Chapter Seventy-Four: Fire Prevention, Theft Prevention, and Li Family

Du Qiujuan first rubbed enough to eat for a few days, and it was too late to get the rest tomorrow.

"Xue, you look at the pot, my mother goes to grind the bud rice."

Du Qiujuan carried half a bag of bud rice and told her daughter, Li Yingxue nodded hurriedly, her mother didn't say that she would watch it too.

Maybe it was because the original owner didn't have oil and water in her stomach, she smelled the fragrance of oil residue, and swallowed her saliva vigorously, and she felt that she was useless.

After Du Qiujuan left, there were only two sisters left in the house, and the cauldron relied on oil quickly, seeing that the fat had turned into yellow oil residue, she hurriedly withdrew the fire.

Such a big piece of fat, but the refined oil residue is only a coarse porcelain bowl, and the rest is meat oil, Li Yingxue watched Xiaohua staring at the gluttony of the meat residue bowl, and hooked her nose with a smile.

"Sister will serve you some of it, and the rest will be eaten together when my mother comes back."

"Hmm."

Xiaohua smiled and nodded violently, her big black eyes bent into crescents, cute don't want it.

When the oil residue was divided, the rich fragrance almost dripped, thinking that in modern times, she had eaten enough raw seafood, and crossed over, and a bowl of oil residue gave her a gluttonous like this.

began to calculate in my heart, according to the introduction I saw on the Internet, the eighties were the best era to make a fortune, supporting the bold and starving the faint-hearted.

It's just one thing, doing business requires capital, and the grandmother only gives twenty yuan, so it's not easy to do anything.

So how can she earn the first pot of gold in a short period of time, and start her idea of getting rich with the whole family, which is now the top priority in front of her.

Xiaohua couldn't wait to grab it with her hands, but she was burned with tears, Li Yingxue took her a spoon, and the little girl directly scooped a big spoonful and put it in her mouth, as if she was afraid of being robbed, and this time it was even more hot and turned around on the ground, but she was reluctant to spit out the oil residue.

"Slow down, no one will rob you." Li Yingxue looked at her distressedly, Xiaohua is still a habit she developed when she was in the Li family, if her mother makes a good dish, she will secretly leave a little for Xiaohua, she is like this, for fear of being seen by others.

"Sister, it's so fragrant, you can eat it too."

Xiaohua swallowed the oil residue in her mouth, scooped a spoonful and sent it to her sister's mouth, the big eyes of the water spirit were like offering treasures, the eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the smile was very sweet.

"Well, it's so fragrant."

Li Yingxue lowered her head and tasted it, touched Xiaohua's hair and nodded with a smile, and knew that she had spoiled her sister, Xiaohua's cute baby, and wanted to give her the best.

"Sister won't eat it, you eat, and the rest will wait for my mother to come back."

In Li Yingxue's memory, it seems that Du Qiujuan has never eaten meat, and during the New Year, she relied on meat oil, and those oil residues were eaten by grandmother and grandfather, and the youngest grandson of the uncle's family, Wangcai, could also eat a little, and the rest of the others could taste a bite.

Only they are the only family, they are scolded at a glance, and there is only this time of the year, grandma will cook, for fear that her mother will steal the oil residue when she relies on oil.

This sad past, when she thinks about it, Li Yingxue feels heartache, this is not a heart attack, but anger.

"Snow, what are you eating?"

Zhang Saihua appeared at the door of Li Yingxue's house holding the hand of her eldest grandson Wangcai, staring at the bowl of oil residue with greedy eyes.

"It's none of your business, everyone lives their own life."

When Li Yingxue saw her coming, she immediately became vigilant, and put the bowl of oil residue into the bowl rack to prevent fire and theft against the Li family, which she muttered in her heart.

"What's that? Let me tell you Li Yingxue, you are also the old Li family even if you go to the ends of the earth, you know each other, hurry up and bring me the oil residue. ”

Zhang Saihua's mung bean eyes widened, and her hand reached out to Li Yingxue, begging for it with confidence.