The house built by Chen Xiuyun is not much different from the layout of the small courtyard where he lives now, but the stove that used to be the same as the shack has been turned into a serious kitchen, but the wall of the kitchen is not even adobe, it is directly made of yellow mud and wheat straw mixed with the earthen wall, and the work of the village wall master is found.

There were three main houses, one hall and two huts, and a room was built on the east side, which was made exactly the same material as the kitchen.

The most expensive thing is the three rooms at the front, the ground is also paved with red bricks, the beams and tiles on the roof are also a lot of money, and the daily meals for the workers are also a lot of expenses. If Chen Yi hadn't given fish and chickens, she would have spent more.

Chen Xiuyun looked at the little money left in her pocket, her face did not show any different color, and the corners of her mouth even bubbled out.

"Xiuyun, it's not enough for your family to build this house for 200 yuan." The sister-in-law of the Lin family asked curiously.

This is definitely not enough, who hasn't built a house? There are no three hundred in the three rooms, and there are no three hundred.

Chen Xiuyun said with a smile: "When I went home to visit relatives a year ago, my father and mother gave me a lot of travel expenses. ”

As soon as Chen Xiuyun said this, the people who came around to see the excitement were not envious. Chen Xiuyun is an educated youth in the countryside, and her family is still in Shanghai, so she has been mailing her a lot over the years.

Jiang Xinyu stood in the crowd, looking at the house that her family was about to build now.

The walls of this adobe house are very thick, seventy or eighty centimeters thick, which is not exposed to the sun in summer and warm in winter. However, if it rains heavily, the exterior walls may be damaged, and the rain may soak through the adobe walls, and the wet adobe will be mud, and the house may collapse.

Jiang Xinyu has a deeper understanding of poverty now.

"Xinyu, go home and boil a pot of mung bean rice porridge." Chen Xiuyun was arranging for Jiang Xinyu to go home to cook, and here Chen Yi came back on a bicycle with a pig into the water and half a pork rib.

Chen Yi handed the ribs to the widow Wang who was standing with the eldest lady and aunt in the crowd.

Widow Wang muttered, "Buy the backbone of the row, it's all bones." ”

The ladies also said that it was better to change it to meat.

The pig was brought by Chen Xiuyun to Chen Yi, and Chen Yi gave Chen Yi the money for the pig in front of everyone.

It was not the first time that Chen Yi had helped bring things to Chen Xiuyun, and the people in the team were not surprised.

Chen Yi supported the ground with one foot, put one foot on the pedal, and looked at Jiang Xinyu: "Go, I'll send you back." ”

The eyes of the eldest ladies and aunts looking at Jiang Xinyu made her face slightly hot.

Now no one in the brigade knows that they are "dealing with each other", if it weren't for the fact that the original owner's father died not long ago, if she wasn't still in school, someone would have urged them to get married.

Jiang Xinyu felt that even if she didn't marry Chen Yi in the future, she wouldn't be able to find anyone else in this team.

Chen Yi wanted to send her home, even her mother didn't have any opinions, a tacit attitude, as for Widow Wang, although her attitude towards her in the past few days was not as enthusiastic as before, she also said it in the past.

Jiang Xinyu sat in the back seat of Chen Yi, and when she passed by the Zhiqing Point, she looked at Su Qingqing squarely, she moved her eyes expressionlessly, and when she saw this female intellectual, she felt unlucky.

Last time, Su Qingqing and Jiang Baoqin pulled each other's hair for Song Minghan at night, but Su Qingqing didn't look for her again during this time, it is estimated that compared to her, Su Qingqing hates Jiang Baoqin more now.

When he arrived at the door, Chen Yi took down the cloth pocket and sent it to her, "There are two pig pancreas in it." ”

Jiang Xinyu said: "You wait, I have something for you." ”

She went into the house and wrapped a portion of the cold mung bean cake that she had just made before going out in oiled paper, and then took it out and gave it to Chen Yi.

Chen Yi had already smelled the fragrance, and his eyebrows were slightly raised, "You did it?" "He didn't even know she was going to make it.

Jiang Xinyu nodded, "I have to ask you to make me a pressing mold...", she said her request, and added: "If you can, the carving is better." ”

Chen Yi carelessly understood what she meant, and nodded, "I'm going home." ”

Jiang Yuzhu took the pig pancreas into the house to deal with it, selected the fascia or something and put it aside, and added it to Xiao Hei when he was ready to make dog food.

Jiang Xinyu cleaned the remaining mung beans at home and boiled them with rice, adding more water and cooking thicker, and when they were cooked, they put some sugar into it, and the fire in the stove did not continue to be added, put it into the grate, and put the steamed bread into it for distillation.

When it was almost cooked, Chen Xiuyun came back.

"Mom, come over here and see what delicious I made." Jiang Xinyu's eyes were full of excitement.

Jiang Yuzhu felt that her little sister would be beaten for a while. The food at home has been tight recently, but the little sister also uses it to make pastries, although the taste is really good, but her mother is sure that it will also be on fire.

Jiang Xinyu gave Chen Xiuyun a piece of mung bean cake cut into pieces like a treasure, Chen Xiuyun felt sweet and soft after tasting it, and there was a milky fragrance, her little girl didn't say that she made it, she thought it was a new dim sum from the supply and marketing cooperative.

"Made of what?" Chen Xiuyun.

Jiang Xinyu: "Mung beans." ”

Chen Xiuyun opened the cabinet and saw that there was not a single mung bean left, and his face was green. How much does this cost to green beans? This mung bean was bought on the black market by her a few years ago, and she usually gives out some bean sprouts or something, and she doesn't cook much soup.

Seeing that Comrade Chen Xiuyun's face was wrong, Jiang Xinyu hurriedly said: "I just used a little, and the rest is in the pot." ”

Jiang Xinyu said: "Mom, I thought of another way to make money. ”

Chen Xiuyun squinted at her, "Just this mung bean cake?" ”

Jiang Xinyu asked rhetorically: "Can't you?" ”

"Mom, one pound of mung beans can make nearly three pounds of mung bean cake, and the peach cake in the supply and marketing cooperatives also sells for seven cents and five pounds, do you say that I make it delicious? Can't a pound be sold for seven cents and five? ”

Jiang Xinyu thinks that making mung bean cake is much easier than making red bean cake, one pot can only make six pieces, her pot is big, and it is not a problem to make six catties of mung bean cake in one pot.

Chen Xiuyun suppressed the anger in her heart, "Why did you cut it like this?" ”

Jiang Xinyu smiled, took out her stationery box, the stationery box was polished, and after pressing the mung bean cake into it, she carefully cut it and cooled it.

After Jiang Xinyu finished speaking, Chen Xiuyun asked again: "Where did the milk flavor come from?" ”

Jiang Xinyu: "I put a little malt milk essence. The mung bean cake was made of lard, and she was afraid that there would be any bad taste, so she pressed it with malt cream, but she didn't expect that the taste was not ordinarily good. The rustling taste has a milky aroma, who will not eat it?

Chen Xiuyun wanted to beat people again.

But thinking of the tinkling sound of the family's poverty now, compared with the red date cake and the hair cake, it seems that this mung bean cake is more profitable.

She didn't say that the little girl was in trouble with the food, she quickly cleaned up the pig that Chen Yi brought back, turned it over and washed it several times, Jiang Xinyu had already put the steamed buns and rice porridge in the pot into a clean wooden basin, added water to the pot, and added spices, Chen Xiuyun began to marinate fat intestines.

(End of chapter)