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

"No need!" Xiaoju twisted her body stubbornly and said angrily:

"We have already separated. You are you and we are us. We have nothing to do with each other!"

Ergou's wife was not annoyed at all. She still smiled and said, "My child, Second Aunt loves you so much. At that time, I wanted to adopt you under Second Aunt's name! I almost became your mother..."

Xiaoju's face turned red and she gritted her teeth, her chest heaving up and down with anger.

Ergou's family has never had a child, so Grandma Ji thought about adopting Xiaoju to Ergou and his wife to see if they could have a child for the Ergou family.

Xiaoju was young at that time, and her second aunt had no children, so she ate well and dressed well.

She really wanted to go to her second aunt's house.

After Ergou's wife heard about it, she threw things around for several days, scolding Xiaoju for being a cheap bastard who wanted to marry someone higher up...

Mrs. Lin didn't dare to say a word and pulled Xiaoju back to the house angrily.

Later, when there was no news of Ji Daniu for many years, they drove Lin Pozi and her family out.

Now Ergou's wife brought up the matter again. Xiaoju felt that she was so stupid at that time.

How could I go to live with my second aunt just for a bite to eat?

She raised the broom in her hand and swept randomly under Ergou's wife's feet.

"Get out of here! Don't dirty the floor of my house..."

"Hey, you are such an ignorant kid. You shouldn't hit someone who smiles at you. Besides, she is your second aunt."

Sanhu's wife couldn't stand it anymore and taught Xiaoju a lesson.

Old Lady Ji walked around the yard and said to her two sons, "The tops of the walls have collapsed. Go get some soil to repair your eldest brother's house. The yellow clay in our fields is the best..."

The two sons turned around and went out.

Mrs. Lin was so anxious that she didn't want to argue with the old house at all.

Ji Xiaobei pulled her into the house and said, "Mom, let them fix it. It's useless after they fix it. Anyway, we didn't hire them..."

"Then they don't eat our food?" asked Mrs. Lin.

"If I tell them not to eat, they can't eat!"

Ji Xiaobei was confident.

Xiaohua and Mrs. Lin both went into the kitchen to clean it.

A family of five in the old house were busy repairing the wall in the yard.

This caused Aunt Song to lie on the wall and watch in surprise.

Aunt Song pulled down another piece of the crumbling adobe wall.

"Old Black's wife, what are you doing..." Old Mrs. Ji was so angry that she jumped up and cursed.

"It's okay, it's okay, you guys are busy!" Aunt Song stuck out her tongue and retracted her head.

Nearing noon, the people in the old house were still busy building the wall.

Mrs. Lin and Xiaoju cleaned up the kitchen and prepared to cook.

It had been a long time since I had eaten at home, and Ji Xiaobei was missing him, so he went to the kitchen.

Ergou's wife wanted to say hello to her, but when she saw that Ji Xiaobei seemed not to see her, she swallowed her words.

He glanced sadly at Old Lady Ji who was sitting under the shade of a tree.

Ji Xiaobei supported his old waist and walked into the kitchen.

"Sister, sit down quickly!" Xiaoju moved a small stool and asked Ji Xiaobei to sit down.

It was hot these days, and Ji Xiaobei felt very tired and had no taste in his mouth. He wanted to eat something sour and refreshing.

"Mom, I want to eat sour bamboo shoots..." Ji Xiaobei said.

"Ah, pickled bamboo shoots, we don't have any at home! But your Aunt Song's family used to pickle them, I'll go ask if they have any?"

Mrs. Lin stood in the yard and shouted, "Aunt Song, do you have any pickled bamboo shoots at home? I want some!"

There was no movement over there, so Mrs. Lin tried her best to shout a second time.

I heard a whooshing sound overhead...

"Snapped……"

"what……"

Old Mrs. Ji, who was fanning herself with a fan, was hit so hard that she was dizzy and the sour bamboo shoots soup flowed all over her face.

"Damn it, who threw this thing? Do you want to die..."

Then I heard the door of Aunt Song's house next door slam shut.

