Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

Granny Li knew it was Song Tingran who was being polite. They had a large family and could always finish the food. She was so kind that she accepted it and said she would not give it away next time.

Next comes the step of pickling sauerkraut. Granny Li explained: "There must be a jar for pickling sauerkraut. The deeper the better."

Song Tingran was in a daze. Oh no, he only brought cabbage and forgot to bring the vat. He immediately said to the three husbands: "Go back quickly and bring over a vat from home."

Granny Li quickly stopped and said: "That thing is so heavy. What are you doing with it? Isn't this the one? Use this and wait until it's marinated and sent to you."

Song Tingran was a little embarrassed, but Granny Li insisted and continued to make it.

Sang Cheng, Wen Ci, Wen Li, and Song Tingran all watched carefully.

"It's very simple to pickle sauerkraut. It's best to dry the cabbage in the sun for two or three days, but you can do it without drying it."

"Your cabbage looks so clean. You don't even need to wash it. Just cut off the roots and peel off the outer layer of leaves."

Grandma Li was talking and cooking. She picked up the kitchen knife and cut the prepared cabbage into two parts from the middle.

Then place the stems and leaves upside down in the jar and sprinkle with a layer of salt.

"Did you see that each layer of cabbage needs to be sprinkled with a layer of salt, a little more, to prevent it from spoiling?"

With gentle courtesy and gentle words, Sang Cheng said: "Yes."

In addition to the cabbage brought by Song Tingran's family, Grandma Li's own cabbage is also available in the courtyard, which can be pickled together to fill the big vat.

In this comparison, Grandma Li's cabbage is a bit smaller, and the leaves are also a little wrinkled.

"Didn't that person at your house teach you how to grow vegetables last time? Next year, our family will try those methods to see if we can grow such good vegetables."

"Definitely. When the family is free, I will ask Xiao Yuchen to help."

Granny Li said happily: "That's a good relationship, but ah, he doesn't have to do any work, he just provides guidance."

Sang Cheng and the other three also washed their hands and helped Granny Li to play with the cabbage. The more people there were, the faster they would go.

After a while, the jar was filled. Granny Li's eldest daughter and her husband each moved a big stone and came over. Song Tingran hurried over to help.

"This big stone is the secret to the success of sauerkraut. It must be scalded several times with hot boiling water. If possible, it is better to boil it."

Three stones were pressed on the top of the cabbage. Granny Li pressed hard, but it was obviously not enough. Song Tingran said: "I'll do it."

Song Tingran pressed hard until the cabbages were pressed tightly together, and the position of the stone also dropped a little.

Granny Li was very satisfied after seeing it. Her eldest daughter brought a large basin of water and poured it in, leveling it with the cabbage.

"That's it. Then find some rag and cover it with it. In this weather, thirty days will be enough."

"So Easy?"

Song Tingran was pleasantly surprised. She originally thought that this thing must be very laborious, but she didn't expect that it only requires cabbage and salt.

"Yes, how difficult is it? Every household knows it. Your mother..."

Granny Li was also happy for a moment, so she said that the sauerkraut made by Song Tingran's mother back then was the best. Now she looked at Song Tingran with some distress.

"Grandma Li, my mother's spirit in heaven will be happy if she sees me living well."

"Yes, I definitely will. Have you understood this sauerkraut? If you haven't, I'll tell you again."

"I got it, thank you Granny Li, let's go now."

Song Tingran took Sang Cheng and the others back home, and she decided to start pickling sauerkraut right away.

"My wife, Grandma Li said that it is best to dry the cabbage for three days. We are not in a hurry. It may taste better if it is dried."

Sang Cheng persuaded, poured a glass of water for Song Tingran, and then squeezed his shoulders.

Wen Li was also peeling fruit obediently beside him. Wen Ci didn't say anything, but he didn't leave. He wanted to keep company.

"You three learned how to pickle sauerkraut from Granny Li, so you don't need to be so diligent, right?"

Sang Cheng changed from squeezing to beating, with just the right amount of force and very comfortable, but Song Tingran suddenly grabbed his hand, scratched his palm, and asked, "Tell me why."

Sang Cheng's palms were itchy and he couldn't help but laugh, but Song Tingran's grip was tight, not letting him escape at all.

"Master Wife, I said, I said it's not okay?"

He let go of Sang Cheng and grabbed Wen Ci's hand. If he didn't tell the truth, he would be next.

"Well... I am afraid that you will be sad, my wife, so I am staying with you."

"Ok?"

Song Tingran looked at the expressions of the three people and remembered that Granny Li accidentally mentioned the original owner's mother just now. No wonder.

"I'm not sad. Life is so good now, and my mother and father will be very happy."

Sang Cheng deeply agreed. He felt that he and his wife were the same in this respect.

night.

Chang Yuqiao was playing the piano in the room. Song Tingran thought it sounded good and went away after hearing the sound. Although he was her husband, she still knocked on the door politely.

Chang Yuqiao stopped when he heard the knock on the door, walked to the door and opened the door. He was a little surprised to see that it was his wife.

"Didn't bother you?"

"No, my wife, please come in."

Song Tingran walked in and held the door with one hand. Qiao Jinshu prayed, "Can I also go in and listen?"

Chang Yuqiao smiled and said, "Okay."

He sat in front of the Yaoqin and asked, "What does the wife want to hear?"

"It's all good. I think your piano sound is better than before. It seems to have more charm in it."

"Smell?"

"Well, the charm of the sky is high and the sea is vast."

Chang Yuqiao smiled and continued to play the piano, while Qiao Jinshu and Song Tingran watched from left to right.

The weather outside was a bit stuffy, and it seemed like it was going to rain. Song Tingran got up and opened the window. The fresh air from outside came in, which made her feel more artistic.

Shi Yan went to the main house, but did not see his wife. He guessed that she might have gone to the inner courtyard, so he thought of going to have a look.

Who knows, this is completely different from what he imagined. In front of the window on the second floor, Qiao Jinshu, Changyuqiao, and his wife are sitting side by side listening to music.

Qiao Jinshu was just listening for fun. After listening to a few words, he went to play with other things. At a glance, he saw Shi Yan standing in the courtyard.

He stood up, came to the corridor outside the door, and shouted: "Brother, come up and listen to the music. Third brother plays really well."

Chang Yuqiao put down the music in his hand and glanced at Song Tingran. He felt mixed emotions in his heart. He didn't understand the meaning of his wife coming to his room tonight.

Naturally, Shi Yan had no intention of going up, and shouted: "No, I'm just walking around in the courtyard. I have to go to bed now. You should go back to your room and sleep."

"Ah, brother, please go to sleep, I'm not sleepy!"

Shi Yan: "..."