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When you take a bite of the sour beans, the sour taste instantly fills your entire mouth.

Zhou Cuihong’s eyes widened.

The sour beans are sour, but not too sour, and have a little sweetness.

And when it is chopped, it tastes more refreshing and crispy when eaten.

Zhou Cuihong couldn't help but put another one in her mouth. It was sour, crisp and tender. She was sure that no one else in Hekou Village could make this texture and taste.

But when she thought that it was that little bitch who did it, Zhou Cuihong's face fell again.

Chen Dabao watched her eat one after another, and said anxiously, "Milky, all of them are mine!"

"Don't eat any more!" Chen Dabao protected the sour beans and didn't let anyone touch them.

Zhou Cuihong chuckled, "Who cares?"

After saying that, she turned around and went out.

Chen Dabao leaned over to take a look, then held the bowl of sour beans very tenderly and ate another one. It tasted sour and very delicious.

That night.

The sour beans that He Jing gave out were almost all eaten.

the next day.

It was Xu Zhaodi's turn to cook. She got up, lit the fire and cooked porridge, then came out to brush her teeth. Liu Yufen, who lived in front, was the aunt who had sent He Jing back before.

She saw smoke coming out of the He family's chimney and knew someone was up, so she came over and knocked on the door. It was Xu Zhaodi who opened it. She smiled and asked, "Do you have any sour beans at home?"

Xu Zhaodi immediately became alert, "Aunt, you know, my family only has a small vegetable plot on the back hill, and we only grow beans there, and we make all of them into pickled beans."

"Besides, we delivered them all yesterday, and ate a little at home, so there really isn't much left."

Xu Zhaodi was in a difficult situation.

Liu Yufen let out a sigh, knowing that she couldn't get it, but the sour beans tasted much better than the olives.

It would be delicious if this could be eaten with white porridge.

I just forgot to save some last night, so I have nothing to eat this morning.

"Is there really nothing to share?" Liu Yufen thought of her grandson's greed and couldn't help but ask, "How about I exchange an egg for some?"

When Xu Zhaodi heard that one egg could be exchanged for a spoonful of sour beans, her eyes immediately lit up.

Just about to agree.

Shi Chunlan came out and after asking what was going on, she waved her hands and said, "It's just a spoonful of sour beans. Why do you want eggs?"

Shi Chunlan asked Xu Zhaodi to go into the kitchen and scoop out a spoonful of sour beans. "If you hadn't led Jingjing the way last time, I don't know when she would have been able to come back."

Xu Zhaodi was reluctant at first, but after hearing Shi Chunlan's words, she reluctantly agreed.

She also doesn't like owing favors to others.

If the favor can be repaid with sour beans, it would be quite a good deal.

Xu Zhaodi went in.

Shi Chunlan continued, "Also, last time Zhou Cuihong gossiped about my Jingjing, it was you who stepped in to clarify the matter."

Shi Chunlan and Zhou Cuihong had a fight that day, but some people in the village still believed the rumor. Liu Yufen said it didn't happen, and also said that He Jing knelt down and cried for forgiveness after she got home that night.

Although this matter was not decent, it was enough for He Jing.

Everyone in the village knew that He Jing was indeed kept in the dark by her adoptive parents, and she returned immediately after learning the truth.

She is also a filial daughter.

Much better than He Fangfang.

Liu Yufen just said what she knew without thinking too much. She sighed and shook her head, "I know about it. If I kept it a secret and watched your family get into a mess, I would be a bad person."

"That's enough." said Shi Chunlan.

Xu Zhaodi scooped out a bowl of sour beans, and Liu Yufen took it with the bowl.

"Thank you." Liu Yufen said.

Shi Chunlan waved her hand, "We are all neighbors, why should we be polite?"

“Sour beans are something that every household can make.”

"It's only because my little daughter has some skills that you like her."

"Otherwise, it's nothing."

Xu Zhaodi was listening nearby and thought to herself that it was not a matter of skill, as others might not be able to make it taste the same way using the same method.

But she said nothing.

After exchanging pleasantries, Shi Chunlan and Liu Yufen went home.

"Mom, is a bowl of sour beans really enough to pay off the favor?" Xu Zhaodi took a look before closing the door and went out. She was curious but felt it was too much of a profit, so she couldn't help asking.

Shi Chunlan glanced over and said, "I paid it back, but not much."

"At least there's give and take."

Xu Zhaodi understood, "Then when she comes again some other day, shall we continue to give her money?"

Isn't this endless?

Xu Zhaodi was not happy.

Shi Chunlan shook her head, "There wasn't much left at home."

"Besides, you don't have to take some back to your parents' home?"

Xu Zhaodi giggled and took her arm, "Mom is always good to us."

Other mothers-in-law would not directly tell their daughters-in-law to take things back.

Even during the Chinese New Year or other festivals, if I wanted to bring some back to my parents' home, or even just one more egg, I would have to talk for half a day.

Only the He family doesn’t have so many rules, and they even allow people to take more back.

Xu Zhaodi told everyone at the dinner table that Liu Yufen from next door wanted to exchange eggs for pickled beans.

He Jing heard this and thought, "Mom and Dad, I think they will come over to get more after they finish eating the sour beans."

"We don't have much at home," said Xu Zhaodi.

Liao Hongmei thought for a moment, looked at her man, hesitated for a while, and then looked at He Jing, "Jingjing, what are you going to do?"

"I'll tell them how to make pickled beans," said He Jing.

It’s just a method of pickling vegetables, it’s not that important.

Shi Chunlan thought about it and had no objection.

"This is your way. If you want to say something, say it. If you don't want to say anything, they won't say anything to you," said Shi Chunlan.

He Zhiqiang took a bite of sour beans and drank a mouthful of porridge mixed with grains. "Your mother is right. You can do whatever you want."

"We all support you."

When Liao Hongmei heard this, her heart finally settled down.

My husband is the team leader of the production team. If my sister-in-law doesn't even want to tell me how to pickle sour beans, I don't know what people will say about her.

“But I think some people don’t want to make it, or they can’t make the same taste.” He Jing continued, “I’m worried that some people will still bring other things to exchange for sour beans.”

He Jing looked around at the people at the dinner table.

She had only asked about the black market twice before, and Shi Chunlan and He Jijun had reacted very strongly.

The current situation is similar to black market transactions.

But it's different.

Because there is also bartering in the village.

He Jijun, a member of the production team, immediately responded, "It can be changed."

"We are all from the same village. No one will say anything."

Xu Zhaodi thought that exchanging an egg for a spoonful of sour beans would be profitable, so she definitely supported it.

"There are people in the village who exchange two eggs for a winnowing basket."

"Not everyone can make a dustpan, so it still needs to be replaced."

"If we really can't exchange anything and can only buy, how much can we buy?" Xu Zhaodi curled her lips. The town is so small and there are so many people.

Every time I go back to the market, I have to queue for half a day.

Sometimes even if you queue up, you may not be able to buy it.

What's the use.

It's of no use at all.

Xu Zhaodi was disgusted.

He Jing raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that there was someone in the He family who had the same idea as him.

After some discussion, He Zhiqiang concluded, "It is possible to change, but there must be a scale for how to change."

“Not too low, not too high.”

"You can't exchange it for a bunch of useless things."

He Zhiqiang glanced over and asked, "Do you understand?"