dumb wife farming

Chapter 93

"Lin Dongcheng, don't learn such nasty words, read your books honestly, uncle and aunt have high hopes for you, you..."

"When will you say this kind of scene, didn't you say you like me? Huh?"

Listening to her words, the more he listened, the worse Lin Dongcheng's complexion became. He squeezed Lin Shuixian's chin fiercely, and began to kiss her rudely again.

……

Shen An's family rested at home for three days. During these three days, he cooked for the mother and son in different ways to relieve their mood.

However, after resting, the family began to get busy.

Song Yao still decided to start with the pig's offal. In the past few days, she is also studying the blending of seasoning herbs.

Early in the morning, they cleaned up the pork and boiled it. One-third was boiled for nothing, and the remaining two-thirds were boiled with seasoning.

After cooking, Song Yao fried some chili oil with small chili and lard, and made it spicy again.

Shen An sorted the things and put them in the small wooden barrels he had prepared earlier, and then said to Song Yao, "Yaoyao, shall we go?"

Song Yao nodded, still a little excited in her heart, she had discussed with Shen An that they would go directly to the county town instead of going to the fair.The business in the county is very prosperous, people's purchasing power is relatively strong, and it is far away from the right and wrong of nearby villages.

After experiencing the incident in the old ancestral hall that day, something was changing in the hearts of the couple.

She nodded obediently, and then squatted down in front of Zhuang Zhuang.As a result, as soon as she made this movement, Zhuang Zhuang immediately seemed to be frightened, and turned his head to run. While running, he shouted: "Mother, Zhuang Zhuang is a big boy!"

"He's obviously a brat! There's not much flesh on his body." Song Yao hummed in her heart.

"Yaoyao, get up, if Zhuang Zhuang is tired, I will take care of him!" Shen An's heart warmed up, and he looked at Song Yao tenderly all the time.

Song Yao sighed, clapped her hands, and obediently followed Shen An with the coin purse.

Zhuang Zhuang didn't dare to get close to Song Yao, he was afraid that Song Yao would carry him, he followed for a long time, seeing that Song Yao was calm, the little guy ran back, just about to obediently follow her Beside him, but in the next second, Song Yao suddenly squatted down again as if playing a prank.

When Zhuang Zhuang saw it, he jumped out again in fright.

Seeing Zhuang Zhuang's frightened little appearance, Song Yao smiled unkindly.

"Mother, you are bullying children, woohoo!" Zhuang Zhuang ran back with a grievance.

Song Yao smiled happily, she was still holding a grass branch in her hand, and she was making a little bird while laughing.

Shen An is the most stable in the family, he is carrying the burden, the corners of his lips are slightly raised.

……

This time they still came to the place where they set up the stall last time. Shen An just put down the burden and packed all the things, and then handed over the small bench to Zhuang Zhuang and Song Yao.

As soon as he took out the small wooden barrels, the scent immediately spread out.

Zhuang Zhuang is self-taught at all, and his little butt has no favor with Xiao Mazha at all, standing beside Song Yao and Shen An with his nimble body, he opened his mouth and yelled: "Sell pigs, delicious pigs! "

Seeing his son yelling, Shen An started yelling too, but unlike Zhuang Zhuang's milky voice, his voice was mellow and magnetic.

The one big and one small cooperated very well, Song Yao just sat obediently on the side, watching the people coming and going around with agile eyes.

In this era, pig offal has always been something that everyone doesn't like, even wealthy families don't want to eat this kind of thing.Therefore, pigs have never been sold in the market.

Because of this, when everyone heard that someone was yelling to sell pigs into the water, many people were still motivated by curiosity and followed.

　Three o'clock!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)