The midday sun is the hottest time of the day, scorching the ground, and waves of heat are rising from the ground, even if it is only early summer, and few people go out at this time.

Jiang Qingyue walked back hungry against the hot sun, and was about to drink saliva to rest for a while, when she was pulled by Shen Shi and asked, "How is it, did people say they wanted to come back and have a look?" ”

"Mother, can you wait for me to drink saliva first?" She's going to die.

After drinking two bowls of water in a row, the whole person came to his senses and wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "Mother, people won't come back." Not only did she not come, but she also said that the Jiang family had nothing to do with her, and that people had broken us off. ”

"That's her own father, is she really so ruthless?"

No matter how you say it, it's not your father, how can there be an overnight feud between father and son.

"People don't think so." Thinking about Wan Ge's face at that time, Jiang Qingyue pursed her lips: "Don't say ruthless, I'm afraid that people can't tell how they hate us in their hearts, I wish we had a bad life!" ”

"She dares." Before Shen could say anything, Jiang Hai in the house heard it, so he put on his shoes and walked out against the wall.

"Why did you come out when you're still sick?" Shen hurriedly ran over and helped the person to sit down.

Jiang Hai sat on the stool and coughed twice: "That unfilial girl really said that she wanted to cut it in two?" ”

"Not really." Jiang Qingyue told Jiang Hai the words that Wange said at that time, and the green tendons on Jiang Hai's forehead jumped and jumped.

"Daughter, ahem, ahem." Jiang Hai slapped the table and coughed angrily.

"Ouch, what do you say you are angry about, ruining your body for nothing." Shen was so anxious that he hurriedly poured water for Jiang Hai: "It's not the first day that you know that girl is thoughtful, ruthless, and has no filial piety." Look at the last time, she rushed in with a knife and said that she was barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, if she was not doing well, let's not think about having a good life. Listen, which daughter dares to say such a rebellious thing, and now you are still counting on someone to come back to see you, don't think about it, maybe you are happy to hear that you are sick! ”

Jiang Hai asked Jiang Qingyue to find the evening song, and when the people came back, Shen felt all kinds of discomfort in his heart.

Looking at the last time someone rushed in with a knife and threatened them, it can be seen that for the Jiang family, the other party is eager for them to die. Expecting Wange to come back to visit and help is simply wishful thinking.

"Alas, I didn't think that I was raised under my knees, no matter how I said it, it was still a family of the Jiang family. Now it's busy farming again, how can I fix the work in the field? It would be much easier if they came back to help. Jiang Hai sighed, and after an illness, his whole body exuded a decadent atmosphere, like a dying old man.

Jiang Qingyue listened to it and whispered beside her: "You are thinking of others, when she is a family, people don't necessarily miss you when they eat and drink." ”

"What did you say?" Jiang Hai's ears moved, and he turned his head to wait for Jiang Qingyue.

Jiang Qingyue was startled and stammered that she didn't say anything.

"What else can you say, say that you are worried about others, and others who drink well may not necessarily worry about you. It's just worrying, and it's also worrying about let's not get in front of people and get in the way of people's eyes. Shen said angrily to Jianghai.

She didn't dare to say those words in front of Jiang Hai, but the Shen family was not fed up with her.

Since Jiang Zhichang came, the Jiang family has not had a peaceful life. Jiang Hai is good, after eating, he ran outside to be out of sight and out of mind, leaving their mother and daughter to be tortured at home. She didn't know that she had held back a lot of fire these days, but she just endured it without having a seizure.

This morning, she didn't approve of letting Jiang Qingyue go to find the evening song, and others were unsure of their feelings, but Jiang Hai insisted on letting her go to that. It's good now, knowing that people don't want to see them, he still thinks in his heart, how can he still endure this.

"After being married for so many years, she called me mother on the day she got married, and when she looked at me on weekdays, she didn't look at me coldly. I took the trouble to find her family, and she was not satisfied with how much gossip she had gossiped about when she ran away. Now that you know when you get married, you have to draw a line with us. ”

"Last time, it was a threat to rush in with a knife, and now that you are sick, you will directly say that you will cut off the relationship with you, and people are living well now, and they dislike our mother's family who have no money and power, and they don't want to have anything to do with us. It's good that you still treat others as daughters, but as a result, people don't necessarily treat you as a father or as her mother. ”

After saying that, Shen didn't want to pay attention to Jiang Hai, walked to the door and sat down, sulking and wiping his tears, only to feel that this day was very uncomfortable.

The Shen family has always been a sensible person in front of Jiang Hai, and it is rare to see her lose her temper. Even if you are angry and wronged, you will hold it by yourself, and you will never quarrel with your father-in-law like some mothers-in-law in the village. Jiang Hai saw that Shen was angry and aggrieved, and he also felt that he was afraid that he was also sick and confused.

"Didn't I think you wouldn't have to work so hard?" The rare Jiang Hai said with a little weak heart.

"Do you know it yourself?" Shen Shi directly scolded him back, so that Jiang Hai was silent, and the room fell silent for a while.

