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

Da Zhuang didn't say anything, and Xia Mingshuang didn't ask.

When the time is almost up, let everyone go to bed quickly.

It didn't rain the next day, but it was foggy early in the morning, so we couldn't go to work for the time being. We still went to the production team to shell corn.

Gu Heping came over to put the finishing touches on the earth kiln oven, tidied it up, and asked Xia Mingshuang to inspect it.

Xia Mingshuang was very satisfied and gave him two yuan in wages in addition to the materials.

Two yuan is a lot in the countryside. After all, he goes to the production team to earn ten work points a day, which is only fifty cents at most.

He didn't want that much, just one piece was enough.

Xia Mingshuang: "Big brother came here yesterday. I can't help you. Just take it and don't let anyone know."

Gu Heping smiled and said, "Thank you very much, sister-in-law."

He asked Xia Mingshuang to try burning the fire to see where the smoke was leaking, and he could help fix it on the spot.

Xia Ming dual ignition check, everything is good.

She praised Gu Heping, "If there is construction work in the city in the future, it would be good for Heping to lead a group of people to form a construction team."

Gu Heping laughed, "My sister-in-law is the only one who thinks highly of me."

Xia Mingshuang asked him to help clean and install the two small stone mills at home.

Generally, large rollers and millstones are shared by the village, and each family will have their own masons grind medium or small millstones for grinding slurry and so on.

Xia Mingshuang's family has a medium-sized plate and a small-sized plate. No one cares about these things, so they are still there.

The small millstone can be pushed by one person while sitting, making it very convenient for daily cooking.

Gu Heping helped Xia Mingshuang get it done, then took the money and left.

When he met Zhang Lezi on the road, Gu Heping didn't like to talk to him.

But Zhang Laizi came forward with saliva on his face, "Heping, have you gone to your wife's house?"

Gu Heping said displeased: "Be respectful, that's my brother Yunshan's house, and that's my sister-in-law."

Zhang Laizi pouted, what are you pretending to be? Don’t you just have a crush on her?

In the past few days, he had been hanging around Xia Mingshuang's house whenever he had something to do, keeping an eye on who frequented her house and who had private dealings with her.

Don't let him get the hang of it!

But the more he quietly stared at Xia Mingshuang, the more he felt that this woman was handsome, and he was very moved by looking at her.

For breakfast, Xia Mingshuang simply made egg soup and heated up the leftover pancakes from last night. After everyone finished eating, they went about their business.

Xia Ming/Hui was not in a hurry to leave, she wanted to finish making Da Zhuang's cotton coat.

Xia Mingshuang soaked some corn grits and millet, soaked them for a long time to ferment slightly, then grinded the paste with a small stone, and then directly put it on the griddle to make pancakes.

Today she will make chicken cakes first, and then go to the market tomorrow to show the braids.

With the handy earthen kiln oven, Xia Ming’s double-roasted chicken cakes are very handy.

The baked chicken cake is golden brown, with an oily sheen, and a sweet smell that makes people salivate.

Xia Ming/Hui was making clothes on the kang and couldn't help but ask: "Sister, what are you doing?"

She kept making clothes, and then she heard Xia Mingshuang beating eggs, stirring batter, and shaking things below.

Xiao Zai Zai has already eaten it once, but this time it looks better and tastes sweeter!

He was so happy that his big eyes narrowed, "Mom, it's delicious."

Xia Mingshuang handed him one, then carried it into the room to share with Xia Xiaomei.

Xia Ming/Hui was shocked, her sister was getting more and more powerful.

Xia Mingshuang: "I brushed it with egg wash when baking, so it looks golden in color, which is very good. It would be even better if it was brushed with honey."

Xia Ming/Hui took a bite, and it was so delicious that she couldn't help but squint her eyes, "Sister, it's so delicious, even better than the one from the supply and marketing cooperative!"

Xia Mingshuang smiled and said: "Then I will bake it again quickly."

I will sell the chicken cake to Twice tomorrow. If possible, I will go to the commune and sell it quietly later, mainly to exchange for food stamps.

There is Gu Yunshan in the family who can make money. She is not short of money, she is short of food.

When the three children came back from work at noon, they were all amazed by the delicious chicken cakes they had eaten.

Xia Mingshuang discussed with them, "Mom wants to take it to the commune tomorrow to see if we can exchange it for more food."

Da Zhuang hesitated for a moment and said, "Didn't the captain say that there are some speculators out there?"

Don't get caught. If dad isn't home then, who will fish mom out?

Xia Mingshuang: "You pushing a cart is considered speculation, and I only have a few kilograms of chicken cakes, so what is speculation? This is called mutual exchange."

Da Zhuang: "..." His mother is very good at reasoning now, okay, as long as she is happy.

In the afternoon, Xia Mingshuang made a few more roasts and planned to go to the commune with the chicken cakes to sell them tomorrow.

When the corn grits and millet were almost soaked, Xia Mingshuang sat on the maza and ground them again until they were all pulped.

Grinding slurry is easier than grinding dry powder directly.

In order to make it more delicate, she grinded it three times, and then put the syrup in a large basin to clear. When the water and batter are separated, pour out the water, take the batter to the griddle on the side of the oven, and spread the pancakes directly.

In modern times, Xia Mingshuang is keen on studying various kinds of food. When he was in college, he collected delicacies from his hometown with his classmates and cooked them himself for them to taste.

Later, the media praised her for her ability to pursue elegant gastronomy and art, but also for her ability to pursue secular, homely food.

She has studied all kinds of pancakes, roasting, stir-fried dough, bowls, rice noodles, noodles, wontons, dumplings, steamed cakes, etc., and even improved the taste according to her own preferences.

Not only did she open her own restaurant and hotel chain, she also had her own window in the cafeterias of various universities, which was very popular among diners.

Now it's just satisfying the appetites of a few little cubs, which is naturally trivial.

She made the fire by herself and spread the pancakes by herself. She was busy but not in a hurry, and her movements were as beautiful as flowing water.

Xia Minghui and Xiao Zai Zai stood aside and stared blankly.

Xia Ming/Hui: "Xiao Zhuangzhuang, when did your mother become so powerful?" Why doesn't she remember that her sister is so powerful?

Xiao Zaizai pursed her lips slightly, her eyes bright and warm, "Mom, it's so hot. I wash clothes and cook when I wake up."

Following Xia Mingshuang these days, he speaks much more eloquently.

Xia Minghui thought for a while, so it was the heavy rain a month ago? She knew that her sister went back to Xiajiagou to look for Song Yanmin, but she couldn't find him and was stabbed by Song Mei instead. My parents still felt sorry for my sister after they found out. They wanted to see her but were afraid of her irritation, so they never came.

So it's a good thing that my sister has thought about it and won't miss Yeonmin-hyung anymore.

Xia Minghui is happy for her sister.

Xia Mingshuang looked back at them and said with a smile: "Come, try the pancakes I made."

Xia Minghui led Xiao Zaizai over, and the two of them squatted there to taste the pancakes.

"Wow, it's so sweet. It's so delicious!"

Xia Minghui: "Sister, did you add sugar?"

Xia Mingshuang: "No need. After the grain is soaked and slightly fermented, it already contains sugar."