If someone else said this, Chen Hongxia might still be skeptical.

But this was said by Su Maimang, and Chen Hongxia was immediately convinced.

"Maizi, what are you talking about with preserved apricots and apricot jam? Is it easy to do? Can we do it? ”

Su Maimang nodded heavily, "It's easy to do!" We can all do it, but most people don't think about it. ”

Chen Hongxia was relieved when she heard Su Maimang's answer.

Of course, it would be the best to be able to make it!

It would be a great thing to be able to make it so that the old Chen family could also make some money and live a good life from now on.

An hour later, Su Dajun drove a tractor and came back with Mrs. Su and others.

There were several bags of noodles in the body, as well as two bags of wheat bran.

That is, the layer of skin on the surface of the wheat when grinding the dough.

In difficult times in the past, wheat bran was also a rare and good food.

Now life is not so difficult, and no one will eat wheat bran anymore, they will all take home to the pigs or chickens and ducks at home.

The Su family raised a lot of pigs, chickens and ducks, and these wheat bran couldn't be eaten for long.

But fortunately, it is not only for poultry to eat wheat bran, but also mixed with some grass, which can last for a while.

That night, the Su family ate their newly harvested grain this year.

At this time, the flour mill grinds the noodles, in order to grind more noodles, and will not grind finely, there will be some fine wheat husks in the noodles, and the color of the flour is not as good as Fuqiang flour, but it is harmless.

The freshly ground wheat flour is full of flour fragrance, and the scallion pancake fished out with it is simply fragrant.

Not to mention the Su Wei brothers, even Su Maimang, who had the smallest amount of food, also ate a scallion pancake bigger than her face by herself.

After the meal, it was not very dark, so the family washed and scrubbed, sat in the yard and chatted for a while, and then went back to the house to sleep.

Early the next morning, the genius was bright, and the chickens in the yard began to crow, and everyone in the Su family got up.

Sweepers, laundry workers, cooks, and carry water all perform their duties, busy, and organized.

After breakfast, as soon as the family packed up and prepared to go out, Su Maimang saw dozens of people coming towards this side.

Even though it was still a long way away, just looking at the number of people, Su Maimang knew that it must be someone from the Chen family who came.

Sure enough, as the crowd gradually approached, Su Maimang also saw clearly that the faces of these people were indeed from the Chen family.

Su Maimang trotted up to meet him, and his grandmother, grandfather, uncle, aunt and cousin kept shouting.

At this time, young people in the countryside got married earlier as long as they got out of school.

Among the grandchildren of the Chen family, the youngest is three years older than Su Maimang, and they are all married.

Even the more than ten children in the top row are running all over the ground to make soy sauce.

That is, they did not bring their daughters-in-law and children here, otherwise the number would be even higher.

Even in Shili Eight Villages, Chen Jia is also a thriving family.

Old Man Chen and Mrs. Chen are more than ten years older than Su Lao Tai, and they are already over 70 years old.

But both of them are very healthy, and they walk vigorously, no worse than young people.

When the two approached, one of them grabbed Su Maimang's hand, and looked Su Maimang up and down with wide eyes.

After a long while, Old Lady Chen smiled and nodded, "It looks taller than before!" ”