After a long time, Jiang Hai sighed heavily, stood up staggeringly on the table and went back to the back room. Shen sat on the stool in front of the door with his back to him, and he didn't get up to help someone when he heard the noise.

Jiang Qingyue stood in the middle to look at this, look at that, and finally touched her nose and went to the stove room to find something to eat. She went back and forth, came back and drank only a bowl of water, and now she was too hungry to die.

Holding the cold and hard leftovers, Jiang Qingyue thought of the evening song, there were leftovers on their table, so much meat, it must be delicious to put so much oil! Looking at the side dishes in front of me that had no oil and water at all, I suddenly felt tasteless.

Picking up the leftovers and cold rice, Jiang Qingyue secretly made a decision, in the future, she must marry a rich man, be Mrs. Kuo, wear the best clothes, eat the best meals, and live better than the evening song.

Wan Ge didn't know what Jiang Qingyue was thinking, she was busy at this moment!

Song Jiu came back from selling pork every day, and more or less there would be some leftover pork or bones, or pig's trotters or something to bring back for Wange to eat. There are only two people in the family, and there are not many others, and they can't finish eating. Now that the weather is slowly getting hotter, these things will not be put away for a long time, and it is a pity that they are broken.

No, she wondered if she could make something braised pork, braised pig's trotters or something.

In her previous life, she followed Fu Rong out of the town to the big county town, in order to earn money to save Fu Rong's money for the exam, she once went to the restaurant to work as a handyman, and saw the cook make lo-meier. The smell is fragrant, and many customers who go to the store will order a small plate and eat while drinking, and the business is too good to be good.

Later, on the day when Fu Rong was appointed to marry a high school official, she was fortunate to taste the taste of braised pork, which was indeed as delicious as she thought. Unfortunately, she only ate it once.........

Shaking his head, Wan Ge rolled up his sleeves and started drying. Although I've seen it but haven't done it, I don't know if I can make it in the end, so the evening song is very strict when making things.

Song Jiu was sharpening his knife in front of the hall, and suddenly a smell of halogen wafted in, and he didn't know what ingredients were added to it, the fragrance went straight to his nose, hooking Song Jiu to swallow his saliva, and quickly put down the knife in his hand and looked for the taste.

In the stove room, while burning the fire, she got up from time to time to look at the meat in the pot, so nervous that she couldn't do it for fear that one of the steps would go wrong and ruin it. Although she didn't make much, she couldn't stand the high cost of meat, and there were those condiments, so she put a lot of them thinking about the taste.

"What are you doing?" Song Jiu strode in with a stick, and the smell in the stove room was more fragrant than the smell outside.

Wan Ge lifted the lid of the pot and looked at the meat inside: "Isn't there still a lot of meat at home, I can't put it in the weather when it's big, so I thought if I could make it into lo-mei, not to mention that it was delicious, and if we couldn't finish it, we could also take it to the town to sell." ”

One or two pieces of braised pork in the restaurant cost almost ten yuan, and you must know that one pound of pork in the market is only thirty yuan, which is almost several times. If she can make delicious braised pork, let Song Jiu sell it to help the family earn more money, but I don't know the taste of her making.

Wan Ge fished out the meat with some drumming in his heart, cut a slice and handed it to Song Ji, so that he could taste it.

The braised pork that had just come out of the pot was hot, Song Jiu put it in his mouth, grinning a few times: "The taste is a little light, the meat is a little old, maybe it's because it's been cooked for too long, but it's okay in general." ”

It's still possible to eat if it's okay, Song Jiu thought.

"Really?" Wan Ge glanced at him suspiciously, cut a slice by himself, cooled it and put it in his mouth, and his brows immediately wrinkled at this taste.

It's okay, it's not delicious at all, and the taste is almost worlds different from what I used to eat. Not to mention that the meat is old and hard to chew, the taste is not right, not to mention the comparison with the restaurant, even the crispy duck and braised pork in the town are much better than hers. It's not good to smell and eat it in your mouth, let alone sell it.

Sure enough, it was still a big one, and the evening song was a little depressed.

Song Ji patted the shoulder: "Although the taste is a little worse, it's not bad to be like this for the first time." It's still okay for us to eat the snacks at home. As he spoke, he picked up the knife on the cutting board and cut a small piece of himself and put it in his mouth.

Wan Ge saw that he was eating like a child eating snacks, and his lost heart suddenly became crying and laughing.

Forget it, how can there be something that can be done in one step, not to mention that she has only seen others do it once, if this thing is really so easy to learn, other restaurants have already learned it, how can it still stand for so many years.

Wange cut the braised pork and put it on the plate for the evening to add vegetables, the first time I got it, I didn't do much, and I waited until the next time to get a little more, and then I sent it to Du Chun and them to taste it, and put forward opinions.

The marinade in the pot could not be used anymore, so it could only be scooped and lost. Looking at the condiments inside, the evening song still hurts a little, but it is also lawful.