The fake daughter is so crazy! After going to the countryside, she is spoiled by a rough man every d

Listening to her words, Zhou Qian felt that it would be a sin if he didn't agree.

"Of course I'm willing to learn, as long as you are willing to teach and don't look down on me," said Zhou Qian'an.

He Jing smiled and nodded, continuing to pick chicken mushrooms. "Then when you get the textbook back, we'll start studying."

There is still more than a year from now to the exam.

He Jing wanted Zhou Qian to take the college entrance examination with her so that both of them could go to college.

But it is not necessary for him to go through elementary school. It would be a bit difficult for him to complete the knowledge of elementary school, junior high school and high school within one year.

When she thought of this question, He Jing frowned slightly and began to think deeply.

Zhou Qian didn't think much about it. He just wanted to learn a few more words. Being able to sign should be enough. He happily picked a basket of Alstroemeria.

Only then did he go down the mountain with He Jing.

At this moment, the rain stopped, the sky cleared up, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sun came out.

However, the mountain road was still muddy, but the sunlight was shining down, illuminating the dew on the grass and leaves, making the entire forest exceptionally fresh, bright and dazzling.

Shi Chunlan knew that He Jing was out with Zhou Qian'an again, so she got up early to wait for someone.

Seeing the two of them coming back with a basket of chicken mushrooms, the worry in my heart was reduced a little and the smile on my face deepened a lot.

"So many?" Shi Chunlan didn't see the mushrooms in the basket, but she could smell that they were chicken mushrooms. She didn't expect to see so many at a glance.

A basket full.

"Our two families are together." Zhou Qian explained.

"Aunt Shi, you have a big family, so please leave more. My mother and I eat less, so you don't need to leave too much." Zhou Qian also took a pound of cooked meat back home so he wouldn't have to worry about food.

Pigs were secretly slaughtered almost every day at the pig farm. Zhou Qian would keep some for everyone to share and then pick out to sell.

Pig offal is the most abundant, but not many people want it.

He Jing said it could be handled, but it would take time and effort.

Zhou Qian'an said that the dog didn't need any food, so he cooked it for him.

Yes, there are four dogs on the pig farm, and each of them is fat and strong.

The first time He Jing saw it, she was really shocked.

"Thank you then." Shi Chunlan didn't know the real situation. She was just happy to have an extra meal of mushrooms to eat tonight.

After seeing Zhou Qian off, Shi Chunlan said to He Jing, "It's raining at noon, are you going to pick them like this?"

"Are you wet?" Shi Chunlan looked at He Jing's clothes and found that they were almost not wet, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, I'm fine." He Jing even turned around in front of her.

Shi Chunlan nodded, and then said something else, "Many people in the village are asking how to make pickled beans."

"You said it last time, but no one remembers it very well."

"You have to go to a few houses this afternoon and help them check on them." Shi Chunlan said, "It's hard work for you."

After work, I can’t come home to rest and have to visit several families.

Shi Chunlan could go, but it was her turn to cook today and she couldn't leave home.

Besides, everyone in the village thinks that He Jing's method is the best. She pays close attention to the sour beans she makes, and that's the authentic taste.

"Okay." He Jing agreed immediately.

In the evening, the sun sets.

The sky was lit up with a bright red.

He Jing got off work and was called home by Mrs. Qing and a few of her sisters.

After working for a while and getting a few sweet potatoes, he came back.

At this moment, there was noise coming from Zhou Cuihong's house again.

He Jing didn't even look at it and went straight home.

But the second sister-in-law Xu Zhaodi was curious and came back with gossip after a while.

"Zhou Cuihong made sour beans again, but it failed again. Everyone who ate them had diarrhea." Xu Zhaodi came back and smiled with her hand covering her mouth.

Then, she added, "Chen Jiancheng said he would throw away the pickled beans, but Zhou Cuihong was reluctant to do so, so the two of them started arguing."

"Then what?" asked sister-in-law Liao Hongmei.

Xu Zhaodi laughed, "This is not the most exciting part."

"Didn't her eldest grandson Dabao clamor for sour beans?"

"Zhou Cuihong's cooking was not tasty. He had diarrhea last time. He was not happy about it now, so he smashed it all."

"It's such a big pickling vat, just smash it with stones." Xu Zhaodi saw the broken pieces all over the ground, and it was impossible to find someone to fix it.

If I buy one now, I don’t know how much it will cost.

Xu Zhaodi shook her head distressedly, "Luckily it's not my son. If it was my son, his legs would have been broken."

"Such a wasteful thing." Xu Zhaodi was glad again.

Liao Hongmei thought about it for a moment, then shook her head, "Dabao has always been spoiled."

"Liu Xiangqiao wants to control it but can't." Liao Hongmei sighed, "We can't control other people's affairs."

"Sister-in-law and second sister-in-law, we have chicken mushrooms tonight. How do you plan to eat them? Stir-fry them, make soup, or steam them?" He Jing asked.

The attention of Liao Hongmei and Xu Zhaodi was instantly diverted.

Seeing so many Alternaria japonica, Xu Zhaodi suggested, "Why not make the same for all of them?"

"Yes." There is only one flavor, and with so many people in the family, it is impossible to take everyone into consideration.

It’s better to do them all.

This is fairer.

Moreover, Liao Hongmei saw that there were quite a lot of chicken mushrooms.

"Jingjing, did you and Zhou Qianan pick these at noon?" Liao Hongmei suddenly remembered something. "Did anyone see them in the mountains?"

Liao Hongmei was still a little worried.

They are dating, but they are not married, so they are just a single man and a single woman together.

Bad for reputation.

He Jing shook her head, "No one saw it."

"But Zhou Qi'an and I are innocent. If anyone sees this, we will be open and honest. We are not afraid of what they say."

Xu Zhaodi wanted to say something, but after hearing her words, she didn't say anything.

Shi Chunlan is cooking today and He Jing is helping.

Liao Hongmei and Xu Zhaodi still had other work to do, so after chatting, they had to go out and continue working.

The men at home are not at home, they are all busy.

It has been raining and windy these few days, and all the branches in the mountains have been blown down. Everyone in the village has rushed to pick them up.

The water in the river is turbid, so everyone has to fetch water in advance, otherwise it will be useless.

Shi Chunlan can make chicken mushrooms, but He Jing wanted to cook, so she asked her to do it.

There was no meat at home, so He Jing could only cook something simple.

Moreover, the purpose of eating mushrooms is to enjoy their original flavor. If you add too many seasonings, the original taste will be lost, which is not worth it.

There are three dishes, each of which is related to Alpinia hortensis.

The sweet fragrance wafted out and everyone in the house could smell it.

Zhou Cuihong, who lived next door, had just eaten some stinky sour beans and had gone to the toilet several times. She was so weak that she didn't want to move. Suddenly, she smelled the fragrance of Alpinia argentea.

Zhou Cuihong jumped up and pointed at Liu Xiangqiao who was busy running around, and started cursing loudly again.

The He family heard it in the main room.

Shi Chunlan overheard this and thought it was unlucky, so she asked He Zhiqiang to pick up the chopsticks so that everyone could start eating. She was not in the mood to listen to the bad things happening next door.

But people are curious and gossipy.

Although it was time for dinner and the table was full of delicious food, one still couldn't help but prick up one's ears to listen.

Then, Xu Zhaodi started talking after listening to them, talking about how the neighbors were doing recently, and the family started discussing it.

He Jing didn't interrupt and just listened quietly.