Wang Dezhong did what he said, and went out early in the morning to buy two pairs of pigs and came back.

There are also a few barrel bones, pig's head and pig's trotters.

Last night's tubular bone pork belly soup was quickened up with a fresh!

What kind of corn was put in it, golden, sweet and glutinous, and even the soup was sweet.

Everybody fell in love with the taste.

He is obsessed with the pork belly corn soup with tubular bones, and more than 30 families over there are obsessed with lo-mei.

Especially the men, that thing is suitable for drinking.

I didn't look at the pig carried by Wang Dezhong into the water, and the greed came up again.

"Wang Dezhong, are you going to buy pigs to go into the water again, and you are still marinated today?"

Wang Dezhong nodded: "Well, all the marinade was delivered yesterday, and there is nothing to eat at home." ”

"You have hundreds of texts a day, and you are really willing to do it."

Yesterday, Wang Zhaomu went home with lo-mei, and the news of these hundreds of texts also spread.

are all puzzled, isn't Miaoyitang selling medicine? Why did you go to Wang Dezhong's house and become a cook?

But the facts are in front of you.

The medicine is not only made into a dish, but also strange and delicious, and the taste is fragrant.

Wang Dezhong was stunned, knowing that they had misunderstood, but he was also smart and did not break it.

pretended to be helpless and said: "Hey, who made the children in the family want to eat, they were bitter before, and now they can indulge a few times!" ”

Half-truths and half-truths, all the way home without a lot of nonsense.

Zhang Liangfen saw him come back, said hard work to him, and took the pig into the water and went to the backyard.

Wang Dezhong is lost, is his daughter-in-law teasing so perfunctory now?

followed to the backyard to help, but saw Wang Duoduo pour yesterday's brine back into the pot again.

Can this brine still be used?

He went to ask Wang Miaomiao: "Miaomiao, how many times can the brine be boiled?" "It would be nice to use it a few more times, and I could get some copies back.

Wang Miaomiao said casually: "If you want to boil it a few times, you can boil it a few times." ”

"How many times is that?" Wang Dezhong didn't understand very well.

Wang Miaomiao glanced at him, this father, his brain is not very good, obviously she has already said it so clearly.

"You can use it if you want it, and you can re-boil it if you don't want to use it." After saying that, he ignored him anymore.

Wang Dezhong's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Miao, you mean to say that if you spend more than two hundred yuan, you don't need to spend money in the future, right?"

Wang Miaomiao took a deep breath, and somehow, she was very irritable.

Gaze said: "The brine can not be changed, but it is still necessary to put spices to boil regularly, and it still costs money." ”

"Oh!" Wang Dezhong was taught: "How often should you put it?" ”

"When the taste becomes weak, put it away, and after the marination, the dregs must be filtered clean so that it can be used for a long time."

Wang Dezhong seemed to understand whether he understood or not, but under the impatient eyes of his daughter, he still nodded and said, "Oh......"

Wang Miaomiao's ambiguous words were not because they were annoying, but because they stated.

When I first watched the food show, that's what the chef in it said.

But Wang Dezhong didn't know, he was hurt by his daughter's impatient eyes, and turned around gloomily.

Xiao Yuan saw the injury in Wang Dezhong's eyes at a glance, and after sighing helplessly, he decided to remind the host.

"Host, next time you talk to your parents and elders, it's better to restrain your temper."

"Temper? I didn't lose my temper! Wang Miaomiao recalled her words and deeds just now, and there was no system saying anything about tantrums.

"Tantrums are not only in words and actions, but also in the eyes!"

"Eyes?"

"Well, you showed impatience in your eyes just now, just when your father asked you questions, and your eyes hurt him!"

"Hurt ......" Wang Miaomiao tilted her head slightly, not understanding.

"Hurt to the heart! It's like...... Monster, the word is as ......"

Monster......

Wang Miao Miao fell into the memory.

"Monster! Monster! You're a monster! The young child threw a stone at her with a stone in his hand.

"Monster, it's all because of you, it's all because you......" The crazy woman stabbed her in the heart with a sharp knife.

"Thinking of an emotionless monster like you, it's best to be a murderer, machine!" The instructor in a tight leather suit held a leather whip and lifted her chin with an inexplicable smile.

Monster! Monster! You're a monster!

"Host!" Xiao Yuan looked at the host who suddenly clutched his chest, and was worried.

"I don't think I've heard those two words in a long time."

The little girl, who was still black and thin, straightened her waist and put down the hand that grabbed her breast, her expression mocking.

Xiao Yuan was stunned for a while.

Those eyes, as Wu Qinghui said, look good when she smiles, and she has a pair of big eyes that are very suitable for laughing.

Even if it was ridicule, people couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Host ......" Xiao Yuan regretted a little, she shouldn't have used these two words to stimulate the host.

I also deeply feel how wise it was to make the decision to ban the word "silence" in the first place.

"It's fine!" The smile on Wang Miaomiao's face gradually calmed down, and her eyes returned to calm.

After a long time, he said: "I will pay attention to it in the future, and if there is such a situation again, you can remind me." ”

"Good!" Xiao Yuan agreed very simply, and his voice was also smiling.

It didn't mention apologizing to Wang Dezhong, the host did change when she knew her mistakes, but she made corrections on the basis of what others told her, and she didn't really understand it.

It's like a machine that needs to input a specific program to make it distinguish between right and wrong.

Just let her apologize, I'm afraid it will backfire, I hope Wang Dezhong will be more tolerant and tolerant.

I have to say that he is a loving father, with love and tolerance.

In a quarter of an hour of rest under the eaves, the knot in my heart is opened.

In the final analysis, it is because of his ignorance and stupidity that his daughter will dislike him.

Secretly made up his mind to learn more from his daughter, even if he was disgusted and annoyed.

The smoke rises from the roof, with its unique warmth, drifting to the blue sky, just like the human heart, gradually clearing.

After breakfast, Wang Fushun led the team, and the women and children were responsible for moving the potato seedlings and sweet potato seedlings to the nearby fields.

The man is in charge of pulling out the taro that had been planted in the field and turning over the soil.

Their actions alarmed many people, even the village chief Li Zheng was alarmed.

"Wang Fushun, what are you doing here, why did you dig up the taro, it hasn't grown yet!" Wang Yanlin, the village head, looked at the uprooted taro on the edge of the ridge, and was so distressed that he couldn't do it.

Crops are the lives of croppers, even if they are not their own, they are distressed.

In these war-torn times, the harvest of grains is a matter of life and death, and even a person like Wang Shoutian would not deliberately destroy the crops in the field.

Wang Fushun's move is really shocking and angry.

It's all food!

Wang Yanlin became more and more angry the more he looked at it: "Wang Fushun, are you living a better life now, and you forgot about the hunger you suffered back then?" Have you ever thought about what you will hand in for the autumn harvest? Is that little bit of rice you planted enough? ”