Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

The locust hunting must continue.

Old Man Cui led his men to the fields, and Cui Jingwen and Cui Zhaozhao also went with them. Lin stayed at home to prepare things to take to the city tomorrow.

There were still ten sausages left from the last time I made, so I gave them to the constables Jingwen was familiar with to share.

It was a rare occasion for Old Mrs. Cui to go into the east room. After entering, she looked around inconspicuously and nodded secretly.

The household items are in order and the stove is clean.

Lin brought a stool for Old Mrs. Cui.

"Your father and I ate the pickles, and they were indeed delicious." Old Mrs. Cui paused and added, "Cheng Liang also said they were better than the pickles from the county town's pickle shop."

Lin seemed not to have heard the last sentence: "Do you and Dad think it tastes good?"

The ancients valued filial piety, so when they came across something new, they would usually buy it and give it to the elderly first, so she valued Mrs. Cui's opinion very much.

"How can it not taste good? Maybe there's sugar in it? I can tell with just one bite." Old Mrs. Cui said proudly.

"It's your father who said his teeth hurt after eating. It's really like a wild boar can't eat fine bran, so he eats up all the good stuff."

Old Mrs. Cui was so disappointed with Lin that she couldn't help but smile.

Sugar is more expensive than salt here, so people only buy a couple of candies during festivals to sweeten their children’s mouths, let alone use sugar in cooking.

In the eyes of Old Lady Cui, Old Man Cui just has a bad mouth.

It’s not sugar’s fault anyway.

"Everyone has their own tastes, which is indeed a problem." Lin said with a smile, "I only made one flavor this time. Next time I will try a flavor without sugar."

Mrs. Cui said hurriedly, "Yes, yes, the one without sugar is fine too."

This was not said by her, it was said by Lin first.

How can you make money if you add sugar?

Lin smiled but said nothing.

Of course sugar is included in the cost, and if the cost is high the price will naturally be high, but she didn't say this.

But Old Mrs. Cui is becoming more and more adorable. Even though her face is full of pain, she pretends not to care.

After that, the two of them could not find any more topics to talk about.

The more she interacted with Lin, the more convinced Mrs. Cui became of her, and she even wanted to do something to help Lin.

She was very happy when Lin came to her with pickles in the evening.

Old Mrs. Cui looked around and racked her brains to find another topic.

"Mom, I'm not sure about something right now." Lin spoke at the right time.

Old Mrs. Cui pricked up her ears: "What's the problem?"

Lin explained the packaging details, including the ceramic jars currently used in the sauce shop.

The requirement is that it is watertight and can be sealed.

They are close to the brick kiln, so it’s actually a good idea to customize a batch, but you just have to wait two or three days.

Old Lady Cui slapped her thigh and said, "This is easy. We can just use bamboo tubes. Ask the third child to go to the mountain and cut as many as we want. It doesn't cost anything."

Lin also thought about using a bamboo tube: "But how do you seal it?"

"Don't worry about that. I'll go back and weave a few lids."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Lin looked at Old Lady Cui's back and smiled unconsciously.

Whether in the past life or now, Mrs. Cui can be considered a good mother-in-law.

Old Mrs. Cui went back to the house, found a machete, went out of the yard, and headed into the darkness with the machete in hand.

Lin was terrified and quickly lit a torch and called Dahei to follow.

Old Mrs. Cui did not go up the mountain alone, but went to the Cui family's land.

Lin had to hurry and catch up.

Mrs. Cui turned around in surprise: "Why are you here too?"

Lin:......

"I'm really worried that you didn't have a torch."

Old Lady Cui waved her hand nonchalantly: "I've lived in the village for half my life. I could walk here with my eyes closed."

However, seeing Lin running over anxiously, Old Mrs. Cui felt like she had eaten a mouthful of honey.

After Old Man Cui finished his work with his men, he found that his wife and Mrs. Lin had also arrived.