Su Wen shook her head, "Let's go with my little sister!" It just so happened that I was dividing the work at home. You are still responsible for going to the brigade to earn work, and I will ask Aunt Chunyan to help her talk about it another day, and arrange an easier job for you. ”

There is no one in the family who earns a job, and I can't say it.

"Su Qing continues to learn tailoring, and you two can help me in your spare time. I'm in charge of finding a way to make money, and my little sister is my helper. Let's strive to start school this year and let the sixth sister also go to school and study. ”

The sixth sister is eight years old this year, which is past the school age. But he has been helping his aunt's family take care of the children, and he was called as a servant.

She just passed through and didn't fully grasp the situation, so she didn't move at first, and when school started in September, she would definitely send her sixth sister to study.

"Eldest sister, does the sixth sister really have a chance to study?" Su Qing asked in disbelief.

She found that the eldest sister had really changed a lot, before the eldest sister didn't let the sixth and seventh sisters study, and the fourth sister had to be the fourth sister, and the fifth sister also dropped out of school and came back to earn work. For this reason, the sixth sister hid in the straw pile in the kitchen alone and quietly wiped her tears.

"Of course."

"Great, I'll tell her the good news when the sixth sister comes back."

"I'll also make more money by doing sleeve guards." Su Xiu hurriedly said.

Su Wen waved her hand, "I won't do the sleeve guards, I'll try to do something else." ”

"Why not?"

"We did it before because there was a free cloth head, and we didn't spend anything. Now the cloth head is gone, right? Su Wen said, looking at Su Qing.

Su Qing nodded, she was still worried during the day! She took back all the cloth that the master had stored for almost a year. If you want to do it later, there will be no cloth head.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, let's cook first."

Su Wen gave an order, and the three sisters cheered. With such good meat and bones, Su Wen cooked it herself, and asked Su Qing to help light the fire. After all, Su Xiaomei is young, and she is tired after a day's walk, so she asked Su Xiu to give her a bath and rest first.

In a large pot, boil the blood foam in cold water, then add ginger, green onions, salt, seasonings, boiling water, etc. and simmer over low heat.

Cut the pork belly into large pieces of moderate fat, do not put a little oil, fry the fragrant fat in a small iron pan, and then add ginger star anise and stir-fry. Soon, a fragrant and enchanting braised pork was ready.

There is no sugar at home, otherwise it will be more delicious.

When Su Qing burned the fire, she couldn't stop swallowing her saliva, and her eyes were shining when she saw Su Wen. I was curious about why the eldest sister suddenly became so good at cooking, and after thinking about it, this was a good thing, so I simply put it down and didn't ask.

The Su family's house is relatively out of the ordinary in the village. There are not as many people living around as the middle and east of the village, but there are many people. The aroma of braised pork spread far away. Chen Guihua, who lives in the east, was eating white flour buns at home and smelled the fragrance.

"Where's the smell of meat?"

As soon as the fat boy Zhuang Zhuang smelled the meat, he refused to eat the white-faced steamed buns, rolling on the ground and shouting for meat. The third Su Xueqiang's face was blue, and he wanted to beat the child but was stopped by Chen Guihua.

"You dare to give it a try, you don't have the ability to earn money to buy meat, and you still take the child out of anger."

"You ......" Su Xue angrily dropped his chopsticks and didn't eat anything.

"Mom, I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat......" The strong man kept shouting.

Chen Guihua was also annoyed when she heard it, she went to the second child's house tonight and smelled the meat, but she couldn't grab it, and she was angry in her heart! This will make the son make a fuss, and he will slap him when he raises his hand.

It's one thing not to beat your son for your husband, but you don't have a soft heart when you fight yourself.

Zhuang Zhuang was beaten, coaxed, and obediently ate white flour buns.