Chapter 7 Qingshan Town

"You don't know, your daughter-in-law bought ten yuan of sugar at the grocery store, ten yuan, enough for a family to eat for several days, and the village chief's family is not so arrogant."

The implication is that Chu Yan is a loser, and she spent almost half a month's ration for the family in a while.

Tian then understood why the big guy's eyes were so strange, it turned out that Liu Dani bought candy and provoked it.

In order not to cause more gossip, she helped explain: "I asked her to buy that sugar, and it's just a few days before I go to visit my mother's grave, so prepare in advance." ”

Saying that, he ignored Zhao and went home with Wang Laoshi.

Zhao pursed his lips disdainfully: "The dead duck has a hard mouth, who doesn't know that you have nothing to do with your mother's family for a long time, and you give gifts, slap your swollen face and become fat, and spend ten taels of silver to buy a loser girl, hum." ”

These rumors are not just what the Zhao family said, Shen Yulan took the time to come over in the afternoon and whispered to Chu Yan: "You still don't know what the village has been like about people, right?" ”

"What's it like?" Chu Yan didn't know anyone in the village, so she didn't go out much, so she naturally didn't know what others said.

"Everyone is saying that you are a glutton, and you buy ten dollars of candy alone, and you are too lazy to do it."

In fact, there is something even more ugly, saying that she is a little widow who has just married, who is shameless and takes her in-laws' hard-earned money to squander.

"Sister, don't take it personally, I know you're here to sell for money."

Chu Yan smiled faintly: "Sister Lan, I won't take it to heart." ”

In this closed and backward small village, people don't have much entertainment and gossip on weekdays, and anyone can spread the word about something.

The next morning, in the middle of the morning, when the first rooster crowed, Chu Yan had already gotten up and started to prepare the ingredients.

First wash and peel the yam, put it in a pot and boil, when the yam is soft and rotten, take it out and add brown sugar, and then press it into a puree with a spatula.

After that, put the yam puree into the pot and stir-fry it slowly over low heat, and then Shen Yulan came and took over the work of burning the fire.

The two were busy chatting, and Shen Yulan slowly expressed her plight.

For a long time, she did the work of digging wild vegetables and pigweed in the mountains, and the light work of cooking at home was either the old family's or the fourth family's, so it was not her turn.

"I told my mother-in-law last night, I want to go up the mountain early in the morning today, and see if you can find good things while there are few people, don't tell others about you and your aunt."

If she hadn't lied, she wouldn't have been able to go out easily, and it would have been even worse if she let her mother-in-law know that she was making money secretly.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine soon, let's leave early, come back as soon as possible, and don't delay the lunch meal."

There is no way, she just came to this world, and the only helper she can find is Shen Yulan.

After the moisture in the yam puree is almost stir-fried, it is then put out to cool, and the little white flour left by the Wang family is added and stirred evenly to increase the viscosity and make it easy to form.

I saw her fingers flying, quickly kneading the yam puree into the shape of flowers.

Shen Yulan was dumbfounded: "Sister, you still have this hand, I really have a long experience." ”

I saw that the flowers were vividly spread on the grate, the size was uniform, and it was very beautiful.

"Okay, sister-in-law, put it in the pot and steam it first, it will be fine in about a quarter of an hour, and I'll do it again." This time, Chu Yan changed to other tricks.

For about half an hour, the two made two large pots of yam pastries, neatly stacked in baskets, and covered with white cloth towels.

With the help of the embers in the stove, Chu Yan simply cooked a yam porridge, and the two drank a bowl quickly.

Tian and Wang Laoshi also got up.

"Dad, mother, there is porridge in the pot, you can drink some in a while and then go to the ground, we will go first."

"Slow down on the road, don't worry, stay safe."

At this time, the sky was just dawning, and a few people scattered on the road hurried with their heads bowed, or carrying baskets on their backs, or carrying flat burdens.

From the memory of the original body, Chu Yan knew that most of the pedestrians on the road wanted to carry the mountain goods and eggs that they were reluctant to eat at home to Qingshan Town for money, which was more prosperous and could be sold at a good price.

At this time, she was a little looking forward to the future, but also a little confused.

Although it is backward and poor, it has a peaceful mood and a relaxed mood.

Unlike in her previous life, life in the city was fast-paced, and everyone was stressed, just like her status as an architect, which sounded lofty, but in fact she had to take huge risks.

With the implementation of the lifelong responsibility system for construction drawings, developers are doing their best to reduce material costs, and the pressure on the design industry is increasing.

Sometimes, in order to meet Party A's excessive requirements, she broke the bottom line of safety again and again, so that she suffered from insomnia for a long time.

In Jinshan Village, although she is a daughter-in-law bought in the eyes of others, and she almost becomes a widow as soon as she passes the door, she lives at ease and can sleep steadily.

This may be the only compensation God gave her after she was unlucky enough to be smashed.

No matter how difficult the days are, the physical pain is not as devastating as the mental pressure.

At this time, Shen Yulan and her were in completely different moods, with smiles at the corners of their eyes and eyebrows.

"The last time I went to town was when I didn't get married, my father and mother took me around, and I really sold everything, but unfortunately I haven't been there in the past few years." Shen Yulan was very excited.

For women who have lived in remote mountain villages for generations, the town is the most prosperous place they have ever seen, and a visit can make them happy for a long time.

"Sister Lan, as long as we work hard, there will be more opportunities to go to the town in the future, not to mention the town, the county town can go to the city."

"Then I can't even think about it, the town is good enough, you don't know, our eggs are all sold by my sister-in-law in the town, and I can secretly buy some food for my nephews every time." Speaking of this, her tone was a little lonely.

Her son, Pippi, drooled every time.

"But girl, I still have to thank you, yesterday's yam cake, Pipi was happy to eat." Thinking of her son's smile, she has the energy to do anything. The worries that concealed from the mother-in-law were also dispelled.

"You're welcome, you said it yesterday, and besides, if you hadn't led the way, I wouldn't have been able to find such a good thing as yams."

The road to Qingshan Town, which was nearly twenty miles, was not so long in the small talk between the two.

As the golden light of the morning light gradually rose, Qingshan Town gradually appeared in the field of vision of the two.

The number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased.

The two of them involuntarily quickened their pace and entered the town at the end of the day.

The morning market was in the southeast of Qingshan Town, and the two of them walked for about a stick of incense and finally arrived at their destination.

At this time, the good stalls in the morning market have been occupied.

The two of them could only find a remote corner and put the basket down.

The white cloth covered with yam cake is lifted, and the beautiful pastries are revealed.

But no one stayed for it.