Chapter Seventy-Two: Marrying a Daughter-in-law? Lo Mei is starting to work!

"That's it, give it up quickly, no one has been able to eat that thing for decades, what can she do with a girl?"

"Don't waste money, spoil your children to have a degree."

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Hearing these words, Grandma Song just smiled and didn't answer, Song Youbao was young and vigorous, and they didn't say anything about their sister's own money, why did a group of external heat keep pointing fingers and rushing up to justify.

"Our family's silver can be spent as much as you want, and the pig water made by my sister is just that the pig's large intestine can't be eaten, and the rest can be eaten, there is still progress, and in a few days, it will definitely be delicious!"

After the roar, everyone was suddenly silenced.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Youyin also added.

"You can't do it for decades, that's because you haven't tried it again and again, others can't make it, then they haven't made tofu, but our sister hasn't made it yet, even if it fails, what if she does, she at least does it, that is, it's ......"

At the end of the day, Song Youyin was stuck, and Song Fubao, who was feeling the happiness of being moved and maintained, whispered: It is a warrior, and it is the bravest person.

"Yes, it's a warrior, just like the first soldier on the battlefield, we all admire her, she is the bravest person, not only to think about new food, but also to listen to your gossip."

After getting Song Fubao's answer, coupled with his own understanding, the people present were speechless.

It seems that this is really the case, no one in the whole village who has more than one hand has made pigs to eat in the water themselves, and they all listen to the conclusion that the butcher, relatives, neighbors, and friends say that they can't eat it and it stinks, so they don't eat it anymore and continue to do so.

And the people who have ever done pig water have indeed only done it once or twice, and they have done it according to the old method, and there is no meaning of always thinking about how to eat it if they have to make it.

Now that Song Fubao has such an ideal, it is already good for a child to have such an ideal, if it is really made, and there is one more food, wouldn't it be better?

Isn't it also beneficial and harmless to them, but they actually gossip about a child, Song Youyin is right, they are wrong.

Most people don't look away with a weak heart, knowing that they are wrong but are embarrassed to admit it.

So they all found excuses to leave and never mentioned it.

Seeing everyone fleeing in the wilderness, Song Fubao gave a thumbs up to Song Youyin and Song Youbao, "My brothers are so powerful, I'm so moved, my brothers are so good at protecting their families, and my sisters-in-law will definitely live happily like me in the future." ”

In the first half of the sentence, the two brothers were still smiling, and when they heard the second half of the sentence, they all pursed their lips shyly and turned their heads, Yang Liuhua and Song Youyin were vaguely sad, and the other men's babies were going to get married after the age of sixteen.

But Song Youtian is eighteen, Song Youjin is seventeen, and Song Youyin is sixteen years old, but because the family is poor, he hasn't said anything about his daughter-in-law until now.

Soon Song Youzhu will be sixteen, so naturally he is even more unsettled, and when they were young, they gave birth to their first child when they were younger.

Although Fu Bao is the daughter of his sister-in-law, a twenty-eight-year-old rookie, but he was also married at the age of thirteen or fourteen, alas, Yang Liuhua sighed, feeling energetic to work again.

She has so many sons, she has to hurry up and earn some money to say to her daughter-in-law,...... gave birth to so many sons, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, Yang Liuhua glared at her man dissatisfied, turned around and left.

Song Lao Er: ......???

How did he mess with her again?

Song Fubao's eyes shifted, pretending not to see it, and when the braised meat is made, he will hand over the tofu to his aunt's family, and the money he earns should be able to marry his brothers' daughters-in-law.

It should be regarded as the reward for taking care of Hanhan's father and mother over the years, anyway, they are all a family, sharing honor and disgrace.

The braised meat is given to your own family, and the moldy tofu is given to your grandparents, just right.

She still has to work, only work makes her happy, and she just does it!

Song Fubao also turned around and went in to see the moldy tofu, and several other cousins ran out to find Song Tongban to continue to help build the house, Grandpa Song and Grandma Song were a little depressed, and hurried to the village to buy soybeans.

For a while, the people in the yard walked clean.

Song Lao Er: ......

What's wrong with everyone?

There was no one to take care of him for a long time, so he had to carry his hoe and go to the field by himself.

Song Fubao went through another three days of making, and finally, when there were still the last two pairs of pigs that Grandma Song had just bought in the stove house, she began to operate them seriously.

First of all, start with the most troublesome and the most troublesome pig intestine that has been causing headaches.

The first step is to soak the pig's large intestine with water, then put it in clean water, add about 20 ml of liquor and a spoonful of salt to soak for a while.

This can make the pig's large intestine softer, and at the same time play a role in sterilization, some dirty things will also be soaked out, and it will be much easier to get when it is cleaned.

The second step is to turn the pig's large intestine upside down, revealing the relatively rough inner wall of the pig's large intestine.

There will be oil and impurities attached to the inner wall, and the odor of the pig's large intestine comes from these oils and intestinal wall attachments, so cleaning the oil and so on a little bit can already remove most of the odor.