Chapter 162: Cornmeal

"Not really! Our pigs are so good, it's all thanks to your parents. She made a joke.

Hearing the playful meaning in her daughter's tone, Lin Shuhua couldn't help but glance at her.

"Xiaoyun, we just started this year, and we have to plan well next year, you say, can anyone come when we open a homestay?" Seeing the house being built day by day, Lin Shuhua couldn't help but worry.

Knowing that her mother was worried about it, the corners of her lips curled slightly, "Mom, don't worry, I'm always sure." “

"How easy do you think it is! Parents have never done this kind of business, before this started, no one can guarantee success, you said that it took so much money to repair this house, if no one comes, it won't be a big loss? Your dad and I have never earned the money to repair the house in our lifetime! Lin Shuhua still couldn't help muttering.

Gu Jingyun couldn't laugh or cry, "Mom, that's right, but if everyone thinks like this and is afraid of failure, no one will dare to do business." ”

"You just think too much, what are you afraid of, the homestay is not good, we still have orchards and vegetable gardens." Gu Jianping, who was passing by next to him, suddenly interjected.

The daughter-in-law is a mentally active person, what to do if she thinks too much about this, she can do it if she can, and forget it if she can't do it.

If his daughter has a chance, he is very relieved.

Recently, Gu Jianping watched the start of various projects at home, and the vegetable garden was also producing vegetables one after another, and his strength was released, and the pride and self-confidence in his heart also arose.

"Am I not worried?" Lin Shuhua was a little speechless, how did he know that she was worried in her heart.

Next to him, Gu Jingyun could only sit on the bench and look at his parents obediently.

"Yo, what are you doing as a family?" As soon as Liu Yunxiang entered the courtyard of the Gu family with a basin, she saw that the situation of these people was not right, and asked repeatedly.

"It's nothing, Sister Yunxiang." Lin Shuhua glanced at her husband with disgust before replying.

In vain, she praised him just now.

Seeing that she was holding a large basin in her hand, Gu Qianyun was curious, "Aunt Yunxiang, what are you holding here?" ”

Liu Yunxiang casually put the pot on the corn pile and said with a smile, "Didn't I grind cornmeal yesterday, and I will send you some today." “

Gu Jingyun nodded, she seemed to see Uncle Chen come back with a bag of something last night, it turned out to be cornmeal.

A few days ago, she was picking corn with Aunt Yunxiang.

"I heard Xiaohang say that now people in the city like to eat coarse grains. This year, the corn at home is growing well, so I asked Lao Chen to grind some cornmeal, and one day make a meal for that kid to eat, doesn't he like it? Then let him eat and see how delicious the wowotou is. “

Aunt Yunxiang had a reminiscent expression on her face, "When we were young, where did we think Wowotou was delicious!" At that time, my family was poor, and I often ate this, and when I ate it, I felt that my throat was choked, dry and rough, and it was cold and hard, I really don't know what people in the city think now, and they actually like to eat this thing. “

Lin Shuhua also sighed, obviously he had gnawed on the wowotou when he was a child.

Gu Jingyun listened to Aunt Yunxiang with a smile on her face, "Hey, Aunt Yunxiang, think about how rough the nest head you used to eat was, it must be full of cornmeal!" ”

Liu Yunxiang looked puzzled, "Yes, isn't Wowotou all cornmeal?" Add a little more soybean flour at most. "Is there a new way to do it now?