Seventy-year-old book: The villain Zaizai’s best mother

She remembered the key points Xia Mingshuang emphasized.

The flour has lumps and needs to be sifted carefully. The eggs need to be separated from the egg whites and egg yolks. The egg whites need to be beaten. Two drops of white vinegar must be added, and white sugar must be added...

She can do it!

But for some reason, she obviously followed Xia Mingshuang's instructions, but she made mistakes because Xia Mingshuang was not around.

This is not a failure to pass the egg white!

Forget it, in fact, it’s the same as just mixing the egg whites and egg yolks with the flour and stirring them into a paste. These days, no one has to eat eggs. Free eggs, oil, and sugar are already a rare delicacy.

She feels no difference!

Pour it into the mold and bake it in the oven. How many minutes does it take? Oops, is this fire too big or too small? It seems like it was not preheated in advance?

In the past, when Xia Mingshuang was there to help her, she felt that she was quite capable and could actually bake the cake so well. But now that Xia Mingshuang was not here, she was in a hurry, feeling that her brain was no longer hers, and her hands were no longer hers.

At this time, the deputy director rode over. As soon as he entered the backyard, he asked anxiously: "Where is Xia Mingshuang, are you here?"

Wang Jinling said hurriedly: "Director, I have been busy for half the morning, and she hasn't come yet."

The deputy director became anxious and said, "What a nonsense! Hurry up and ride to call her!"

Wang Jinling whispered: "Director, maybe she has something to do at home, maybe she doesn't want to work overtime."

The deputy director raised his voice, "Why are there so many opportunities? She has to work overtime even if everything comes from the sky. Go and call her!"

Wang Jinling took credit and said: "Director, I...I have learned it, and I can do it too. I came to work before dawn, and now it is baked."

The deputy director didn't believe it: "You can?"

Wang Jinling vowed: "Of course, I learned it!"

At this moment, the director smelled something sticky and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Jinling's expression changed and she hurriedly ran to the oven to take a look. She hurriedly opened the oven lid and reached out to pick up the baking pan, "Ah——"

She screamed and was so anxious that she forgot to wear cotton gloves and was burned. And a few lumps of dough, which were roasted black, crackled on the ground. The sound could kill a child.

The deputy director's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he gritted his teeth: "Wang Jinling!"

He didn't care that this was the person Zhou Yue'e arranged to come in, and scolded her angrily.

You damn girl can just come in and do some work and get paid. Do you really think you can make snacks? Te Niang’s connections are not scary, it’s the connections that are rubbish that are scary, no, no, no, rubbish is not scary either, what’s scary is that the rubbish has no self-awareness and thinks he has talent!

"You, immediately, immediately, go and invite Xia Mingshuang back to me!" the deputy director roared.

Wang Jinling's handbags were so hot that she had blisters on the spot. She felt sore and numb but didn't dare to say anything. She was still very aggrieved. She obviously did it according to the teachings of Xia and Ming. How could she fail? Are you afraid that Xia Mingshuang is hiding his secrets and deliberately teaching himself wrong?

Today is Sunday, Xia Mingshuang is very busy at home.

Last night, she boiled water and took Miao Miao and Xiao Zaizai to wash their hair and take a bath, and rushed the big and strong to wash their hair. The two brats didn't want to wash because they were too cold and troublesome. As a result, Xia Mingshuang provoked her and said, "They are... Men, if you want to be a soldier of the People's Liberation Army in the future, how can you be a soldier if you are even afraid of taking a shower?" The two brothers quickly went to wash themselves off.

It takes a long time for a family to change out a pile of clothes.

Xia Mingshuang felt that washing so many clothes at home would be too wasteful, so it would be better to wash them in the river. It's just that the temperature in the north was already quite low in mid-September. It was freezing in the morning and evening and she had to wear cotton-padded clothes. The river water was too cold, so she didn't want to go.

She looked at Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang. Pi Xiao Zi was not afraid of the cold. They were playing wildly outside in the winter, so it shouldn't be a big deal to wash their clothes.

It’s not that she wants to exploit her children, it’s just that there is no washing machine, so washing clothes by hand is not suitable for her.

A daughter is reluctant to take charge of her, so doesn’t she have to take charge of her two sons?

What is the purpose of giving birth to a son? You can't coddle yourself into a little princess, right? You have to use it!

She asked Dazhuang and Erzhuang to wash clothes in the river, while she took Miao Miao to cook delicious food for them at home.

Da Zhuang had a straight face, expressionless and his tone was flat, "That's not possible, we have to go to the production team to earn work points."

Xia Mingshuang: "It's September and we're planting wheat. What kind of job do you have?"

Da Zhuang glanced at her rudely, haha, but said nothing. He still wanted to save face for his mother. Seeing that she had changed something, well, for the sake of her being a prodigal son, he also prepared delicious food for them, so he would not laugh at her. It makes people laugh when you say this. You are a rural person, but you don't know the solar terms and farming seasons. It shows that you don't work normally.

There are several groups of people doing busy work in the local area at this time. The crops are good. Now they are driving cattle, mules and other livestock to start plowing the land, applying base fertilizer and harrowing the land. This is to prepare for planting winter wheat.

But the summer sweet potatoes in the field have not been finished yet. I have been busy drying the melons for a long time, and now there are still some left. Seeing that the weather is not that cold, I will dig them out a few days after the frost and divide the rations directly, and transport them back to each family. Store the sweet potatoes in the cellar or kang cave to eat fresh sweet potatoes in winter.

In addition, the elderly and children also have to pick cotton. Of course, there is no good cotton on the plants anymore, and the cotton at this time will no longer be sold to the commune cotton station, but will be kept and distributed to the commune members for their own use based on work points.

If you want to completely pull out the cottonwood, as long as you are not in a hurry to clear the land for winter wheat, you can do it until October.

As the male laborer in the family, how could he not earn work points?

Xia Mingshuang looked at his stern face and knew that he was slandering her. But she was not angry. She persuaded the two children to do the laundry instead of going to work. "Both your father and I make money. You can only earn two or three cents a day at work. What are you doing?"

Da Zhuang was unhappy, "Do I earn two or three cents? What I earn are work points!"

Work points can be divided into firewood, cotton, etc.

Er Zhuang laughed there, and he pulled Da Zhuang's arm to signal the eldest brother not to be too stubborn. He smiled and said: "Mom, let's not go to work but wash clothes. Can you give us two or three cents?"

Xia Mingshuang felt that there was nothing wrong with the child bargaining and wanting to make money. Er Zhuang was a military advisor in the original plot, and this kid was particularly good at making money and had a natural business acumen. In the original plot, he and Da Zhuang were mixed in society, and he could secretly make a fortune, giving the two brothers endless money to spend, otherwise they wouldn't be able to build relationships.

It's a pity that he was killed. If he lived to his 90s, he would definitely become a rich generation.

Before Xia Mingshuang could agree, Miao Miao scolded them with a straight face, "You are so good at working for your own family and getting paid for it! Are there any clothes for you two? Are you not eating or sleeping? Why don't you two say anything? Where to pay?”

Da Zhuang couldn't stand her barrage of attacks. This sister was shy and timid with others and dared not speak. She was like a little pepper to him.

He said: "I didn't ask for money."

Erzhuang: "No..." We haven't agreed yet, brother, you have been plotted.