Ugly girl only wants to farm

Xu Chaoyan climbed onto the oxcart, panting heavily. They hadn't even had a sip of water to save money; two bowls of tea cost one coin, which they thought was too expensive.

On the way back to the village, we passed a small stream. I scooped up some water and drank a few mouthfuls before I felt alive again. By the end of the afternoon, my throat felt like it was on fire.

He didn't care about his image anymore and just lay down on the cart, panting heavily.

"Look at you two, panting so hard. Hold that wooden basin steady. Are you going to take this pig's blood back to eat? What's so good about this stuff?"

Xu Chaoyan smiled slightly: "Uncle, please excuse me. This stuff was given to me by the butcher for free, so I shamelessly took it. I can make a meal or two with it when I get back."

After they staggered back home, Li Sanniang had looked out at the village entrance several times before she was relieved to see them return safely.

When Li San Niang saw Xu Chao Yan carrying a wooden basin, she quickly went over and was startled when she saw the somewhat congealed pig's blood: "What are you doing with this stuff? Where did it come from? Look, it's all over your clothes."

Meng Jiuxia also complained, "Mother, I've already told her not to get her hands on these things. Usually, hardly anyone cares about these things, but she insisted on bringing them back and even put a few winnowing baskets inside."

Xu Chaoyan explained with a smile, "I sold all the knittings my father made before, and the butcher said this stuff was free, so I took it back. I have a sweet tooth and I really like this kind of thing."

Li San Niang helped carry the things back, and Xu Chaoyan quickly put away the brown rice she bought and hurriedly went to wash the pig lungs.

Li San Niang quickly stopped her: "You should rest for a while. Leave this to your mother. Xia'er has worked hard today, so please rest for a while."

"Mom, I'm not tired, I'll go with you. We need to clean the pig lungs thoroughly, and we'll cook them for dinner tonight, shall we?"

Li San Niang said with a surprised look, "What's so good about pig offal? Didn't you say you made some money selling those trinkets? You should buy some meat. Our family hasn't seen any minced meat in a long time. You've been suffering these days."

Xu Chaoyan smiled and said, "It's alright. As long as the whole family is together and safe and sound, that's all that matters to me."

Since that woman and the younger sister went to town, Meng Jiu hasn't been able to sleep. I've been lying on the bed in the room the whole time.

After noon, he saw his mother pacing back and forth in the yard. He was very worried about the two of them and tried to comfort her, telling her not to worry and that they would be back soon. Later, he saw that his mother was really worried.

He then suggested, "Mother, why don't you go to the village entrance and wait for them?"

The two women set off before dawn, and by late afternoon they still hadn't returned. He was a little worried; would the two women be bullied by others while they were out making a living?

He spent the whole day absentmindedly holding a book, unable to concentrate on anything, until the courtyard gate was pushed open and several people returned from outside, at which point his anxiety finally subsided.

Seeing Xu Chaoyan and her mother washing pig offal by the well, he frowned repeatedly. What was the point of a woman buying pig offal? It was such a waste of money.

Xu Chaoyan poured water into the pig lung several times to clean it thoroughly. Ignoring her fatigue, she sliced ​​it, blanched it, and set it aside. Then she went to the vegetable garden and picked two fresh radishes. These past few days, no one had seen any meat, so it would be nice to stew some radish and pig lung soup.

She also had the pig's blood the butcher had given her. She boiled some water, coagulated the pig's blood into blood curd, and left it there. This stuff could not only clean off the dust, but also replenish the blood. Eating some would be good for her, and she had a place to live for the next few days.

Xu Chaoyan has been busy ever since she returned, without a break, and her forehead is covered in beads of sweat.

After resting for a while, Meng Jiuxia came over to help her burn firewood. Seeing her busy like a spinning top, she was quite surprised. She hadn't expected that this pampered girl in the vase could be so efficient.

She asked with some curiosity, "What's so good about this pig offal and blood? In the past, when someone in the village slaughtered a pig for the New Year, nobody wanted these things. To put it bluntly, I used to feed them to the dogs."

Xu Chaoyan glanced at her before explaining, "This stuff is really good, very delicious, especially when cooked in a pot in winter. It warms both the heart and the stomach. This blood curd is perfect for making Mao Xue Wang (a spicy Sichuan dish), it's so fragrant. It's a pity that we don't have enough ingredients here."

After saying that, he let out a long sigh.

Meng Jiuxia was somewhat skeptical: "Don't try to fool me. What's so delicious about this? I've seen it before."

Xu Chaoyan: "Just wait and eat, what I make is definitely much tastier than anything you've ever seen."

A big pot of stewed pig lungs with radish was cooked, and the fragrant aroma wafted far and wide from the kitchen. Meng Jiudong sniffed the smell and came over: "Sister, what are you making? It smells so good!"

Meng Jiuxia also smelled the fragrant aroma at this moment, and thought to herself that she did not expect that the soup made from pig lungs would be so delicious.

When the whole family gathered around the table for dinner that night, they were all very surprised to see that large pot of radish and pig lung soup.

Li San Niang then spoke up, "Yan'er, I didn't expect you to be such a good cook. You've made this pig offal smell so delicious. It's making me even hungrier."

Xu Chaoyan chuckled twice: "Mom, please stop teasing me. I just have a big appetite and like to make silly things. I learned it from an old woman from out of town when I was at my parents' house."

Today I bought some brown rice and cooked some rice. I served a bowl to everyone, and then I served a bowl of rice soup with the pork lung soup to everyone. I handed it to everyone and said, "Mom and Dad, please try it. It tastes good."

At this moment, Xu Chaoyan held the bowl of pig lung soup, drinking it with great satisfaction. She was even sweating profusely. Her only regret was that she really wanted to make a dipping sauce to dip the radish and pig lung in, which would make it even more delicious. She also wanted some pickled vegetables to make it even more appetizing. However, this was the most filling meal she had eaten in days, and she was very satisfied.

Meng Jiuhe held his bowl with a furrowed brow, picked up the pig lung with his chopsticks, and looked at it again and again. He had never eaten anything like this before. Seeing everyone eating with gusto, he wasn't sure if it was actually good.

Seeing him like that, Meng Jiudong urged him to eat quickly: "Big brother, you should try it, it's really delicious."

The child's speech was muffled because his mouth was full of food. Seeing this, Xu Chaoyan pointed to the corner of his mouth and said, "There's a grain of rice here. Swallow it first before you speak. It's not good for digestion."

Seeing his expression, Xu Chaoyan ladled him a bowl of soup and handed it to him: "Take a sip of soup to warm your stomach first, and then try it to see how it tastes."