Wu Julan came back from the field with a straw hat on her head and a hoe on her shoulder, and before she arrived at the door, she found her daughter scrubbing by the stream.

She also thought that Xiao Hong was washing clothes: "How hot it is now, you wait for the sun to go down and then come to wash..."

When she walked over, she saw a large number of pigs in the water, and her shocked tone changed: "You, what are you doing with these?" ”

When she looked at it again, the white flowers in the big wooden basin next to her were flour, and she seemed to see her money go down the drain.

This dead child, she can't control her hands that want to beat people.

"Mom, my grandmother taught me how to make lo-mei." Xiao Hong also found that her mother was staring at the flour distressedly, how she fooled Xiao Fang before, and how she fooled her mother now: "... Mom, you can rest assured, tomorrow, let's sell eight cents a pound, it must be in short supply. ”

Wu Julan was very worried after hearing this: What if I can't sell it?

Seriously, the pig is cheap, and she has bought it and made it, but how to wash it always feels a little tasteful.

It's okay to eat a few pieces to satisfy your cravings, but you don't eat much anyway.

Besides, she still wants to sell it so expensive, so even if it is her, she would rather buy meat, can she sell it?

Although Wu Julan scrubbed with her, she was not optimistic about her daughter's business at all.

But now that the pigs have been bought, she can't go back, so she can only let her be ho.

If Ming'er can't sell it, then send a small bowl to each family in the village.

After all, on this hot day, their family can't eat so much, so they can't let them get rancid, right?

Xiao Hong listened to her mother's long sigh with a sad face while scrubbing, and began to silently look forward to her being able to sell it all tomorrow, so that she could know her ability.

Moreover, if you can get off to a good start this time, you will be able to have a say at home in the future.

Zhao Youqiang went to the He family's orchard to help today, and he was also in charge of the meal at noon, and he wouldn't come back to eat, so they took turns to eat lunch, and the four of them continued to clean.

Wu Julan and the others watched Xiao Hong scrubbing with flour and soda powder, feeling sorry for her wasting good things.

Xiao Hong herself regretted tinkering with this thing to make money, it was really laborious and polluted the air.

Whether it is the large intestine of the pig or the lungs of the pig, it must be patiently cleaned.

Especially in this summer, she is worried that she will suffer from heat stroke.

It was busy until more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was finally cleaned up, the cut of the pieces, and the cut of the sections.

Fortunately, there are three pots in the earthen stove in the countryside, and there must be a large cauldron among them.

This cauldron is used to cook pig food in winter, or to boil water when killing pigs, and to marinate pigs' heads after killing pigs.

Now they can also put down all the pigs they have washed.

Xiao Hong found a piece of gauze to wrap the spices, poured white wine and rice wine before slowly marinating.

As soon as they started the fire, Mrs. Zhao came in with a repaired big rooster: "Fourth daughter-in-law, you cook fragrant vegetables, you stew this chicken, add more potatoes to it, otherwise there will be too many people, and a few chopsticks will bottom out." ”

"Whoa!" Wu Julan hurriedly took it, and she was so excited that she didn't know what to say.

This is the first time her mother-in-law has been so generous to her?

Xiao Hong's mouth was sweet: "Grandma, you are so good to me, we bought more than three catties of pork belly, my stew is fragrant, wait for you and grandpa to eat more." ”

poured her a bowl of cold boiled water: "My grandmother's ancestor was a chef, so she taught me to make pork belly soup, saying that this can nourish the stomach and make up for weakness, and you can try my craft later." ”

The main thing is that she can't hide the smell of the pig in the water, and she is going to add a pork belly soup at night to calm her mother's heart.

lest they always worry that they will not be able to sell their pigs.

Mrs. Zhao was also very happy when she heard it: "Okay, then I must eat more." ”

Seriously, it's no wonder that she is usually dissatisfied with her little daughter-in-law, and she can't say a few nice words when she sees her, making herself look like a bad mother-in-law.

Even with her little granddaughter, she doesn't like to be close to them, which makes her feel good.

I didn't expect this Xiao Hong to be able to speak, even if she knew in her heart that she was just coaxing herself, but it was appropriate to hear this.

The pork belly soup is boiled in a steel pot on a briquette stove, and the other two pots start to stew the chicken and meat.

It was only after five o'clock in the afternoon, and the first to arrive was Zhao Youzhen's family, the youngest daughter of Mrs. Zhao.

They rode two bicycles, and as soon as they entered the door, Zhao Youzhen looked at Fan Xiaohong, and after a few polite greetings, they were pulled outside by Mrs. Zhao to talk.

Xiao Hong saw their family, but she almost couldn't control her frown.

Zhao Youzhen is not yet forty, medium height is fat, fortunately her skin is white, and she looks young.

She was an elementary school teacher, wearing light blue short-sleeved and gray pants, and she looked like she was from the city.

Her daughter Yao Ruqing also looks like her mother, white and fat.

But now they are very popular with such looks, and they seem to be blessed.

But my uncle Yao Guangrong is like a second-rate child, short in height, at most one meter seven, and is a sales person in a towel factory.

After he entered the door, his glasses eyes were very restless and kept meowing between Wu Julan and Xiao Hong and Xiao Fang.

After Zhao Youzhen and Yao Ruqing followed Mrs. Zhao outside, his eyes became even more unscrupulous, and he said with a hippie smile: "Little sister-in-law, your two daughters are slim and slim, how about I be a matchmaker for them?" ”

Wu Julan was not enthusiastic about him, and said with a cold face: "No need, they are still young and still studying?" ”

"Girl's family, it's good to be in high school." Yao Guangrong raised his glasses with his hand: "It costs a lot of money to go to college now, and ordinary people can't afford it, if they don't want to get married, then go to work in our factory, right?" ”

He boasted to himself: "Just by virtue of my popularity in the factory, I can arrange them casually, like Tingting Feifei and their sisters, don't you rely on my relationship to enter the factory?" ”

Wu Julan thanked her perfunctorily: "Thank you for your trouble, but their sisters have good academic performance, as long as they can be admitted to college, we will smash the pot and sell iron for them to go to college." ”

After speaking, he persuaded him: "It's hot in the kitchen, why don't you go and sit outside first?" ”

She really doesn't like her sister-in-law's man, a few years ago he came to visit the door, and he was the only one at home, and he actually said some explicit things to himself, and he wanted to do something.

Fortunately, her man was back, otherwise she wouldn't have dared to think about what he would do to her.

But this kind of thing, she is not good at telling her man, and she doesn't dare to show it a little, so she is worried about being gossiped about, so she can only suffer this dumb loss.

You know, in this slap-sized village, these things are the most talkative.

Yao Guangrong was reluctant to go out: "It's okay, I'll talk to you." ”

looked at Xiao Hong again and said, "Your name is Xiao Hong, right?" I am your little uncle, and I work as a sales director in the towel factory in the town, and if you don't study in the future, you will come to me, and I will arrange a job for you. ”

Xiao Hong really hates his eyes, his clothes are thin in summer, and it is hot in the kitchen, and his sweaty clothes stick to his body.

And his eyes were so obscene, if it weren't for the fact that driving him out would provoke Mrs. Zhao, she would have wanted to do it.