Chapter 17 Seasoned Winter Melon Pork Rib Soup

Jiang Daya saw Jiang Meihua doing needlework there, her eyes lit up, and she also picked up a small dustpan with needlework from the edge of the kang, and sat down next to Jiang Meihua affectionately: "Sister-in-law, your needlework is really good." ”

Jiang Meihua was holding a needle to grate her hair, and when she heard this, her hand trembled, and she almost pierced her scalp: "Also, it's not much better......"

"Sister-in-law, why don't you like to show off so much," Jiang Daya took out her needlework from the small dustpan and put it under the kerosene lamp, and deliberately showed it to Jiang Meihua, it was a half-made child's belly pocket, "Hey, sister-in-law, you see that between this person and people, there is a big gap, I have also done needlework for many years, and I can't do anything like you." Hey, look at your stitches, how fine they are......"

Jiang Meihua's scalp is a little numb.

She hurriedly pushed Jiang Daya's praise: "No, no, you praise me so much......"

In all fairness, Jiang Meihua's needlework is really good. The family has a part of the income, which is to rely on ginger and plum blossoms to do needlework and sell it for money.

Jiang Daya was still a little unhappy: "Sister-in-law, if you say that you don't do well by yourself, isn't this chilling me and Erya?" ”

Jiang Meihua didn't dare to say anything more.

Jiang Daya said again: "Sister-in-law, our family doesn't say two words, you see that your needlework is so good, I'm about to go out, you can help me embroider a hijab...... Oh yes, plus a pair of pillowcases. There's not much to do, don't you say? ”

Jiang Meihua opened her mouth and stammered, unable to say anything to refuse for a long time.

Mrs. Li just took a few big jobs for her a few days ago, and they were all in a hurry. Because of the high price given by the other party, Mrs. Li didn't care whether Jiang Meihua lived or died, and took it all.

In the past few days, Jiang Meihua has to be busy doing housework during the day, taking care of the vegetable garden, and doing needlework with kerosene lamps at night.

However, Jiang Meihua has always had a very low sense of presence in this family, and no one cares if she is haggard or not.

However, her cowardly temperament has never rejected people, even if she is embarrassed by herself, she can't say half a "no" after opening her mouth for a long time.

But she really didn't have time to embroider hijabs and pillowcases for Jiang Daya.

Jiang Daya happily slapped her cheek, and gave this matter to herself: "Then this matter is decided." Sister-in-law, you have to hurry, I guess I won't be out of the house in many days. ”

Jiang Meihua's hand holding the needle tightened, her lips squirmed for a long time, and her face was waxy, but she still couldn't say the words of refusal.

Jiang Daya touched the oiled paper bag in her arms, and there was an indescribable excitement in her nervousness.

It didn't take long for Jiang Erya to kick the curtain through the door curtain and come in: "Sister-in-law, grandma said that you should go to her house to do work, and you can save some lamp oil." ”

Jiang Meihua panicked "oh", hurriedly put the needlework back in the dustpan, took the dustpan, and hurried out of the house.

Jiang Erya pursed her lips behind Jiang Meihua, and then turned back to squeeze her eyes at Jiang Girl: "Sister, I went to grandma's house to play." ”

Jiang Daya held back her heartbeat and waved her hand at Jiang Erya: "Go, go." ”

The curtain was lifted and lowered, and the room was quiet again.

Jiang Daya sat in the room, one hand into her arms, her heart like a drum.

After a while, Zhou came over with a bowl of slightly faint pork ribs and winter melon soup.

It is said that it is pork rib soup, and there is only a large chop with a hint of meat in it, most of which are winter melon. However, the soup is very fragrant, and the rare meaty Jiang Daya smells the fragrance, and the halazi almost flows down.

Because of the five taels of silver to repay the lame Zheng, Zhou knew that his eldest daughter was basically equivalent to raising a game for nothing, and when the baby was left behind, he would have to sell her far away, and he didn't know if he could see each other again in this life.

Zhou originally wanted to give his eldest daughter a few more ribs, but his younger son saw it, and he was very protective of food, so he cried and snatched most of the ribs.

"You eat more." The Zhou family is also a little uncomfortable, but after thinking about it, who can blame the eldest girl for falling into this realm? It's not that she blames herself for not being honest, she didn't wait for her father and mother to find someone at a young age, so she couldn't help but drill the haystack with the wild man.

It's been for nothing that she's been raised for so many years!

Thinking of this, Zhou's face looked a little unpleasant, sat down slightly, and hurried away without saying a few words.

Jiang Daya sat in the dim room and didn't speak for a long time.

……

Jiang Baoqing was immersed in the great cause of grinding needles, and he didn't know how long it had been outside.

When they were almost finished, they could only hear that the door seemed to have been kicked.

Jiang Baoqing wrinkled his little nose slightly, thinking that he had misheard.

The door was kicked again.

This time she heard it clearly.

"Who?" Jiang Baoqing asked.

The person outside the door pressed his throat, a little anxious, and a little impatient: "Jiang Baoqing, open the door quickly!" ”

Jiang Baoqing is extremely sensitive to people's voices, but he can tell that this is Jiang Erya's voice.

Jiang Erya came to her at night, what good things could be?

Jiang Baoqing didn't want to deal with her a little.

However, Jiang Erya was very unyielding, and kicked the door again, still holding her throat, and her voice was obviously a lot more irritable: "Jiang Baoqing, open the door quickly!" ”

It seems that if she doesn't open the door, she will continue to make trouble like this.

Jiang Baoqing touched the needle that he had been grinding for a long time, although it was still a little unsatisfactory, but he could take advantage of it.

With these two silver needles, Jiang Baoqing has a lot more confidence in his heart.

She had a silver needle in her hand, and then she stomped on her shoes and opened the door.

It was completely dark outside, but the moonlight was very good, Jiang Baoqing could see it clearly, Jiang Erya stood outside with a bowl of something, and the look on his face was a little strange.

"What?" Jiang Baoqing held on to the door frame and didn't plan to go out.

Jiang Erya handed the enamel bowl in his hand forward, and deliberately made a look of indifference on his face: "Take it, it's for you." ”

Although there is only a pitiful piece of pork ribs in the bowl, and other than that, there are some thin winter melon slices, and the aroma of the pork rib soup is very tangy.

But......

Jiang Baoqing's nose moved slightly, the expression on her face remained unchanged, she looked at Jiang Erya, and seemed to smile: "Who asked you to send it?" ”

"Who else? It's my milk...... No, it's my mother, who said that you should also make up for your body. Jiang Erya's expression became even more unnatural, she forcibly stuffed the bowl of pork rib soup into Jiang Baoqing's hand, turned around and ran away.

Jiang Baoqing stood at the door, looking at the moonlight outside, carefully looking at the bowl of pork ribs and winter melon soup in his hand, his nose trembled slightly, sniffing the slightest taste in this bowl of winter melon soup.

Although she majored in acupuncture, she has never discarded the basic skills of Chinese medicine.

The person who topped this bowl of winter melon pork rib soup must be a layman.

After careful sniffing, the taste of the "material" is a bit conflicting with the taste of this bowl of winter melon pork rib soup, and it can't be melted at all.

In Jiang Baoqing's own words, this is simply a big grin to tell her - "I added something to this bowl of soup."

Jiang Baoqing held the bowl of winter melon pork rib soup, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

She really didn't expect that someone would use such indiscriminate things.