Jiang Zhimian walked back to the stove room slowly, took the lard ointment on the windowsill and wiped his hands.

Lard balm is very moisturizing and creates a natural protective layer on the skin to prevent chapping.

Later, during the Qing Dynasty, lard ointment was added with the ingredient of chilblain medicine, which became cracked cornine, a plaster used for chilblains in the southern winter.

Jiang Zhimian knew what to do.

But it's not necessary.

Although it is also cold in winter, few people in Jinguo will get frostbite on their hands.

If there is, they will also use home remedies, such as hot white radish slices to apply chilblains to heal.

However, handmade soap can be considered for making.

"Mianmian, have you washed your hands? Let's go to the dining room, I'll come over after I get the food. Zhu Ruyi said again.

Jiang Zhimian came back to his senses and nodded at her, "Okay, auntie, I'll serve you the food." ”

didn't wait for Zhu Ruyi to refuse, he directly picked up the nearest two dishes and strode out.

Before Zhu Ruyi could speak, she had already disappeared around the corner.

I had no choice but to give up.

Served the other dishes, and followed.

Mrs. Jiang was already sitting in the dining room, but she was thinking about things, and she didn't even notice that it was Jiang Zhimian's dish.

Waving his hand, "Mianmian sit down, let's eat lo-mei at night, you eat more." ”

"Milk-milk, too, eat more." Jiang Zhimian said with a grin.

Soon, everyone from the Jiang family arrived.

Since beating the Jiang family to make money, there is meat on every meal on the table, and everyone is not as eager to move chopsticks as at the beginning.

But after all, it is lo-mei, and it is still different from the stew and stir-fried meat that I eat on weekdays.

A few children looked at each other, their swarthy eyes almost stuck to the white porcelain plate.

"Eat." Old lady Jiang called the shots.

Now there is enough food to eat, so there is no need to divide it on everyone's head according to the portion.

When everyone heard Mrs. Jiang speak, they picked up the chopsticks and began to pick up the dishes.

Jiang Lin is also going to eat cabbage.

As soon as the chopsticks touched the vegetable leaves, I heard Mrs. Jiang say, "Jiang Lin Jiang Shu, you can help me renovate the roof, get up early, and go to the bricklayer's house to buy some tiles, you know?" ”

"Milk, is there a rain leak in your house?" Jiang Shu hurriedly asked.

Old man Jiang was also confused, "Well, what kind of roof should you build?" ”

was so angry that Mrs. Jiang kicked him under the dinner table.

I usually eat silently, but today I think about it and interject!

The old man Jiang, who was kicked by the kick, instantly understood, and immediately changed his words, "Yes, yes, I forgot, this roof is broken, I lie in bed at night, and the smell of the food in the house can float in from the roof." ”

Jiang Shu was stunned when he heard this.

Yipinju is so far away from Jiang's house, can it actually float over?

But he hadn't smelled it.

It seems that the hole in the roof must be a bit big to let the fragrance waft in!

"Milk, I'll help you get it when I come back in the afternoon, I have to help my third sister go to the village to transport goods in the morning." Jiang Lin hesitated to speak.

The chicken leg in his arms still has residual warmth.

That's what he plans to bring back to Lin Miaomiao tomorrow.

"Let's get it in the morning, your father, uncle and uncle can go back to transport the goods, if it rains at noon, my house will suffer." Old Mrs. Jiang still refused to let go.

What kind of character is Mrs. Jiang?

A piece of old ginger!

Hearing that Jiang Lin was going back to the village to transport goods, he instinctively thought of the possibility of going to see Lin Miaomiao.

Whether you guess right or not, you have to put an end to this possibility.

Her grandchildren must live a long life!