Dressed to be a grandmother

Chapter 437: Lose your face to my auntie

"Grandma, I can assure you that everyone in our village is good, but if there are one or two white-eyed wolves, don't be sad, just say it, and I will clean up with everyone!"

Chen Daliu had a serious expression on his face, and Chen Zhaodi, who was standing beside him, subconsciously restrained his breathing.

Bai Xi rolled her eyes, and she just said casually that the two of them were serious about it.

"No, I'm just saying it."

Bai Xi didn't wait for Chen Daliu to get entangled, so she rushed people to do things, and asked Chen Zhaodi to ask, and gathered everyone's sauerkraut jars in the village first.

There is no shortage of these jars in the countryside. Just say that my aunt wants to pickle pickles, and every household immediately sends their spare jars to the tree house to pile up.

At this moment, a seven-year-old boy came over with a jar in his arms, and before he put it down, his mother's screams came from behind him.

"You son of a bitch, hurry up and bring that jar back. It's been three days since you've been on the house. Where did you find that jar? Why did you bring it back?"

"What's the matter, mother, you can't be too stingy, other people's homes send three or four jars, but ours sends two, it's too little." Then, he put the jars down carefully, and let out a long and happy sigh .

"You dead child, what do you know? Where did you get it from, and where to put it back!" The woman who spoke became more nervous, and her face looked a little ugly.

This little boy is Xiaochuanzi, the younger brother of Xiaoshanzi.

Seeing that Xiao Chuanzi refused to listen, his mother angrily stepped forward and grabbed his ear, and slapped him on the buttocks, not counting it, and even called Xiao Shanzi to find her a stick.

Bai Xi heard the sound of beating a child coming from below, so she couldn't help going downstairs to ask out of curiosity.

It's okay if you don't ask. After knowing the reason, she turned to Xiao Shanzi who was looking for a stick from the firewood pile: "This stick is too small, change it to a thicker one."

"Hit me, hit this brat hard!" Bai Xi stood on the round stone pier with her hips akimbo, her face full of anger.

Well, it turned out that Xiao Chuanzi saw that there was only one empty tank and one jar in his house, and saw that the neighbors could send four or five, or at least three, and felt that his house was too stingy, so he searched back and forth at home. I washed a pot in the corner of the back yard at home and brought it here.

The point is, that jar is his family's spittoon. Not only did he use it when he was a child, but his brother also used it when he couldn't walk when he was a child.

It's just that the two brothers have grown up now, so they don't have the impression of this.

When Bai Xi heard that even a piss jar was brought for her to pickle, she angrily threatened to beat her up.

The other villagers were baffled when they saw Xiaoshun's mother was so nervous and anxious that she even beat up the child. Even if you want to keep the pot for yourself, you can just take it home, and the aunt doesn't care about it. what.

But when everyone knew what was going on, they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The one who did this was not my own child, otherwise, it would be my family's shame in front of my aunt.

Of course, compared to sending urine jars, if a child fishes out his own sauerkraut and delivers the sauerkraut jars, he doesn't feel angry about this matter, he just feels dumbfounded.

There is still a large jar of sauerkraut left, and I can’t put it back after I fish it out. Besides, the jar has been sent to my aunt, so I can’t move it home, so the whole family has to try to eat sauerkraut three meals a day.

There were too many sauerkraut to eat all at once, so I sent the sauerkraut to the neighbors and asked someone to help eat it.

After this incident, Bai Xi specifically ordered Chen Zhaodi to reject the jars that everyone sent. Although she had her own kimchi jar, it was really inappropriate to use jars and jars that were not suitable for this matter.

Except for Xiao Chuanzi, the other crocks and jars have no problems.

It happened that the weather was fine, so I was ready to make kimchi.

Everyone was curious. After all, the aunts and grandmas boasted that it was delicious, so it must be rare. They all wanted to come and watch it. It would be best to learn something, but except for those who were selected to work, Chen Daliu arranged for everyone to go to work. .

After cleaning the jars, let them hang out in the sun for two days, harvest the vegetables from the ground, wash them and let them cool down, put a big bowl of spices on them, heat the fire and water, and start working in the open space in front of the tree house.

Chen Daliu flipped through the book and asked Chen Zhaodi again, only then did he realize that this pickle was different from the ones that were pickled in the village in the past.

Although it hasn't been made yet, nor has it been tasted, Chen Daliu's mouth can't help but salivate when he thinks of Bai Xi's swearing that it's a delicious kimchi.

My aunt said it was delicious, so it must be delicious.

It's not surprising, sugar and other spices are also used, so it's hard to make it taste bad.

I just don't know what my aunt is going to do with so much. Do you want to sell it?

While Chen Daliu was suspicious, he beckoned people to start working.

Pickle some of each dish, all of which were ordered by Bai Xi before.

According to the ratio of vegetables, five hundred catties of vegetables are mixed with four hundred catties of boiled water, add an appropriate amount of salt and stir well, then add sugar, add some pickled peppers, and the salt water for pickles is almost ready.

Mix the prepared dried chili, pepper, star anise, spices and other spices evenly with the processed vegetables, then put them into the vegetable jar, pour the prepared salt water into it, cover the lid, and put these jars in the house Go inside, lukewarm is fine.

It's not that the educated youths didn't know that Niuluo village was making bottles and cans in front of the tree house, but it wasn't too strange to hear that they were making sauerkraut. Anyway, what Baixi wanted to eat, Niuluo village was going up the mountain and into the sea. They will make it. It's strange that the whole village makes sauerkraut this time.

Of course, Liu Lan still complained: "I know what she wants to eat again. Isn't this a mess, as if she can eat as much as she can!"

When Aunt Li arrived at the tree house, Bai Xi had just had lunch.

She first said hello to Bai Xi who was respectful and happy, and then sat down.

"Have you eaten, grandma? How is your sleep and how is your food?"

This sentence has become a fixed mantra for the people of Niuluo Village to greet Bai Xi.

After Bai Xi nodded, she asked about the situation at Aunt Li's house, and asked Chen Daliu to bring some sweet-scented osmanthus rice for Aunt Li, and then asked Chen Daliu to send him off to the tree house.

Osmanthus rice is so precious, even if Bai Xi spoke, Chen Daliu just carefully weighed it.

Old Aunt Li is not stupid, and it's not that she doesn't know the way, so if the village head delivers it in person, there must be something wrong.

"Village chief, just tell me, is there anything you want me to do?"

Chen Daliu nodded, with a tangled expression on his face: "Old aunt, I don't know if I should say this."

"Tell me, there's nothing you can't say, just speak up if you have something to say!" Old Aunt Li: "Is it about my aunt?"

(I also want to be honest, I want tickets. Hehe!!!)

(End of this chapter)