The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

Zhulan didn't go back to the yard until the ox cart was far away. Her face was relieved, and she knew that Wu Chun would not be able to leave, so she wondered what to cook at night.

He counted out twenty copper plates from his purse, "Go to Butcher Sun's house to buy a pound of pork belly. If there are pig trotters, buy two pig trotters. If there is no pig trotter, buy meat."

Li just raised her mother-in-law's status to the top, so naturally she didn't dare to criticize her mother-in-law's words. She was talking about buying meat for everyone to eat, so she wouldn't stupidly ask, "Good mother."

Because Zhoujia Village is a large village in eight townships, and it is also the gathering place of the Zhou family. Twenty years ago, two-thirds of the surnames were Zhou. At the end of the dynasty and the war, many people settled in Zhoujia Village, and the number of surnames increased. .

Therefore, the merchants from Zhoujia Village come to work, and the configuration of the village is also high. There are butchers who sell meat, but they are only half a penny more expensive per catty than the county seat. The meat is bought in the village.

There is also a tofu workshop in the village, yes, it is a tofu workshop. Don’t underestimate the wisdom of the ancients. Tofu was created in the Han Dynasty.

Zhulan is a little greedy for tofu and soy milk. A cup of soy milk every day is more healthy.

Mrs Li came back quickly, with a happy face, "Mother, this one has pig's trotters."

Zhulan swallowed her saliva, she was greedy for the hibiscus pig's trotters, "Okay, okay, stew the pig's trotters in the evening, you need to clean up first."

Mrs. Li is not stupid either. Seeing this posture, she knew that Yang Wuchun would not leave. "Mother, what about the pork belly?"

Zhulan even wanted to eat fried pork with peppers. She was thinking about her grandchildren. She was too young. "Pork belly stewed with potatoes, cut the meat into smaller pieces."

Mr. Li plans to put more potatoes, so she can eat a few more bites, "Where's the old hen?"

"There is a big casserole at home. Half of the hen is stewed in chicken soup, and half of it is minced. A few days ago, instead of stepping on mushrooms and stewing mushrooms, it was enough to stir-fry cabbage. By the way, cut out the chicken oil and keep it."

Li's saliva kept drooling. Today is about to catch up with the Chinese New Year's dishes. She felt a little sour in her heart, but when she thought of a big bag of cloth, she balanced again, "Okay mother."

"The staple food, I go to a bowl of half a bowl of noodles mixed with cornmeal to steam cornmeal steamed buns."

"good."

Zhulan is not extravagant, because there is really a lot of food in the room where the food is stored. After the war came, people who not only loved money, but also loved food and suffered from hunger have hamster attributes.

The original body was just used to being low-key, so it gave the family the feeling that there would be enough food.

In fact, it is unrealistic to eat rice and flour in the granary, but two meals a month are completely fine, and they are all hidden by the original body, not to mention the cornmeal.

The original body is not too smart, but he has accumulated a little bit over the years. With the new ones to eat the old ones, he is not stupid and not spoiled.

Zhulan came out with the white noodles, and the children finished their meal, calling out to Mrs. Zhao, "Clean up the table and wash the dishes, come and help me cut the fabric later."

Zhulan really didn't want to find Zhao, but Li was busy and didn't have time. She only had the memory of her original body and really didn't have the skills of the original body. She didn't know the size of an adult child.

To talk about two daughters-in-law, regardless of their faults, they all have real skills. The eldest is good at cooking, and the second is good at needlework and embroidery. It is said that he learned from his dead mother, but he did not learn it for a long time. escaped.

The original body can be used to make clothes, but embroidery can't be done. Don't expect a martial artist to hold an embroidery needle.

Zhao shi responded briskly, her brows were no longer drooping, she thought that her mother was waiting to see her, and she had never used her help before, so she couldn't help but red eyes and wanted to cry!

Zhulan didn't know that she almost made her second daughter-in-law cry again. She was staring blankly at the burden. It was too much. She is a modern person who doesn't know how to make clothes, but she has a concept of quantity. A piece of fabric, the whole family probably has a lot of money to change into new clothes.

Mrs Zhao came over quickly, the mosquito moved, "Mother."

Zhulan sorted the fabrics according to the colors. "There are a lot of fabrics sent. You cut the fabrics according to the amount of children's clothes."

Zhao Shi quickly cut the three children in the big room, and hesitated with the scissors again. Zhulan knew what Zhao was thinking, and she was angry. She was not a partial person, how could she be an evil grandma in Zhao's heart? Now, let's take a look at the eight villages in ten miles. The granddaughter in the family is really happy, especially Yushuang's eldest granddaughter. There are no clothes to pick up, and the clothes really have no patches.

Zhao shi was not afraid, but rather happy.

Bamboo Orchid, "..."

She was completely convinced by Zhao's brain circuit!