arranged, which required some minor changes that she preferred to check herself to be reassured.

Upon reaching the construction site, Mo Yan took out a cloth bag filled with chestnut cake from the Space and hung it around Little Flower’s neck, sending her off to share it with Dabai.

Little Flower licked her face with her tongue poking out and then trotted off happily.

Standing in front of the new house, Mo Yan gazed at the outline of her home and felt an unusual sense of fulfillment: This would be her home!

"Yanyan, come here. Dad has something to discuss with you."

Mo Qingze waved to Mo Yan from under a grass shed. As Mo Yan approached, he pulled out a piece of paper and said, "Dad asked the village elders to help pick a date. These days are all good, which do you think we should choose for the roof raising?"

The roof raising? Mo Yan had almost forgotten about that event.

Raising the roof beam was like crowning a person; it was a ritual connecting the physical structure of temples and buildings with heaven, earth, the gods, and humanity. The common people took it very seriously: not only did the date need to be auspicious, but there was also a series of complex rituals that couldn’t be taken lightly.

Mo Yan took the paper from her father’s hand and looked at the dates. She noticed the earliest date was the twenty-sixth of May, followed by the sixth of June, the twenty-second of June, and so on. Without hesitation, she pointed to the sixth of June, "Our house’s foundation was laid on the sixth of March, raising the roof on the sixth of June would be perfect."

Mo Qingze smiled and nodded. He also favored this date, "Alright, there’s not much left to do on the construction site. Dad will start preparing for the roof-raising in a couple of days."

Mo Yan nodded in agreement. The roof-raising was a significant event; it wasn’t something that women and girls could just handle—it was progressive of her father to let her choose the date for it.

"By the way, Dad, after the roof is raised, the house will need some finishing touches. When do you think we could move in?"

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