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"Wantang, why are you still wearing this thing today?" Miao Yinhua asked in a loud voice on purpose.

The female comrades nearby all looked over.

Meng Wantang didn't care at first, since she wouldn't stay in this village long anyway. After she leaves here, she will never have any interaction with the people in this village again.

She didn't care what these people said either.

But now Miao Yinhua's actions moved her very much.

"The sun is too hot. If you don't wear a gauze scarf, your face will get tanned and sunburned. If this layer of skin on your face is sunburned, it will be difficult to recover. They say that one white skin can cover all ugliness, and the same is true People with whiter skin definitely look better."

Meng Wantang explained slowly and found that the eyes around him were still so vaguely evil.

She smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, I made the facial oil used by emperors and concubines in the past. It can make your skin better. I will get you a bottle when I go back later."

"I'm so sorry."

Miao Yinhua is so proud.

"What's the point? I eat your food every day and I'm not embarrassed." In fact, even if it wasn't for today's matter, Meng Wantang planned to get a bottle for Miao Yinhua.

"It's just a little dish, it's not worth anything."

"I didn't make this face cream specially for you. In a few days, when the chrysanthemums are about to bloom, I will make some more. Then I can make some chrysanthemum flavor." Meng Wantang specially bought two for this purpose. potted flowers.

Miao Yinhua was surprised: "Can you still make something with fragrance?"

"of course."

"Hey, isn't that very troublesome to make?"

"good?"

Meng Wantang thought about the production process and didn't think it was difficult to make.

"We have a lot of chrysanthemums at home, and we will give them to you when the time comes. Let me also use chrysanthemum-flavored facial butter." Miao Yinhua was so excited, "Why do you think you are so talented?"

The female comrades around them all stopped talking.

In the crowd, Chen Jiaojiao, who was still very proud, suddenly turned ugly.

For the next few days, the entire brigade was still digging potatoes.

Meng Wantang remembered that when she went to the countryside to treat fellow villagers, every household harvested the autumn very quickly, basically finishing it in a few days.

Who would have thought that there was only such a piece of potato field in the brigade, and the whole village went out to work on it, but they didn't finish it for more than half a month.

No wonder the property will be distributed to each household in the future.

Otherwise, like now, there will be many people working but no efficiency at all.

Some people don't work hard, and dawdling around is only a day's work. Some people work slowly, and even those who work for three days are not as much as others can do in one day.

As a result, the things they received were not much less than others, and some even earned as many work points as those who worked hard.

In the last two days, Meng Wantang did not go to pick up potatoes, but went to the clinic.

Many people in the clinic cannot straighten their waists.

Meng Wantang is busy in the clinic from morning to night.

Only three of their children went to pick potatoes. As for Lu Qingye, he went to work on the third day.

Meng Wantang has been hiding from Lu Qingye these days.

She felt that Lu Qingye's look was terrifying, as if he could eat her up at any time.

When she went to bed last night, she felt as if Lu Qingye could rush over and hug her at any time. She didn't dare to look at him at all, because she was worried that he would suddenly hint at something.

Finally, the potatoes were harvested.

Every household began to divide potatoes.

Meng Wantang went to share the potatoes for the first time. She stood next to Lu Qingye and said excitedly: "So many potatoes belong to our family? What if we can't finish them all or they get spoiled?"

"Put it outside for a while, then put it in the vegetable cellar."

Lu Qingye pushed the car back.

When he got home, Lu Qingye put the potatoes in the firewood shed.

It's dark inside and can't get any sunlight.

Potatoes tend to spoil easily if exposed to the sun.

Let it sit for a few days before sending the potatoes to the vegetable cellar.

Meng Wantang picked a few larger potatoes, raised his head and said to Lu Qingye: "Save these larger potatoes for planting potatoes next year. We can plant some in our backyard."

She wanted to eat potato flour, and she also wanted to eat sweet potato flour.

"As you arrange."

Lu Qingye had no objection.

"What about single pancakes tonight? Shall I fry some shredded potatoes and roll them up to eat?" Meng Wantang asked him.

Lu Qingye: "Then I'll peel the potatoes."

"Okay, get more."

The family members are so good at eating that Meng Wantang doesn’t even dare to cook.

She goes to make noodles.

When she was awake, she opened the kimchi jar and found that all the long beans inside had turned into sour beans. Meng Wantang picked out a piece, put it in his mouth and tasted it.

Eyes suddenly lit up.

The first time I did it, it was successful.

She is such a little genius.

The beans are also delicious.

Meng Wantang fished out a lot, took it into the house and cut it into cubes. He also took a piece of pork belly and cut it into cubes. There is no chili in this jar of sour beans, mainly for children to eat.

My family was poor, had few things, and what I could eat was limited.

Meng Wantang didn't dare to be too particular.

She has tried to provide the best life for her children.

Stir-fried minced pork with sour beans, and as soon as it came out of the pot, the three little guys came running over.

"Mom, what is this?" Gou Sheng was the first to come over and ask.

Meng Wantang glanced at Gou Sheng, who was pretending to be confused, and directly picked up a sour bean for him with chopsticks.

Gou Sheng's sour facial features were wrinkled together.

Meng Wantang thought he didn't want to eat, but the boy said, "Mom, I still want to eat."

"Bring it to the table, you go and eat first."

The single cakes have been baked, and they are all placed in the basin and covered with a curtain.

As soon as Gou Sheng heard this, he immediately brought the dishes to the table.

Two courses.

A pot of lettuce with cucumber strips and green onions.

Since he didn't go to work at night anyway, Lu Qingye put in a few green onions. He rolled less shredded potatoes and basically didn't add much pickles.

Gou Sheng, the tiger kid, put in a lot of sour beans.

While eating, there was only excitement on my face.

Meng Wantang couldn't help but laugh.

After dinner, Lu Qingye cleared the table.

Meng Wantang hesitated whether to enter the house early, but who knew that Lu Qingye went to sleep in the shed.

She looked in the direction of the shack with a stunned expression.

Should he be...

Are you angry with her?

That night, Meng Wantang didn't even sleep well.

In the morning, as soon as Meng Wantang finished cooking, Miao Yinhua came over.

She was carrying a basket of radishes: "I picked these radishes this morning. Didn't you say you can just throw them in the jar?"

"Well, yes."

When Meng Wantang saw so many radishes, she was quite happy that there was one more ingredient on the table.

"By the way, have you heard about it?"

"What?"

Miao Yinhua said mysteriously: "Something happened to the old Wu family in Xiling Village. I heard that they imprisoned a female educated youth. The female educated youth said before that she had returned to the city, but who knew that she had been imprisoned by their family for five years."

Meng Wantang was stunned: "Whose family are you talking about?"

"The old Wu family in Xiling Village? They were the ones who had a son and were taken away and sent to a labor camp."