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The vegetable patch belongs to their entire family.

The original owner didn't farm and didn't bother to take care of it. If she wanted to eat, she would come over and get some to cook. Because of this matter, I often quarreled with Feng Yumei

Feng Yumei got divorced and returned to their own village, so no one took care of the vegetable fields.

Meng Wantang originally only planned to get some cucumbers, but when he saw that the eggplants were good, he got a lot more eggplants. Anyway, if you have a cart, you can put as much as you can.

evening.

Cao Fengying planned to cook. They raised two chickens in their yard and did not grow vegetables.

She just wanted to visit the vegetable patch.

As a result, when we arrived at the vegetable field, there were no cucumbers, no eggplants, and not even a single bean left.

"Who is so wicked? Stealing other people's food!"

Cao Fengying stood on the ground and cursed.

Some people wanted to watch the fun and said, "Sister-in-law, it was your second daughter-in-law who picked all the vegetables."

"What is she doing picking so many vegetables? She can't finish them all?" Cao Fengying suddenly looked sad and sighed as she sat there, "What kind of evil did our family do to marry such a prodigal daughter-in-law? So many cucumbers , so many eggplants, and this shelf full of beans, she was left to light them all by herself."

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What Cao Fengying said at noon soon reached Meng Wantang's ears.

When Miao Yinhua heard that she was making pickles, she came over to help. By the way, she vividly performed for Meng Wantang the words she heard at noon.

"You weren't there. If you saw your mother-in-law's expression, you would definitely quarrel with her. I wasn't familiar with you before, so I thought you were the kind of person your mother-in-law said. Now I realize that you just don't want to talk to her. A mother-in-law is as knowledgeable as a mother-in-law."

"If it were me, I would be quite angry too."

Meng Wantang would definitely be so angry that she couldn't sleep if she thought about all the food in her house being eaten.

Even if I go to the vegetable garden in the future, I will feel panicked when I see those vegetables.

She just deliberately made Cao Fengying feel uncomfortable.

It would be difficult for her to do this at home. Fortunately, Lu Qingye was away from home on a business trip these days.

"You dried the vegetables and put them directly in a big vat to make pickled vegetables?"

Meng Wantang shook his head: "I don't make sauerkraut, I make kimchi."

"What is kimchi?" Miao Yinhua had never heard of it.

"Kimchi is the sauerkraut made by people in the south. The cooking method is different from ours."

"How can you cook the dishes made by people from the south?" Miao Yinhua was particularly confused.

"There used to be an old lady in our compound, and her family was from the south. She would make this kimchi every year. I thought the kimchi was quite delicious, so I learned from the old lady."

Meng Wantang and Miao Yinhua washed all the vegetables and put them aside to dry.

She also specially cut the cucumbers into strips.

Cucumbers make pickles.

The green beans are ready to be made into kimchi.

To make kimchi, you have to buy a jar.

Meng Wantang wiped her hands and went into the house to get the money.

"Sister-in-law, I'll go to the street and buy a jar."

Miao Yinhua sat up from the bench and said, "Then why don't you buy a jar for our family? I will follow you and learn how to make kimchi."

"Row."

Miao Yinhua was very happy.

"Then I'm going to get the beans."

"Then you can come back after I buy the jar."

"It's done."

It's still early now, not yet time for lunch.

Meng Wantang rode her bicycle and walked into the street.

She walked around the department store and didn't see anyone selling kimchi jars.

She passed by the gate of the vinegar farm and saw several large jars in the yard, so she asked the man at the door.

"Uncle, where did you buy this jar in your factory?"

If Meng Wantang was asking someone else, he might not really know where he bought this stall. The old man watching at the door really knows.

His son works in a porcelain factory.

The jars they appeared on were bought after he talked to his son.

"This is made in our porcelain factory."

"Porcelain factory?"

Meng Wantang didn't expect that their small county town actually had a porcelain factory.

"Uncle, where is the porcelain factory?" Meng Wantang asked politely.

The uncle stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "You go from the east, turn south, go through that intersection, and then go north. When you see a highway, you can just walk a mile east." Saw the porcelain field.”

"Thank you uncle."

"No need to thank you, it's just a matter of two sentences."

After the uncle finished speaking, he strolled back to his little bench, sat under the shade and fanned himself.

Meng Wantang felt dizzy after hearing this.

She silently wrote down all the directions.

Go directly east.

The pattern in the north is different from that in the south.

In the south you can’t tell the difference between south, south and north.

Basically all the houses and streets in the north face south.

It's easy to get your bearings.

Although Meng Wantang has a poor sense of direction, as long as he follows the alley, he can distinguish the southeast from the northwest.

She rode her bicycle along the avenue for a mile before she saw the porcelain factory.

The door of the porcelain factory was open, and a young-looking man got out of the car and was about to walk into the porcelain factory.

Upon seeing this, Meng Wantang hurriedly followed.

Unexpectedly, the man was quite alert. When he heard the footsteps, he turned around and saw Meng Wantang's face clearly, and was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that the person he caught up with was a pretty girl.

"May I ask what's the matter?"

This man is quite polite.

Meng Wantang laughed before she could speak.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling face with your hand.

"Hello, comrade, is this a porcelain factory?"

Gao Peng was dazzled by Meng Wantang's bright and gentle smile.

This is the first time in his life that he has seen a beautiful, dizzying girl.

The skin is glowing white.

When she's not smiling, she still feels like a fairy descending to earth. When she's smiling, she wants people to hold all the good things in front of her.

Gao Peng coughed twice uncomfortably: "Yes, this is the porcelain factory."

"Oh, that's it. I want to buy two jars. I wonder if they are sold here?"

Meng Wantang frowned in distress.

Gao Peng blurted out instantly.

"Sell!"

"Really?"

Meng Wantang's face was filled with surprise and her eyes were filled with laughter.

Gao Pengxin said that even if it was not available, he would still make it now.

"What kind of jar do you want?" Gao Peng asked her.

"You wait."

Meng Wantang lowered his head and flipped through his schoolbag.

She took out a piece of paper from her bag with a pickle jar drawn on it.

"I just want to buy a jar like this, but I don't know if the factory has it."

Meng Wantang couldn't figure out the identity of the man in front of him, but judging from his clothes, if he wasn't from the porcelain factory, he was definitely someone with status.

Maybe he came to the porcelain factory to do some work.

Through this person's relationship, I should be able to get the kimchi jar.

Gao Peng felt relieved when he saw the kimchi jar drawn on the paper.

"We do have such a jar here."

Meng Wantang made a sharp gesture in an instant: "Do you have a 30 kilogram jar?"