Sister Mei said: "Two pig trotters are nothing, you tell me a day in advance, and I can get them."
"Thank you, sister." Lin Qinghe nodded.
The two of them kept secret for a while, Lin Qinghe talked about kerosene again, and Sister Mei asked her to come and take it home with her tomorrow. Only when she saw a guest coming from Sister Mei's counter, she said goodbye.
Lin Qinghe didn't rush back, and covered the basket with the tablecloth at the bottom of the basket. He went around a lot, bought some peppers, dried ginger, garlic, etc., before heading back home.
When it was almost in Zhoujiatun, Lin Qinghe poured out the eggs from the space and took three catties out. As for the meat, there was no more.
That's tomorrow.
But I still got two white bread rolls. The three children hadn't eaten meat for several days, so they had to give them some meat.
In fact, this is her standard, if according to the standard of the village, the three eldest brothers are undoubtedly living in a honey jar.
There are eggs to eat every day, from time to time there are white rabbit toffee, apples, pears, and red dates.
If this is still wronged, how can it be considered bad
But Lin Qinghe didn't have this self-consciousness.
After returning home, Lin Qinghe told Zhou Mu about the pig's feet, saying that he would tell her a day or two in advance when he needed it.
Zhou's mother saw that she really had a way, and she felt a lot of emotion in her heart. As expected, what she can eat is what she can do.
Looking in her basket, Lin Qinghe was naturally not afraid of her. She took out two white bread directly.
"White bread!" Both the eldest baby and the second baby's eyes lit up.
In recent days, the three children, who have been ghosts and spirits, ran up immediately, shouting to eat and eat.
Although he hadn't eaten this white bread for a while, he still had the impression that it was delicious!
"The eldest baby took it in and cut it in half with a knife, remember, you are the eldest brother, and you must be fair and just." Lin Qinghe gave the two big buns to the eldest baby and said.
The big baby said: "Of course I will be fair and just!"
The second baby didn't worry about him, and followed him into the kitchen.
Just cut a bun. After the new year, he will be six years old. It's not a big deal, so Lin Qinghe will naturally feel relieved to give it to him.
The eldest baby was cut up and divided into half for the second baby and half for the third baby. However, worried that the third baby would be too oily to eat, so he didn't give it to him, and used a bowl to pretend to take it out to his mother.
"The half is for you to eat." Lin Qinghe took the bowl and spoon and fed the third baby, said.
Just as Zhou's mother wanted to say no, Lin Qinghe took the third baby with a bowl and went back to the hall to eat. It was too cold outside.
"Mum, you taste it, this white bread is delicious!" Zhou Dawa gave him Mum, and said.
"Fragrant!" The baby on Tuesday also nodded.
Mother Zhou followed the steamed buns, which were eggs and meat, and white bread. It would be weird if it wasn't fragrant.
Seeing my daughter-in-law, I really don't mind if she eats it, so Zhou's mother ate it too. Don't tell me... it was so fragrant that she was about to swallow her tongue.
"Mother, do you want to stay for dinner at noon?" Lin Qinghe asked.
"No, I will go home when you come back." Zhou Mu said.
"The eldest baby and the second baby, I will give you a gift." Lin Qinghe said.
"Mama, let's go, we will take you back." The eldest baby and the second baby said.
Zhou Mu was also sent back by their brothers, and there was not much left or right, and both brothers were dressed much warmer this year.
And she has seen it all, there is a lot of firewood in the house, I am not afraid that it will not be burned this winter, and the sweater on the eldest baby's body, the second baby's has also been half knitted.
There are still a lot of yarn balls in the house, and it seems that the three children are also part of it.
After returning home, Zhou's mother asked both the eldest and the second baby and their brothers to go back, and Zhou's mother followed back to the old house.
Father Zhou was dozing off, and when he saw her coming back, he said, "Why are you back?"
"The old four is home, I will stay there to do it." Zhou Mu said.
Father Zhou moved his nose and said, "What smell?"
"I ate half a white bread over there." Zhou Mu said.
There are still meat at home, but when he thinks of White Bread, Father Zhou can't help but miss it.
He had eaten white bread once in his life, and the taste was so hard that he would never forget it in his life.
"Want to eat?" Zhou Mu smiled when she saw him and knew what he was thinking.
"What to eat, the third child is about to give birth, there is no need for misfortune, save it for her to eat." Father Zhou waved his hand and said.
Now these days are much better than before, and once the family is consummated, he is satisfied. As for the white bread, it won't be bad if you don't eat it.
But she didn't want to go home here, so the second baby said to his mother: "Mother, I have eaten it, but Grandpa hasn't eaten it yet."
Grandpa usually treats them very well.
The eldest nodded, "We used to be hungry, so grandpa would tell us to eat something."
Although it's not delicious, but it's full.
Because the original owner didn't take it seriously, they always went to find their grandfather and mother when they were hungry, so they still remember these things.
Lin Qinghe also understood, and said, "Then mother will bring back white bread when I go to buy meat tomorrow. You can bring it to your grandpa to eat, but you have to quietly give it to your grandpa and watch him eat it."
"Okay." Both the eldest and the second baby nodded.
Lin Qinghe smiled and touched their heads: "All are good."
The eyes of the eldest baby and the second baby are shining.
"What do you want to eat at noon?" Lin Qinghe asked.
"Eat egg dumplings." The big baby said.
The second baby nodded.
This was wrapped last night, and it is not a problem to leave it overnight in this weather.
So Lin Qinghe's crop cooked dumplings for them, and the dumpling soup was cooked with some shrimp skins, which tasted very good.
Now that there is nothing to do at home every day, Lin Qinghe wants to pickle some salted eggs.
She knows this, and she still uses native methods. She used to learn from her grandmother, and she was very good at it.
A small jar of salted eggs was marinated, not many, like about two catties, she took them out from the space, and brought them back from the'outside' today.
You have to add some white wine to the eggs when you pick them. The pickling time will take a month. If you pick them now, you can eat them next month.
The pickling of eggs was naturally asked by the eldest and second baby and their brothers to help. For example, the work of cleaning the eggs was left to their brothers.
She didn't intend to be pampered.
But after washing the eggs, she immediately washed their hands with warm water, and then put anti-freezing cream on them, and sent them to the kang to eat apples.
Put the jar of pickled eggs in the corner, and she came over to squeeze a piece with their brother, but she was knitting a sweater.
At this temperature, and there is enough firewood in the house, she doesn't need to use it sparingly, and the kang is burning and it is very warm.
However, there is no fruit at the supply and marketing cooperative. The kang will be relatively dry, so you should eat more fruit and other moisturizers.