Lu Mingyue was a child with a bad temper. After gently putting Lu Panddy down, he waved his fists to beat them.

"Mingyue!" Qian called out to Lu Mingyue and scolded her, "Don't make trouble and bring trouble to your uncle and aunt."

Lu Mingyue's fist stopped in mid-air.

Qian went forward and pulled her into her arms. She also felt sorry for Pan Di, but now Mingyue had to rely on Qiu Niang for everything, so it would be better for her to be more sensible.

Otherwise Qiu Niang would be unhappy.

After leaving Lu Mingyue's arms, Lu Pandi slept in the middle of the road.

The others were still on their way, the muddy ground was dusty and the dust kept falling on her face, and soon she was covered with a layer of dust.

The grandfather of the Lu family was so angry that he would have slapped Dai Hongmei to death if he had not taken into account the difference between men and women.

He spent money to let Lu Panddy eat better, but she ended up ignoring her.

In order to better implement the plan, he had to get out of the prison van himself and carry Lu Pandyi into the van.

As she moved, Lu Pandi's eyelashes trembled slightly.

After getting on the prison van, Lu's grandfather personally fed Lu Pandi water and porridge.

Many people were very surprised.

Could it be that this old man has changed his temperament?

Why did he suddenly feel sorry for his great-granddaughter?

Lu Ce stared at his grandfather, frowning slightly, always feeling that something was wrong with his grandfather.

"What are you two doing standing there? Do you want to sleep tonight?!" The officer came over with a whip in hand and scolded them.

Let's continue on our way.

Lu Ce asked Mingyue and her mother to walk in front. He looked at the small swirl of hair on the back of Mingyue's head and warned her, "Mingyue, try not to get in touch with Pandi recently."

Lu Mingyue's eyes were sore and she lowered her head and hummed.

She held back her tears for a while, but they finally fell. Lu Mingyue was afraid that her family would notice, so she pretended that there was sand in her eyes and rubbed them.

My uncle said today that she is no longer the same person she was in Beijing, and has lost the qualifications to show kindness to others.

After walking for a while, they arrived at the place where they would sleep that night, and even Jiang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

The officer asked the others to rest where they were and called Jiang Qiu over to cook.

"Are we having egg-filled pancakes and wild vegetables tonight?"

"Eat the oil bun."

"Oil bag?"

"Yeah! To be exact, it's a greasy sugar bun."

Jiang Qiu thought of making oil-sugar buns because she felt that everyone was really too tired.

She is even more tired when she starts cooking early in the morning!

So Jiang Qiu wanted to make a simple, filling and delicious evening meal.

That's the carbohydrate bomb - the sugar and oil bag!

Every time I eat it, I feel so happy that I explode.

Modern people eat less and less of it because the sugar-oil buns are a pure mixture of sugar and oil.

But now that everyone exercises so much and comes into contact with very little sugar and oil in their daily lives, there is no need to worry about this problem.

"I'll let the dough rise first. This will take a while. I'll fry the oil residue later."

"Oil residue?" Hu Zi, who was the best cook among the officers, asked doubtfully.

"Youzila, the pig fat is cut into pieces and heated in a pot. The liquid that comes out is poured out and cooled to become pig fat, and the rest is the youzila," Jiang Qiu explained.

After she said that, Hu Zi understood.

“Is grease residue a word only found in the South?”

"Yes, my cooking master is from the South, so when I say the names of dishes, my vocabulary tends to be more southern."

Jiang Qiu herself is from the south, and this sugar-coated bun is only eaten when someone moves into a new house in her hometown.

Anyone who has eaten oil dumplings knows that if you are not careful and bite a big hole into it and swallow it, it can be so hot that you jump and get blisters in your mouth.

I remember that time she carefully broke off a small piece, and a little of the white sugar lard wrapped inside came out, as well as small transparent grains of pork lard, green plum grains, and green and red silk mixed in.

She had to blow on it a few more times before taking a bite. The skin was soft and fluffy, and the lard filling that flowed into her mouth was absolutely amazing.

It doesn't have a greasy smell, nor does it make you feel sick.

It has been a long time since I made it and eaten it. Jiang Qiu doesn’t know if he can perfectly replicate the taste of this oil-sugar bun according to his memory.

Of course, she doesn’t have green plums or green and red shreds now. Jiang Qiu just hopes that the simple sugar and oil buns can bring some gourmet comfort to everyone.

"Aunt, can I help you with the work?" Lu Mingyue came over.

Today, grandma made her realize that her aunt and uncle could choose not to raise her and her brother.

She didn't want herself and her brother to be abandoned.

"No need, your uncle is helping me." Jiang Qiu saw the little girl's worried face and could guess what she was thinking.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Qiu said, "If you want to help, why don't you help your grandma look after Yao'er now, and come back to help collect the money when you sell the goods in the evening?"

"can!"

Lu Mingyue agreed happily, her eyes sparkling.

Dai Hongmei looked at this scene, curled her lips, and said to Lu Guangzong: "In my opinion, Qian Shi is too cowardly and failed to control Jiang Qiu. If Qian Shi could control Jiang Qiu, how could Lu Mingyue have to please that little bitch?"

Lu Guangzong nodded: "Qian has always been a coward."

When they were in the capital, their family often asked Qian for money, and as long as they were a little tougher, Qian was willing to give it.

Moreover, as the wife of the general who guards the country, her favorite thing every day is to deal with a group of poor people. She said that she wanted to pray for the general, hoping that he could return home safely without getting hurt.

According to the current situation, her prayers did not have any effect at all, and the general who guards the country still died.

Lu Guangzong crossed his arms and looked at Jiang Qiu and Lu Ce busying around. He sighed, "After walking for such a long time, he still had to cook for the officials. I don't know what Jiang Qiu is trying to do."

"She collected a lot of wild vegetables today. It seems she wants to sell them."

"Wild vegetables? Even dogs won't buy them!"

Lu Guangzong lay on the ground, yawned, and prepared to take a nap.

After a while, he suddenly smelled the fragrance in the air, "Who's eating delicious food?"

"Jiang Qiu made scrambled eggs with wild vegetables. She also made two dishes with wild vegetables. One dish was steamed with flour, and the other was fried with eggs. We can buy them from her when we make porridge later. One tael of silver is for a bowl. Do you want to buy some?" Dai Hongmei hadn't eaten scrambled eggs since she was exiled. Moreover, an official tasted the scrambled eggs with wild vegetables and said that the wild vegetables and eggs were tender, fragrant and smooth when eaten together.

Makes me drool just looking at it.

Lu Guangzong was silent.

The Lu family's grandparents shouted, "Go buy two bowls of scrambled eggs with wild vegetables!"

Lu Guangzong: “…”

Could it be that his grandparents were pigs?

Dai Hongmei was delighted and quickly responded, "It's here, grandson's wife will go buy it right away."

She lined up with silver in her hand. There were already more than ten people in front of her.

One tael per person, you can earn at least ten taels.

Dai Hongmei thought that she only had one or two taels of silver now, and she gritted her teeth secretly. She must find a way to cheat Jiang Qiu of his money.

It would be best to instigate Lu’s grandmother to quarrel with Qian!

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