I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

She said proudly, "Sister, just do more! There's nothing to be surprised about."

"I'm going to pick wild onions. You can figure out how to make this scallion pancake."

Ji Xiaobei patted his sister on the shoulder and said, "She is a teachable child with a promising future."

Ji Xiaobei washed the wild onions, then took out a pot of oil, and, with his plump cheeks, watched Xiaoju playing with the snow-white dough.

"Xiao Ju, do you like cooking?" Ji Xiaobei asked with interest.

"I like it, but all we make at home is black flour paste and wild vegetable soup. What else can we do?" Xiaoju said with a wry smile.

"Sister, go get the lid quickly, it's time to take the food out of the pot!" Xiaoju said anxiously.

"Okay, okay!" Ji Xiaobei took the curtain. It had been used for a long time, so it was a little uneven and warped. She wanted to break it apart, but with a click, the curtain was broken.

"This one is not very strong!" Ji Xiaobei had bulging cheeks, which were a little red.

Xiaoju chuckled. The elder sister was still the same elder sister Hu, she hadn't changed at all.

"Sister, it's broken evenly, it won't affect the use!" Xiaoju put the scallion pancake on the lid and put another one in the pot.

Ji Xiaobei's mouth was watering with greed, it was so hot, she tore off a piece and put it in her mouth, sah sah, it was so delicious!

So much better than those pre-made pancakes my mom buys!

Starting a snack business shouldn’t be a problem, as Xiaoju has a talent for cooking.

Xiaoju went out to fetch firewood twice, but still couldn't finish frying half a bowl of noodles. She lay over the stove, sweating all over, and her waist was about to break.

Dear sister, how much dough is this?

"Ju, take a break if you're tired!" Ji Xiaobei picked up the third scallion pancake, and in a short while, she had already finished two.

Finally, the last one was put into the pot. Xiaoju's eyes went dark and she almost fainted. There was a thick pile of food on the two half-drawn curtains behind her.

Xiaohua was attracted by the fragrance as soon as she entered the yard and went straight to the kitchen.

Okay, she asked her second sister to get her some water. The flowers had all wilted while she was waiting, but she still hadn’t gone home. It turned out that she was making white pancakes at home.

However, she was not angry at all. She grabbed a scallion pancake and bit into it cleanly.

Lin looked at the pile of scallion pancakes and felt angry. She thought her eldest daughter really didn't know how to live. Good things couldn't be eaten in one day. But after all, the things were brought back by her eldest daughter, and she couldn't say it out loud.

Lin's expression was both happy and sad. This day was a mixture of joy and sorrow!

"Mom, Aunt Song and the head of the village helped our family yesterday. I'll give them a few of these cakes." Ji Xiaobei said.

"Yes, your Aunt Song has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. She doesn't have a bad heart!" Lin forced a smile. She saw Ji Xiaobei took three cakes.

Nowadays, bringing two steamed buns to visit someone is considered a high-end gift.

Ji Xiaobei smiled and thought: She used to live in the old house of the Ji family, opposite Aunt Song. They were sworn enemies and often quarreled with each other. Aunt Song was not a bad person, but her original body was unreasonable...

"Yes, Aunt Song is a nice person. I'll get a few for the village head." Ji Xiaobei rolled up four more and stuffed them into the basket.

"Bei, there's something that has me very worried. There was such a big commotion in our house yesterday, but your grandma and your two uncles didn't make any noise at all. This shouldn't happen!"

Lin said worriedly.

Ever since the second uncle came and told her the news of his father's death, he has never appeared again. This is not logical. Even if Lin didn't say it, she had already started to have doubts in her heart.

She went to deliver something to Aunt Song, just to find out what her second and third aunts were doing.

"Mom, I think it's strange. I'm thinking about it. Don't worry!" Ji Xiaobei comforted her.

Standing in the yard, she looked around the small courtyard. There were two rooms in the west wing, which had been idle for a long time and were used to store farm tools. The roof was leaking a little and needed to be reinforced with some yellow mud and grass. The house also needed to be cleaned up.

She didn't want to squeeze together with the Ji family at night. It was very inconvenient to change clothes and eat.

And there were so many people, some were farting, some were grinding their teeth, and there was no peace all night.

She had an idea in her mind and went out with the basket.

To get to Aunt Song's house, you have to take a big detour. Although they are eastern neighbors and the two houses are separated by a wall, her door faces west while Aunt Song's door faces east.

Opposite Aunt Song's house is the old house of the Ji family.

During the time that Ji Xiaobei lived in the old house, he would often slap his thighs and curse with Aunt Song. Whatever Aunt Song cursed, she would curse back. The two of them were evenly matched and there was no one better.

Old Mrs. Ji was disgusted by the fuss and often scolded Lin for giving birth to a beastly daughter.

The entire Jijia Bay is not big, and she strode to Aunt Song's door in a short while.

I glanced at the old house. The door was closed and it was very quiet, as if no one was home.

"Aunt Song, is Aunt Song home?" She knocked on the door and shouted. The door was rotten and shaking, and she was so scared that she hid far away.

"Oh, it's Xiaobei, come in quickly!" Aunt Song came out with disheveled hair.

"Aunt Song, I brought some pancakes for my younger brother and sister to try!" As she said this, she took out three white flour scallion pancakes from the basket.

Aunt Song's mouth suddenly opened into an O shape. White flour?

She thought she was seeing things, so she rubbed her eyes and saw that they were indeed white, with chopped green onions and oily texture.

"No, what are you doing?" Aunt Song said with a serious face.

Ji Xiaobei bent his back, lowered his voice, and said in tears: "Auntie, it was all thanks to you yesterday, otherwise I would have been bullied.

I am a married woman who has returned to my parents’ home. My father is not around, my mother is weak, my younger brothers and sisters are still young, and I don’t have the support of you aunts. What do you think of me…”

"Oh, you're so polite for this. Before you got married, we lived next door to each other, and we did... well,

We are all impatient people, and we only talk to people we like. Let’s not talk about the past. If you have any problems in the future, come find your Aunt Song.”

A burly woman stood weakly in front of Aunt Song. Aunt Song patted her chest, stood on tiptoe, and pulled her into the house with all her might.

"Aunt, I won't go in. There are a lot of things to do at home. There are only three rooms, and it's already crowded for mother and my brothers and sisters to live in. I'll go back and clean up the west wing. There's a lot of work to do. Look at me covered in dirt."

Ji Xiaobei patted his clothes in a bluffing manner.

"Sister, no, niece, your family is full of young and old people. How long are you going to finish this by yourself? After dinner, I will call some older sisters to help you clean up."

"Really? That's really too much trouble for you, auntie!"

"What's the trouble? We are from the village, we have plenty of strength, it's just a piece of cake!"

The two of them argued for a long time, and Aunt Song felt bad, so she took out a piece of pickled cabbage from the house and stuffed it into Ji Xiaobei's basket.