Spring is coming

Even though Mo Jingchun learned many dishes from Aunt Hu, she was still not as skilled at making hand-stuffed sausages as Gao and Li had been doing for decades.

Moreover, the casings are greasy and slippery when held in the hand, which is weird and disgusting.

So she offered to chop the meat and make the stuffing herself to avoid having to fill it with sausage later.

Their family planned to make ten catties of meat, and the Li family also bought ten catties and brought them over.

Suddenly there was no such big pot to put it in, so Mo Jingchun chopped out a pot first.

For ten kilograms of pork, two ounces of salt is enough, but any more will make it tough.

Cut the meat into thin dices, mix with salt, sprinkle with some white wine, mix well and set aside for marinating.

After marinating for about half an hour, it was ready to be taken out. While waiting, Gao also soaked the casings in water to clean them.

Mo Jingchun moved a small stool and sat in the yard chatting with Gao and the others.

Mrs. Li mentioned that she had just passed by Mo Xijin's house and saw Mo Ping hanging clothes. From this, the two of them mentioned that their family's bad bamboos produced good bamboo shoots.

Mo Xijin and Mr. Lu were both lazy people, and everyone in the village avoided them for fear that they would get in trouble.

Among the three children, the second eldest Mo Hu and the third eldest Mo Rong both imitated the laziness of their parents, but Mo Ping was the only one who was well-behaved and sensible.

It is precisely because of this that her parents ask her to do all the big things at home, including washing, cooking, cutting firewood, and sweeping the floor every day. The younger siblings even yell at her eldest sister without any respect for her.

Mo Ping and Mo Hu were compatriots, and they were both of marriageable age, but because of the burden of this family, no one dared to come to propose marriage. Marrying her would be equivalent to marrying the entire Mo Xijin family.

The old couple didn't know what they were thinking, but they weren't in a hurry.

Mo Jingchun felt chills in her heart when she heard that. She still broke out in a cold sweat whenever she mentioned that family. Fortunately, she would no longer have anything to do with them in this life.

Mo Ying was still lamenting Mo Ping's difficulty. The next moment, Li suddenly changed the subject and began to discuss with Gao about the village chief's youngest son, Mo Yuan.

At first, when Mo Jingchun and Mo Ying heard that Li had put the two of them together, they thought they had some clues, but the more they heard, the more something was wrong.

Mo Ying blushed and raised her voice and shouted: "Mom! What do you think?" Why did you look at Mo Yuan!

"What's wrong? There are only a few unmarried men and women in this village. I'm your mother, and the second mistress is your elder. Can I help you figure it out?" Mrs. Li and Mrs. Gao just thought she was shy and continued to have fun. Analyze Mo Yuan.

Mo Xiangyuan and Mrs. Li felt sorry for their daughter and did not want her to marry in another village.Since Mo Yuan is the son of the village chief, his conditions are not bad in the whole village. Moreover, the young man is tall and elegant, which happens to be the appearance of Mr. Li's favorite son-in-law.

She glanced sideways at Mo Ying and sneered: "You girl, don't think that I don't know your intentions. Don't you just like people who look more upright?"

That expression seems to be saying: Look, my mother has specially found a type for you that you like, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?
Mo Jingchun saw that Mo Ying's face looked as if he had eaten a fly. He couldn't tell the pain and endured it very hard.She laughed so hard that she leaned on Mrs. Li's arm and said deliberately: "Second cousin aunt, I think Uncle Mo Yuan is very nice. Really, Sister Ying must be shy."

"Oh, Chun'er! You're causing trouble!" Mo Ying couldn't argue and got angry. She crossed her arms and turned to the other side, pouting, "Anyone can do it anyway, but not Mo Yuan!"

"Why?" Mrs. Gao curiously asked several times. Mo Ying was so annoyed by the three of them and could not confess the person. She was so worried that her eyebrows were almost squeezed out.

Mo Jingchun had laughed enough, sat up straight, and explained to Mo Ying seriously: "Uncle Yuan is an elder. He has taught us since childhood. Sister Ying and I are afraid of him when we see him on weekdays." "Oh, this On the contrary, those of the same generation are better." She said that Gao could understand, and Li had no choice but to let go of this thought for the time being.

Anyway, there will only be a few suitable boys in the village at that time, so maybe the two families will really have to sit down together and have a chat.

Mo Ying's face turned ugly. She gritted her teeth and whispered in Mo Jingchun's ear: "I will go around him when I see him in the future!"

When Zhou and Mo Yuanlin heard the laughter in the yard, they felt even more upset. They reached out and slammed the doors and windows!

Ms. Li was startled by the noise. She was not a person who liked to argue with others, but she was also very surprised: "This aunt is also an elder after all."

"Don't worry about them." Mrs. Gao said calmly, "Mao Jin and I built this house. Naturally, it should be left to the family's children and grandchildren. They cannot allow outsiders to live in it for a few days."

After returning home, Mrs. Gao immediately found Mo Yuanlin and told them to move out of Mo's house as soon as possible. As for where they moved, she didn't care.

Although Mo Yuanlin was reluctant, he was not qualified to live here with dignity now, so he had to go to the village chief's house to find someone to help him choose an open space in the east of the village, and was already cleaning up the debris on the ground.

While talking, the meat was marinated.

Mo Jingchun pulled Mo Qinglin, who had been hiding in the house, out of bed, and urged him to go to the kitchen and bring out the basin together with it, and put it on the small wooden table. The red and white colors were very beautiful.

"Chun'er is getting more and more fierce!" Mo Qinglin complained to Gao. Gao pretended to spit at him: "You are lazy, and you still blame others for being cruel to you?"

"Who doesn't get lazy in winter?" He was very tired some time ago and was busy taking care of his mother.

Mrs. Li praised her: "It smells delicious. This sausage will be delicious when it is dried."

Mo Ying also joined in with a smile: "Mom, give me some, I want to play with this!"

Wrap one end of the casing around the tube of the funnel-shaped tool, tie it tightly, and then use chopsticks to stuff the meat into it. Tie a section with cotton thread every three finger lengths, and slowly fill the sausage.

While they were pouring the ten kilograms of meat, Mo Jingchun went into the kitchen and chopped up the other ten kilograms and marinated it there, so that when the pot was finished, he could add more.

She couldn't finish the ten kilograms she bought, so she planned to send some to the Bo family when the sausages were dried out.

After she did this, she washed her hands and returned to her original position to listen to them chatting to relieve her boredom.

They talked about Mo Qing again. Mo Jinyuan has been supporting him in studying for several years. Naturally, he has some spiritual energy.

I heard that the master suggested that Mo Qing take part in next year's childbirth examination in February after the Chinese New Year, and it seems that he is already a sure shot.

This guy works really hard.

In February, he will have to take five consecutive exams in the county, and in April, he will have to take three more exams in Wuling. After passing, he will wait for the college exam. If he passes all three exams, he can enroll in the county school, county school or state school.

The "[-]% sure" thing I mentioned just now refers to the first county examination. Yao had to show off in front of others several months in advance.

That way, it felt like I had definitely passed the exam. (End of chapter)