Chapter 77: Pickles
Zhao Hehua's family was so anxious in the pigsty that they scratched their ears and cheeks.
It was already noon, and still no one had come to call them for dinner.
In the morning, the village chief sent a lot of food, and Zhao Hehua's greedy eyes were about to fall, and he couldn't wait to chase it in and grab it.
But Lu Qingcao guarded her like a thief, and closed the courtyard door casually, and couldn't see the situation inside.
The rain trickled like cow's hair, sprinkled on the black and oily green tiles.
Gollum......
I don't know whose stomach screamed, Tian Xiao'e hugged her son and urged: "Mother, why haven't you eaten yet, Jiabao is hungry." ”
Su Jiabao was sleepy-eyed, heard the movement and glanced at it, and then fell asleep again on Tian Xiao'e's shoulder.
Although the conditions of the pigsty are good, the five people living in it are still crowded, and there are no beds on the ground, only some dry straw.
Afraid that the child would freeze, Tian Xiao'e fell asleep with the child in her arms all night.
"Mother, why don't I go and see? Even if you don't eat it, you have to eat! Su Dazhuang volunteered.
After being hungry all morning, he couldn't wait.
A faint fragrance came from the backyard, mixed with the rain and drifted into the noses of several people.
Tian Xiao'e took two puffs hard, and looked at the backyard greedily: "It's bud rice porridge!" It's so fragrant, with small pickles, I don't change it for an emperor. ”
Her saliva flowed from hunger.
Zhao Lotus glanced at her and said disdainfully: "That's all you need!" ”
She sat beside Su Eryou on crutches, limping, and cursed in a low voice: "A white-eyed wolf with no conscience, eat alone, why don't you choke to death!" You go and see, and the end point will be given to Eryou to eat. ”
After getting the order, Tian Xiao'e walked over with the child in her arms and knocked on the door.
Knock Knock Knock –
There was a knock on the closed courtyard door, and it took a while for someone to answer: "What are you doing?" ”
Lu Erli stretched out her little head and looked at Su Dazhuang and his wife with a frown.
Her demeanor is exactly the same as Lu Qingcao's, especially the downward tilting of the corners of her mouth.
"Eat!" Su Dazhuang pushed her away and squeezed into the door.
The backyard was very lively in the morning, and the laughter and talking drifted to the front yard like smoke, and Su Dazhuang was tickled.
Now I can finally see it clearly.
In the open space in the backyard, a linoleum cloth was pulled from the left to the right, covering the open space tightly.
Under the linoleum cloth, there are several pots of pickles, and in the basins are green vegetable juice.
Lu Qingcao and the others were in the stove room, some squatting at the door to eat, and some were sitting behind the pot table in the stove room.
"What about eating? What do you eat? Bud rice porridge? It's really fragrant...... "Tian Xiao'e took the child around the courtyard, and the greedy hara was about to flow out.
She squatted at the door of the stove room and looked at Lu Qingcao with a smile: "Qingcao, you said you, why didn't you call us for dinner!?" My mother is almost hungry. ”
She stretched her neck and looked into the pot twice, and saw that there was still half a pot of porridge, so she breathed a sigh of relief: "This porridge is really good, it's not thin at all." ”
She was about to go to Sheng with the child in her arms.
Everyone was dumbfounded, not daring to say a word more.
The courtyard suddenly fell silent.
Lu Qingcao's eyes crossed two points of disgust, and he poured the remaining porridge in the bowl into the chicken pen, got up and dusted it and said, "Want to eat?" Do it yourself at home. ”
In the morning, the village chief told her that the Su family's house had indeed collapsed by the rain.
However, only a small back room collapsed, and it was not delayed at all.
There is no need for such a sleeping pigsty.
Tian Xiao'e's face turned blue, she gritted her teeth and cried: "If we really don't have nowhere to go, we won't live in the pigsty, Qingcao, this is your own nephew, and you just watched him starve to death?" ”
Lu Qingcao rolled her eyes: "The child was not born by me, and I have no obligation to raise it." ”
"Look at what she said!" Su Da jumped on his feet.
This is the only male in the Su family, and Lu Qingcao doesn't pay attention to it at all!
"If you want to live, you can live, if you don't want to live, get out of here, my family doesn't feed idlers." Lu Qingcao turned around and put another bowl of bud rice porridge.
The fingernail-sized bud rice tastes sweet, soft and glutinous, warm and filling.
"You, you...... You're going to starve us! Tian Xiao'e swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva angrily.
Her eyes never took off the bud rice porridge.
"Yes, I'm going to starve you to death, and I'm going to skin your corpses, tear them apart, stew them into bone broth and cook noodles to eat. That taste, take a sip to fresh off your eyebrows. Lu Qingcao followed her words, and as she spoke, her face was full of intoxication, and her eyes looked at Tian Xiao'e with gloomy eyes.
Tian Xiao'e was almost scared.
She's eaten people! She must have eaten someone!
Tian Xiao'e had a voice in her head that kept shouting, she was so frightened that she trembled, and ran to the front yard with the child in her arms.
Several people who ate together were holding bowls and watching jokes, and some people gathered together to whisper.
Su Dazhuang only felt that his scalp was numb, he didn't say a word, and stumbled out.
How capable do you think you are, that's all?
Lu Qingcao snorted coldly, raised his head and drank the bud rice porridge.
After eating, the aunts gathered in the middle of the courtyard.
"Grass, these pickles have to be pickled for at least half a month, and they can't be eaten now!"
"Grass, what are you doing with so many pickles? Just these few jars are enough to eat until the year after tomorrow. ”
Several people chattered non-stop, and they all looked at the pickles in the jar curiously.
said that it was pickled vegetables, Lu Qingcao was a layman among laymen, so he invited a few aunts to demonstrate.
After all, living in someone's house, the aunts are also meticulous in their work, and they pickled seven or eight jars of pickles in the morning.
Every household in the village pickles pickles, but the taste is much the same.
"Auntie, is there any way to make pickles marinate quickly?" Lu Qingcao looked at the half-human-tall vat and fell into deep thought.
It takes half a month for a pot of vegetables, and three thousand catties of pickles have to be pickled for half a year.
There is simply not enough time.
"What can be done? We can't use it in a hurry! The aunts laughed and joked.
"yes, unless God sets the clock faster. Hahahaha. The crowd laughed.
Only Lu Qingcao paid attention.
Hurry up and say yes!
Without saying a word, she took out all the remaining vegetables.
The vegetables were planted by herself, and they didn't grow much, adding up to about 100 catties.
Coupled with the previous purchase from outside, it is not enough.
Looking at the green vegetables in the yard, the aunts put away their smiling faces and said seriously: "Qingcao, what are you doing here?" There won't be any disaster, right? ”
"Yes, Qingcao, don't hide what you know, auntie, your aunt will remember you well in the future." Several people spoke.
It is said that madmen and fools are different from ordinary people, so Lu Qingcao has a little more special ability in their eyes for no reason.