“Sour bamboo shoots don’t have eyes…” Mrs. Lin picked up the sour bamboo shoots bag and ran towards the kitchen.

Ji Xiaobei took the sour bamboo shoots that Aunt Song had airdropped for him and took out a bag of starch with a smile.

"Sweet potato noodles!" Xiaoju exclaimed.

"I ate a delicious snack in Anzhou. It was made with this. Ju, do you have the confidence to make it well?"

Ji Xiaobei asked expectantly.

Xiaoju: Thank you for thinking highly of me. I have never met you before, what should I do?

Ji Xiaobei sat on the side and gave the order: "Boil the water!"

The fire in the stove licked the black bottom of the pot madly.

"Mix the starch and water evenly, then slowly add the starch water into the pot, stirring as you go!"

After Ji Xiaobei finished speaking, he wanted to bend down to light the fire, but it was really difficult to squat down.

"Little one, little one..."

She leaned her head out and shouted into the yard.

A moment later, Fu Jichang had already sat down and started making a fire.

Xiaoju put starch water in the boiling water, and Fu Jichang stirred it with a spoon, adding firewood from time to time.

Mrs. Lin lit another stove and Aqi started the fire.

Mrs. Lin wants to make pancakes.

If you drink porridge every day, you will have cramps.

Everyone is looking forward to the lunch.

The batter in the pot became transparent and smooth, and Ji Xiaobei asked Xiaoju to scoop it out.

Fu Jichang: This is edible? One bowl of transparent paste per person?

Xiaoju: Eat like this?

Ji Xiaobei asked Fu Jichang to take it to the vent in the backyard to cool!

Fu Jichang carried the large porcelain basin out of the kitchen.

The people in the old house were sweating profusely from exhaustion, and they thought someone had brought them water.

He put down what he was holding and was about to run over.

Xiaoyao carried the basin directly to the backyard, leaving the old people in the house stunned.

Ji Xiaobei took out a piece of pork belly and threw it on the chopping board.

Mrs. Lin, Xiaoju and Aqi stared at the evenly distributed pork belly.

"Chrysanthemum, half of it should be braised, and the other half should be stewed with pork belly and dried eggplant."

"Okay! Sister!"

Xiaoju jumped three feet high with joy.

As soon as Mrs. Lin looked at Ji Xiaobei with an inquiring look, she was interrupted by Xiaoju.

"Mom, don't ask. It's useless to ask! Just eat!"

Mrs. Lin swallowed her words back.

While Xiaoju and Xiaobei were not paying attention, he quickly cut off a palm-sized piece and threw it into the sauce jar in the corner.

Ah Qi was stunned: ...Aunt Lin is so capable?

Xiaoju wanted to knead the dough, but Mrs. Lin refused to let her. She hadn't cooked for a long time and was anxious to cook. She had to show off her skills.

Mrs. Lin kneaded the dough skillfully, threw it on the chopping board, rolled it into thin sheets, and then lay on the stove and started making pancakes.

In this pot, the braised pork is already cooked.

The pork belly stewed with dried eggplant was also put into the pot.

The fragrance can be smelled throughout the whole village.

Sanhu's wife lowered her voice and said to her second sister-in-law, "They are cooking. The food smells so delicious. They are ready to entertain us!"

The sound was not loud, but the people in the old house could hear it clearly.

His hands moved faster and faster, and he didn't even have time to wipe the sweat.

Ji Xiaobei chopped the pickled bamboo shoots into pieces and put them in a bowl, then added soy sauce, vinegar, sugar, and chicken essence to make the sauce.

The jelly in the porcelain bowl in the backyard has almost cooled down.

Fu Jichang swallowed his saliva, holding the basin, feeling anxious inside, but walking as steadily as an old dog into the kitchen.

Xiaohua ran back at the right time!

Heita also came back with Ji Decai.

"It smells so good! It smells so good!"

The people working in the yard were so anxious that they swallowed their saliva frantically, but they didn't see Mrs. Lin calling them into the house.

And I closed the door of the kitchen...