Smelling the fragrance, Song Ruyi also believed it at this moment, and felt sorry for questioning Xia Yingying just now, so she said: "Yingying, mother didn't believe you just now, it's my fault."

Lu Yuwei and Lu Haoran also apologized silently in their hearts.

In fact, the black and smelly thing at the beginning does not match the fragrant thing now, and it’s not their fault.

"It's okay, Mom."

Xia Yingying didn't care. Instead, she told Song Ruyi the method of using wood ash to clean pig offal, and Song Ruyi nodded repeatedly after hearing it.

Lu Yuwei also listened to them with her ear tilted, while taking notes of the method of washing pig offal.

"By the way, Yingying, why did you buy so many eggs?" Song Ruyi was shocked by Xia Yingying's operation of washing pig offal. She almost forgot about it, but now she remembered it, she asked hurriedly.

Such a large basket of eggs would definitely cost a lot of money. Xia Yingying's money was hard-earned, so she should be frugal. How could she waste it like this? She couldn't finish so many eggs at once, so they would go bad if she just left them there.

"Oh, mother, I want to make cakes to sell. You can help me if you have nothing to do in the afternoon." Xia Yingying probably couldn't handle it alone. The main reason was that there was no egg beater here. It was too strenuous to beat the eggs into the shape of cream. I'm afraid her hands would break before she could do it. Song Ruyi happened to be able to help her.

After hearing what Xia Yingying said, Song Ruyi felt a warm feeling in her heart.

In this era, it is a great thing to have a craft. Some craftsmen are married out, and they are afraid of being secretly learned, so they have to hide their work. Yingying is not afraid of her stealing her skills, and even invites her to join. She really treats her as a family member. Yingying is so sensible, but she can't ignore it. As the saying goes, a daughter who is married is like water spilled. Yingying wants to pass this craft on to her four children. She can't learn it secretly without a clear conscience and leave others with something to talk about.

Song Ruyi wiped her tears with red eyes and said, "No, Yingying, I have to make clothes this afternoon, so I won't help you. Let the three children help you."

Xia Yingying didn't know that Song Ruyi was avoiding the issue of inheriting the craft, and thought that Song Ruyi didn't want to do it so she stopped talking about it.

Beating egg liquid is definitely a strenuous job. In modern times, it can be easily done with an electric egg beater, but here, she can only use chopsticks to beat it with brute force. Xia Yingying was silent for a few seconds, mourning for her arm that was about to ache.

The pig offal needs to be boiled in a large pot for two and a half hours. Now it is time for dinner. Xia Yingying misses the pressure cooker. It is convenient and quick to stew meat. It is not like now where she can only wait slowly and waste firewood.

The firewood in the yard is almost used up, it's time to go to the mountain to collect firewood. Oh, by the way, there is still a lot of wild persimmons that I saw last time. I don't know if anyone has picked them all.

Xia Yingying used a small pot to heat up cold dishes on another stove. Cold dishes did not require much effort, as long as they were heated up.

After Lu Yuwei served the dishes to the table, she added some rice. Soon, the table was full of people.

Xia Yingying just sat down and remembered that there was some pork elbow left from the meal she had at the restaurant last night, so she put down her chopsticks and said to them, "You guys eat first, no need to wait for me, I forgot to heat up a dish."

Song Ruyi looked at the dishes on the table and was about to remind Xia Yingying that the dishes were ready.

Lu Haojie showed his two white front teeth and said in a baby voice: "Brother said that pork elbow is delicious. I want to eat pork elbow later."

The eldest brother said that he had eaten pork elbow yesterday. He was feeling sad for not being able to eat the pork elbow, so his eldest brother told him that the pork elbow had been packaged and brought back.

Lu Yuwei tugged at Lu Haojie's sleeve, signaling him to stop talking, and he finally calmed down.

Lu Yuwei looked at Xia Yingying with some fear, but saw her coming over with the pork elbow without saying anything.

After Xia Yingying sat down, she placed the pork elbow in front of her. Lu Haojie stared at the pork elbow with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

Xia Yingying used chopsticks to divide the pork elbow into five equal parts and gave each person a piece.

Lu Haojie's eyes lit up and he said sweetly, "Thank you, stepmother."

"Yeah." After Xia Yingying sat down, she picked up the pork elbow and started eating.

Lu Haoran did not miss it. The pork elbow in her bowl was the smallest piece. Emotions surged in his eyes, but he quickly lowered his eyes to hide it.

Xia Yingying didn't mean to save the food for them, she just preferred the pork elbow from the first meal.

There was no sound at the dinner table, only the sounds of picking up food and eating.

After dinner, Lu Haoran and Lu Yuwei took on the task of washing dishes. Song Ruyi was originally going to wash the dishes, but in the end she gave up and went back to her room to make clothes.

The sewing kit was bought by Xia Yingying and Lu Ziren when they got married. It has hardly ever been used. Xia Yingying has already found it and sent it to Song Ruyi.

The two older ones are now doing housework in the kitchen, and only Lu Haojie is free. Song Ruyi measured his size first, and then Lu Haoran and Lu Yuwei's.

"Grandma, didn't stepmother buy cloth to make clothes?" Lu Yuwei asked Song Ruyi when she saw that Xia Yingying did not come to measure the size.

Song Ruyi was stunned, then nodded belatedly.

Lu Yuwei pushed the piece of cloth that was to be used to make her dress forward and said, "Grandma, you can make it for my stepmother. I don't need to do it."

"Talk to your mother and see what she will do." Song Ruyi put down the measuring tape, her eyes a little moist.

It is said that being a stepmother is difficult and it is difficult to raise children.

But Yingying, the second daughter, obviously cares about her very much. She was worried about her not coming when she was making clothes. Xiaowei is filial, and Yingying's blessings are still to come.

Lu Yuwei went to the kitchen to find Xia Yingying, who was beating eggs one by one.

"Stepmother..." Lu Yuwei's voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Xia Yingying raised her head: "Hmm?"

Lu Yuwei lowered her head, not daring to look at Xia Yingying, and then continued to stutter: "Stepmother, I...I don't want to make clothes anymore. I'll make them for you."

Xia Yingying was stunned. Wasn't this child usually afraid of her? Why was he thinking of her when making clothes?

What a cute child. She is so cute. Such a cute little one.

Xia Yingying was warmed by this skinny little girl.

Lu Yuwei and her children haven't had new clothes since Lu Ziren left. Her clothes are almost all new. How could she have the nerve to argue with the children?

She cracked an egg and went in, trying to make her voice soft: "I have enough dresses to change into, and I see you only have a few, so you can make them first, and then you can make them later when you have money."

When Lu Yuwei heard Xia Yingying say this, she nodded and trotted away. After telling Song Ruyi what Zha Xinxin meant, Song Ruyi measured Lu Yuwei's size.

After measuring the size, Lu Yuwei ran back to the kitchen to help Xia Yingying beat the eggs. Half of the eggs in the basket had been beaten.

Xia Yingying's neck was sore. Lu Yuwei put her small hand into the basket, picked up two eggs and knocked them gently. After the eggshells broke, the eggs swayed and flowed into the wooden basin.

Lu Yuwei had just beaten two eggs when Xia Yingying told her to stop.

Lu Yuwei thought she had done something wrong and huddled like a mouse, looking extremely pitiful.

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