The vicious mother-in-law has grown up in the age

"Okay, big sister, it's done! It's very stable, if there is any problem, just let the people in the house call." The master carpenter said with a smile.

"I'm really bothering you, Master."

"You are welcome! You are welcome! That big girl, I will accept the money." The master carpenter took the ten yuan from Yao Wanwan and put it in his pocket, "You are busy, so we will leave first gone."

Send the two master carpenters away.

Yao Wanwan and Gu Yulan saw the stone mill being carried out.

"Okay, mother, I'll do the washing." Gu Yulan touched the brand-new stone mill, "It's so good!" Looking at Yao Wanwan, she said reproachfully, "Mother, you don't even bargain. How many?"

"You can pull it down!" Yao Wanwan said angrily. It's just the base of the stone mill, without two pieces of pine wood that are as thick as the mouth of a bowl. Don't even think about laying it down. Is it more than ten yuan?If people can earn two or three yuan, that's good, "wash it! Then give the brush a good job."

Gu Yulan said "Yes", "Mother, can we do it tomorrow?" She looked at Yao Wanwan and nodded, "Can it be done by just the two of us?"

"I told your third aunt about it. Let her rest for a day tomorrow and help make it. What about the two of you? Tomorrow, I will steam the noodles first, and then soak the rice for the cake."

"There are so many. I don't think I can finish them tomorrow. There is not much firewood in the house. There are some firewood in the nearby mountains. They are not allowed to cut."

"I saw someone carrying firewood for sale in the morning. I'll have a look tomorrow, and then someone will bring back some chopped firewood."

"Then grind off the rice tonight?"

Yao Wanwan nodded. The rice in the two big water tanks is all manually ground, and the grinding can be finished tomorrow, but if you want to steam the noodles, it will definitely not work, "Let's do it now! Anyway, there is still time." Get it early, so you don’t have to know what time to get it at night.”

They call it rice noodles here, and some places also call it rice noodles, rice noodles and the like.

That is to soak the late rice, grind it into powder, pour some in the steaming plate, put it in the pot and cook it, then tear it out and let it dry for a while, roll it together, cut it into shreds, and let it dry.

When eating, soak in cold water for a while, then put it in a frying pan for a while, add cold water, after boiling, put a little green vegetables in, and stew for a few minutes.

"Dachun looks at your Uncle Puppy, do you understand?"

"Got it, mother-in-law."

Yao Wanwan walked into the kitchen, glanced at the little tail behind her buttocks, "Sixi, find a place to sit, grandma is going to work, so you are in the way."

"Milk! Sheep, sheep, sheep."

"The sheep and sheep are gone." Yao Wanwan said with a smile.

"Gone!"

"Yes, no more."

Yao Wanwan rolled up her sleeves, grabbed a handful of soaked rice, looked at it, picked up the water bucket and the drain basin made of bamboo strips, and began to scoop up the rice that had been soaked in the water tank for several days.

"Mom, I'll do it." Gu Yulan walked over and said, watching Yao Wanwan twist the rice in two large wooden barrels.

"It's okay! I count on you to make it, but I don't know when it will be done?"

Back in the room, Yao Wanwan took out two plastic tubs and put them beside the well, took a bucket of water from Gu Yulan, poured it into the big tub, and started cleaning.

Then pour the two buckets into the bathtub and start to wash the rice.

"Mother, first help me carry the stone mill into the main room, and I will hang it with a rope."

Yao Wanwan nodded, stood up, shook off the water above, unscrewed the well cover, covered the well, and carried the stone mill with Gu Yulan into the main room.

Gu Yulan glanced at the beams on the roof, "Mother, carry it a little more this way, don't worry, it won't be easy to grind at that time."

A rope is tied to the roof beam, mainly to fix the handle of the mill. In doing so, it saves energy and plays a role of balance.

Gu Yulan turned the stone mill and said with a smile, "Mother, this stone mill is much easier to grind than the one from Uncle Dayou's in the village."

"How about the new stone mill? Can you still grind the rice?"

"I just feel that the stone mill at Uncle Dayou's house is smoother to grind."

Yao Wanwan nodded, turned around and went back to the well, and began to wash the rice.

"Mom, let me do it!"

"No need, you can hang the stone mill! Then take out the rice in the water tank, otherwise there will be no place to put it."

"I said it's too much! There are too many. This noodle is just eaten in normal times. How can I eat it every day?"

"Yes yes yes! Stop talking so much nonsense." Yao Wanwan said, twisting up a bucket of water and pouring it into the big basin.

Been busy for almost half an hour.

Finally, I washed a jar of soaked rice.

Yao Wanwan twisted the big basin and put it under the stone mill, sat down, took a spoon, "You grind it for a while, and I'll come later." She stared at Sixi and the others fiercely, "Go to the room to play before It’s such a big place, what are you doing here?”

Gu Yulan gave a "hmm" and grabbed the handle of the mill.

Yao Wanwan scooped some watery rice with a spoon and put it into the hole of the stone mill, "Grind it and see."

Gu Yulan pushed the mill with both hands and began to grind, "It's okay, this is not a labor-intensive job."

Yao Wanwan put the rice into the stone hole of the stone mill one after another.

Gu Yulan watched Yao Wanwan dip some rice milk on her hand, "How is your mother?"

"not bad."

"There's no need to grind it a second time!"

"No need, grind it!"

The rice milk trickled down from Yao Wanwan's stone mill, with a slight smile on her face, as if she had gone back to the past, when she was still young.

Back then, in their family, grandparents would use a stone mill to grind noodles every year, and she also helped add rice to the stone mill.

My favorite is to eat when the noodles have just been steamed. Grandma cut them up and put them in a bowl, and added homemade sesame candy. Of course, you can just eat them dry. Some nostalgia.

But in other places, this thing is called noodles, and it is also very good to eat cold.

Later, when my grandparents got older, at the end of each year, special people drove tricycles to the village to grind these, and the stone mills in the house were completely eliminated.

"It's thick." Gu Yulan said.

"It's okay, just add some water before steaming tomorrow."

After more than an hour, the rice in the four big barrels was finished.

Yao Wanwan took a look outside and said, "It's getting late, I'm going to pick up the three children from school, so let's order some noodles in the evening! Put this water tank Wash the rice, and watch the children while washing. My eyelids have been twitching a lot these days, and something must happen."

"I get it, mother. Don't worry. When you are not around, the children, I am the only one watching. What happened after such a long time?"