Mrs. Wang's heart was full of eyes, and when she saw that Mrs. Ma's face had changed, she hurriedly grabbed the words and said:

"Who dislikes it? still dislikes us, we don't dislike him. We fat girls can't marry everyone yet. Is it worthy of our fat girl? Isn't it Sister Guo? ”

At the critical moment, don't forget to find someone on the same front.

Mrs. Guo agreed, and tilted her head to look at Mrs. Wang across the two women who were cutting vegetables, "That's it, just Chong Fusheng is the father of the fat girl, you can be blessed with such a father-in-law, and whoever has such a father-in-law will be blessed." ”

"No," Mrs. Wang was not satisfied with Mrs. Guo's words, and felt that she didn't answer the conversation, and she was not thinking in the same channel as her.

What does it have to do with Fusheng, you have to praise the fat girl, and you have to find it from the fat girl's own advantages, so that Sister Ma can feel comfortable.

I can only snatch the conversation by myself and say:

"I mean, farming, cooking, chopping vegetables, pickling vegetables, feeding pigs, that's a skill, which woman can't do it.

In the countryside, if you pick up any one, then it will be this.

But what can you do with that? What kind of capable thing is this? This all belongs to the ability of the fire girl, the ability to be honed by the days, only we can do this.

Our fat girl is different, our fat girl will be green. Country girl, you just pick up and look for it, who will be green?

Our fat girl will also put the lime used in the pigsty into the water, and the water will boil in the blink of an eye, which girl understands this? I've never heard of it.

Without the fat girl scalding people with boiling water at the beginning, our boys couldn't be prepared to be robbed on the road, so they had to be stabbed with knives. ”

Mrs. Guo understood this time, and said very upright: "Yes, yes, yes, our fat girl will also put the lime block into the porcelain bottle, bang, bang, it will explode, and the turtle grandchildren will be frightened." At the beginning, if it wasn't for the fat girl who made such a big move, she could hook up with the little general. ”

"Hook up?" Mrs. Ma frowned.

"No," Mrs. Guo patted her mouth: "Look at my mouth, it's not hookup, it's seduction, no, it's not seduction, it's sucking, yes, sucking!" ”

Song Lizheng's eldest daughter-in-law smiled and nodded to answer:

That's right, I agree with that. If it weren't for our fat girl to suck that little general, how could we have the day we have now.

If we become a military household, it will be even more difficult than now, and it is estimated that we will not be able to be together.

If there is no fat girl to suck in, Mi Shou is a rare baby of God, and he can't know the little general.

No wonder my father-in-law said that the fat girl is smart. Do you know what the high butcher Lao Gao said about the fat girl? ”

The smile on Mrs. Ma's face couldn't be hidden, "What did you say?" ”

"Lao Gao Cheng shouted every day, your fat girl is the most blessed person."

"The most blessed man, here?" Mrs. Wang laughed out loud and asked Song Fuling who ran over.

Song Fuling looked at this, looked at that, and felt that the atmosphere was very strange, why did everyone look at her with affection and a smile in their eyes.

But she didn't take it seriously and didn't even ask. Because in Song Fuling's eyes, these women may be nagging, and she can't talk about the topic of driving while working until dark, and she doesn't dare to be interested.

Song Fuling squatted beside Mrs. Ma.

Before, Mrs. Ma disliked her little granddaughter, and felt that her little granddaughter would not do anything, so what should she do if she married in the future.

At this time, it was Song Fuling who disliked Mrs. Ma, "Just enlarge these radish strips in a large basin, put coarse grains of salt, grab them with two hands, and grasp the salt evenly, even if it is pickled, right?" Don't put anything else, this is the marinade? Can you eat it in a few days? ”

Mrs. Ma said, ah, it's over, what do you want to do with pickles.

Okay, there's no technical content at all, just look at it.

Song Fuling felt bored, and her father was far behind. Her father can carve flowers with radishes and give them to her, and he gave her this on Valentine's Day last year, telling her not to be rare with the roses of the stinky boy outside.

That's why she squatted down and stood up again, ran to Qian Peiying's side, and learned to pickle sauerkraut.

