Lin Lan smiled and nodded: "Okay, mom will tell you about three little pigs, in a distant mountain village, there is a mother pig and her three cute little pigs." Mom works hard every day, and the piglets grow up day by day......"

Lin Lan looked at her sleeping son, leaned over and kissed him, these stories were still what she bought and told to her little niece before, the older she gets, the more she likes children, she also wanted to persuade Liu Jianguo to do artificial insemination, but she didn't expect that garbage......

She stopped thinking nonsense, got out of bed and went out of the room, went to the hall and scooped six catties of glutinous rice, came out and gently washed it and soaked it in a bucket.

The two of them made the pea cake, washed up, and went to sleep separately.

After Lin Lan had the watch sent by Lin Guoliang, it was much more convenient, the chicken woke up, turned on the light and looked at it, it was only half past four, and then squinted for a while until half past five before getting up and dressing.

Lin Yuezhen also got up when she heard the movement.

Lin Lan brought the wooden bucket of soaked orchid beans over and asked her to cut the orchid beans before she went to see the glutinous rice soaked in the bucket.

After changing the water once, I went to see the marinated pork belly again, and saw that it had already tasted.

I went to the firewood room and grabbed a handful of straw, kneaded a handful of thin straw ropes, strung the meat strips, and hung them on a wooden stick on the stove to smoke.

By the time she finished the kidney bean rolls, Lin Yuezhen had already cut the beans and began to fry the orchid beans.

At half past seven, the two of them had prepared the goods that had been sent out in the morning.

Lin Lan went to the pigsty, and when the two little pigs saw that their owners were coming, they turned over and climbed up and lay on the low wall of the partition, and snorted and chirped.

picked up the bamboo strip and whipped the little pig twice, and scolded: "There is still a while of pig food, hurry up and roll me down." ”

The two little pigs lay there and watched the chicks that the master had covered under the back fence, and the little goose took it away, and honestly went down the low wall and went back to lie down in the pig's nest.

Lin Lan took out the chickens, put them under the back basket and covered them, put some broken rice and finely chopped ramie leaves, and saw them crowded in front of the broken pottery bowl to grab food, so she was relieved.

Half of the old lady's fifteen chicks are roosters, and the two geese are female geese, plus more than a dozen chickens at home, there are more than 30 chickens in total.

"Mom, I'm up." Little Bean said as she covered her crotch and ran towards the pigsty.

Lin Lan looked at the way he ran without his heels touching the ground, and laughed: "Little villain, it's like this every day, next time you get up early to go to the toilet!" ”

Lin Yuezhen stood at the door of the stove room, looking at Xiaodouzi with a smile, she likes it here, she likes Lin Lan and Xiaodouzi.

After the three of them had eaten, Xiaodouzi put down the bowl and went to the chicken food first, and then went to the pigsty to open the small door of the chicken pen, and the two hens ran out with a group of small soldiers.

He found something white in the hen's coop, looked at it, picked it up and shouted happily: "Mother, the little hen has laid eggs." ”

Lin Lan saw his happy appearance, and also laughed: "Take it and put it in the rice jar, and eat it with steamed egg custard at noon." ”

"Hey!" Xiao Douding happily took the eggs, went to the stove room and showed Aunt Yuezhen again.

When Zhou Xiaohong came to pick up the goods, she doubled the amount by grinding Lin Lan.

Lin Lan agreed to her request, and asked her about the stall in the garment factory, and Zhou Xiaohong told her everything she knew.

Sending Zhou Xiaohong away, Lin Lan asked Yuezhen to mash out the red bean paste at home, and she was ready to go to work with the basket on her back.

Lin Yuezhen gestured to work for her, but Lin Lan refused.

When she is not at home, Yuezhen helps her work, others have nothing to say, but if she asks her to work for her, some people will say that she exploits her cousin.

Early in the morning, the sun was very full, Lin Lan wore a straw hat and carried it to the foot of the mountain.

Liu Jinbao came out of the grass shed and looked at her gloomily: "Stinky girl, did your people beat me with a black stick?" ”

"Hahaha... Ha ha...! Lin Lan gloated and laughed, "Sluts have their own harvest, why don't you beat you to death!" ”

Liu Jinbao was so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched: "Stinky girl, you don't have to be happy, how long have I seen you pretending?" ”

Lin Lan smiled and waved her sickle: "Grandson Turtle, it's a waste of air to live like you, and if you are killed by a hero one day, your aunt and grandmother will go to buy a few firecrackers to celebrate." ”

"You~" Liu Jinbao stared at her with a gloomy face and eyes like a poisonous snake, "Lao Tzu has thought about it, no one dares to attack me except your family." ”

Lin Lan snorted coldly: "Grandson Turtle, the people who want to beat you can be lined up at the police station from here." ”

Liu Jinbao stared at Lin Lan: "The surname is Lin, you wait for Lao Tzu!" ”

"Just wait, grandma is afraid that you won't make it." Lin Lan didn't even bother to look at him, and went straight to the foot of the mountain to cut the grass.

Seeing Lin Lan's fearless appearance, Liu Jinbao clenched his fists in anger, and only then turned around and left when two people came over there.

Lin Lan turned her head to look at him, bent down and swung her sickle quickly.

When she finished work and went home, Lin Yuezhen had already made lunch and pounded the bean paste.

"Sister, with you at home, I'm much more relaxed."

Lin Yuezhen looked at her gratefully and gestured: "Thank you Xiaolan." ”

After lunch, Lin Lan and Yuezhen kneaded the bean paste into bean paste balls, chopped the oil into pieces, mixed a little sugar in it, and began to wrap the zongzi.

Little Bean was playing with hoops on the eaves, and Rhubarb was lying on the side and looked up at him from time to time.

Lin Lan rinsed the soaked glutinous rice twice, put the filtered water into a urea bag, weighed it on a scale, and calculated that there were more than eight taels of one pound of glutinous rice after soaking.

Pour it out and divide it into three parts, and one variety is packed with more than three catties of glutinous rice.

Lin Yuezhen tore the soaked palm leaves into thin strips and used them to tie up the zongzi.

Lin Lan picked up a sheet of selected zongzi leaves, overlapped the head and tail, and folded them into a short triangle shape at 1/3 of the zongzi leaves.

Scoop a spoonful of soaked glutinous rice and spread it at the bottom, put in a few pieces of oil and crush it, then put the bean paste filling, and finally add two spoons of glutinous rice to spread it flat, tie it around with zongzi leaves, and finally tie a knot at the end of the end.

More than three catties of glutinous rice plus bean paste balls, wrapped in forty bean paste dumplings.

Lin Lan wrapped the zongzi and suddenly remembered that for a while, she didn't hear the sound of Xiaodouzi's rolling hoop, and walked quickly to the door, but didn't see Xiaodouzi, but saw Rhubarb lying at the door of the East Chamber.

Hurriedly ran to the door of the east chamber and saw him lying on the bed asleep, with a doll book in his hand.

Lin Lan breathed a sigh of relief, took off his shoes, and pulled up the quilt to cover him. Xiaodouzi opened her eyes and glanced at Lin Lan, then closed her eyes again.

Turning around and seeing Yuezhen also standing at the door, Lin Lan smiled at her and whispered, "Little villain, it scared me." ”

Yuezhen smiled and nodded, and the two went back to the stove room to start cooking zongzi.

After scooping a few scoops of water into a sand pot and boiling, put the bean paste dumplings in the lid and simmer.

The strips of salted meat hanging above the stove were half-dried after most of the day's baking, and from time to time oil beads dripped on the edge of the stove and snorted.