The ancient daily life of a farmer's daughter-in-law

Chapter 100

After all, her stomach is getting bigger and bigger, and it's too busy for Mrs. He to just stare at the stove and tinker with these things.Besides, she also has her own plan. The things she makes actually have no technical content, let alone any special formula, and there is no such thing as a patent here. Now, she can still make some money while people are rare.But once a store owner or a cook from a well-to-do family thinks about it, they will definitely snatch up this business.Furthermore, there is a season limit for the wild wild jujube, after winter to July and August next year, not to mention the dare jujube, there are not even green jujubes that have just grown and cannot molt, which is also true for this business. Adverse.

However, there will be other jobs in spring, so she will first recruit people with good hands and feet to help her.It can also be regarded as planning for the future.

Tian Tieshi looked at his wife's belly, and also felt that it was time to find two people.Otherwise, one day I will go to the town to deliver goods, and I will not feel at ease.

Just in the twelfth lunar month, another incident happened in Chaohegou.The husband's family who had made an engagement with Lin Yueniang had a bad conscience, and that man was obsessed with ghosts for some reason. In private, he made a lifelong engagement with a woman from another family, and even eloped.

Lin Yueniang is also a strong person, and by the time she got the news, the news had already spread.Not to mention that since she was a child, she has had a temper that can't be tolerated in her eyes, even if it's for the reputation of her younger sisters, she can't tolerate this.Now I found a matchmaker, and withdrew the dowry and marriage certificate in public.The old lady of the man's family is a sensible one, knowing that her son did something wrong, she bowed and apologized to the elders of the Lin family, and even fainted several times because of her son's mental retardation.

Lin Yueniang looked coldly at the one in front of her with a stalked neck, with her big nostrils spraying "benevolence, kindness and love" all over her mouth.If she didn't know that this wasn't part of the script, Lin Yueniang would have thought that she had accidentally slipped into Grandma Qiong's brain-damaged novel.

With a sneer, she blew on her nails, then picked up the matchmaker's divorce letter and threw it at the man's face, and finally laughed loudly with disgust and disdain, "It's not filial for you to insult your ancestors and stun your mother just because you're an actor. It's not kind and unrighteous to talk about a love affair that is not three-and-done, but you don't quit the engagement or quit the job. A man like you makes my eyes dirty even if I look at it more than once. It means that the people in your village are kind, and we should put them in our place. Chaohegou, this kind of disrespectful and shameless man, even if he doesn't dip into the pig cage, he will be beaten to death!"

Because of these words, Lin Yueniang was appreciated by Miss Xia, who was very upright and reconciled with Tian Jiawang. After some operations, although her reputation as a shrew was confirmed, she also won the appreciation of the county magistrate's wife for her staunch temper. commend.

In this small place, Lizheng can be regarded as a capable big shot, let alone a county magistrate who married his daughter to a big shot in the capital.So those who wanted to see Lin Yueniang's jokes didn't embarrass her in general.

Because I have nothing to do, and I'm tired of gossiping with the seven aunts and eight aunts in the village, and I don't want to see the sympathetic eyes of the kind-hearted aunts in the village.So Lin Yueniang came to Li Qingnuan's house every three days to hide for peace. Of course, she also came with He's kung fu every time, so as not to get into trouble with Tian Tieshi again.

Knowing that Li Qingnuan wanted to hire someone to work, Lin Yueniang naturally patted her chest and recommended herself.In this way, I can be more clean and earn some money, which is a good thing no matter what I think.

The work is not too much and not tiring, but it is a bit cumbersome.Fortunately, He Shi and Lin Yueniang both have skillful hands, no matter whether they are rubbing the jujube skin or grinding the jujube powder, there is no mistake at all.Just after the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month, Li Qingnuan sent Xiaoweng's jujube sauce and several jars of jujube plums to Liyuan, and delivered to several restaurants that ordered jujube cake. The order from years ago was considered over.

Tian Tieshi, who had just rested, began to help the butcher in the village go door-to-door to butcher pigs.Li Qingnuan also saw pig slaughter in the mountains when he was a child, but it was not as scary as people imagined.It's just that when driving pigs and pressing pigs' feet, at least four or five people are needed.

I don't know what the Chaohe Valley pays attention to when slaughtering pigs. Li Qingnuan only remembers that when she was a child, when her grandmother's house slaughtered pigs, she would follow them to pull the pig's tail. As for why, she couldn't remember.I was young at the time, and I only remember that the familiar butcher in the village accompanied four or five strong men to pick up a chopping board made of wooden doors, and then put a basin filled with shallow salt water under the chopping board to collect pig blood.

While washing the millet and malt, Li Qingnuan was thinking about how to boil the candied melon for a while.After all, in her previous life, she only saw her grandma get through it, so she was really afraid of ruining things if she really started doing it.

As the saying goes, 23, if the sugar melon is sticky, the Stove Lord will go to heaven.Even if you travel through time, it is inevitable to prepare these things that symbolize the New Year.

When Tian Tieshi came back, his wife's candied melon had just come out of the pan and was pinched.He put down the pig's blood and pig's intestines in the basket, washed his face in a hurry, and then cheekily approached his wife.

Li Qingnuan stretched out his index finger and poked it, hugging him from behind, and with a loyal face on his head resting on his shoulder, he stuffed a piece of candied melon into his man's mouth with his backhand.

(End of this chapter)