She also told her mother: "You can teach you carefully, don't be like my milk." ”

In fact, in the past, Qian Peiying also pickled sauerkraut every year in modern times, before Song Fuling went to high school. Northeast people, sauerkraut stuffed dumplings, sauerkraut pork, sauerkraut stewed big bone sticks, sauerkraut fried vermicelli, etc., many dishes are inseparable from sauerkraut, and they are often eaten in winter.

It's just that later Song Fuling went to college, lived in school five days a week, and only went home on weekends, Qian Peiying was too lazy to get it, she wanted to eat, she bought a few with a meal card in the canteen of the unit and brought them back. I don't pickle vegetables at home.

However, it stands to reason that even if you don't pickle it later, you will pickle it every year before that, and even if Song Poria hasn't pickled it with her hands, she should be able to see it.

But in fact, Song Fuling really hasn't even seen it.

Because before her third year of high school, she was doing questions and reading books a lot of times at home.

I don't know if it's a serious book, anyway, as long as they hold the book in their hands, Song Fusheng and Qian Peiying won't let their daughters do anything. I can't wait for the kitchen door to be closed tightly, for fear that the sound of stir-frying will not affect my daughter's reading.

If you don't read books, watch TV, or play games, Song Fusheng and Qian Peiying still don't call their daughters to work at that time. Their reasons are very consistent: the child finally stops reading, relaxes and relaxes his head, and is very tired from studying, what kind of work are he doing? There are only three people in the family, so what kind of work can I do, I have to toss my daughter to do it.

Now, Qian Peiying looked sideways at her daughter......

In fact, now, Qian Peiying also thinks that it is okay to learn or not, she and Lao Song are not here.

But since the daughter wants to learn: "You look, a layer of cabbage and a layer of salt, just wipe it up, don't smear too much salt, girl, salt is too expensive." Wipe the dot and you're hit. ”

"Oooh." Song Lingling followed her mother and smeared dozens of Chinese cabbage, squatting so that her legs were sore, "And then?" ”

"Then put these cabbages you wiped into the jar, put two layers in a regular manner, and after you finish arranging, you will take care of your milk and ask for a clean cloth, spread it on the cabbage, and go in and step on it."

"Into the tank? Step on? ”

Qian Peiying nodded.

Just look, after a while, Song Poria was stuffed into the tank by her father.

Song Fusheng looked at his daughter with a smile: "Step on it, this is called stepping on the cylinder, two layers and one step." ”

Song Fuling was surprised, first stepped on it carefully, and then thought it was fun, and dared to step on it, and stepped on the cabbage with a clattering sound. Not to mention, it's like sabotage, how can you step on cabbage to relieve pressure so much.

In fact, this job should also be stepped on by a man with great strength, who can step on it more densely.

In this way, the jar was filled with two layers of cabbage smeared with coarse salt, and Song Poria was lifted into the jar by Song Fusheng to step on the cabbage.

Later, Qian Mishou was really greedy, Song Fusheng found that Mi Shou was envious, and he also stuffed Mi Shou into the tank, and it evolved into the two young ladies, hand in hand, face to face, smiling and stepping on the cylinder.

As long as Mrs. Ma heard the fat girl's smile, she showed helplessness, and the fat girl giggled once, and she sighed softly.

Finally, the jar is filled with cabbage, and the top layer of cabbage at the mouth of the jar is smeared with salt, and then the old cabbage gang is used to cover the head of the jar, and one piece of cabbage is pressed against another cabbage gang, covering these good cabbages one by one.

Song Fusheng brought a large stone with a full weight, placed it in the middle of the tank, and pressed the cabbage.

Song Fuling took the cylinder head from the second uncle, good craftsmanship, the cylinder head of the right size, one cover, and it was done.

"Mother, when can I eat it?"

"Two days later, add water to the tank, add to the mouth of the tank and full, and then find that there is a lack of water to add to the tank, a month later, I will let you put the cabbage Bangzi on the floating head I let you put away, you can fish the sauerkraut and eat. Sauerkraut must have to pass the month, but the month can't be eaten, remember? ”

Before Song Fuling could answer, Qian Mishou said to Qian Peiying: "Auntie, remember." ”