"Okay!"
Mu Nannan had never had a big pot meal before, so it was a bit novel.
Half an hour later.
She stood in front of a large pot two or three meters in diameter, stunned.
The cauldron was supported on an earthen stove, with holes in it due to rot and iron nails. Several women were stirring the cornmeal batter inside with shovels as big as iron mounds.
This scene was so similar to the scene she saw Grandpa Ge feeding pigs.
Mu Nannan, who turned his head and stopped looking, thought happily. Fortunately, their village didn't eat big pot rice very much, and it was only like this once a year.
Otherwise, she really... wouldn't be able to eat it.
"Nan Bao is here!"
Liu Xiuying, who was cleaning the sweet potatoes, greeted her with a smile:
"Come to Grandma quickly!"
"Beinian is coming too."
Mu Nannan looked at the scene of cleaning pig intestines not far away and gritted her teeth. Ji Beinian walked over.
Liu Xiuying quickly picked up the washed sweet potatoes from the large basin and took the two little ones, who could hardly stand the strange smell, into an adobe house.
"Yuehong, I brought Nan Bao and Beinian in. There are many people outside and they are very busy. I am afraid that the two little guys will be accidentally touched."
Ma Yuehong, who was kneading the cornmeal, stopped and said,
"Sister-in-law , or you're being careful, I didn't even consider this."
She moved two small benches and asked Mu Nanbao and Ji Beinian to sit next to her.
He also took two clean and crisp pickled radishes from a bowl and let the two of them eat them.
Old Mrs. Li, who was sitting on the stove and lighting the fire, saw this and said dissatisfiedly:
"Daughter-in-law of Baoguo, every family has a share of the crispy pickled radish. Don't share it all secretly."
Ma Yuehong kneaded the dough and said... Talk to her.
An old woman.
The more he pays attention to her, the more she becomes embarrassed.
On the contrary, Liu Xiuying cut the sweet potatoes with a kitchen knife and deliberately made a squeaking sound:
"Aunt Li, crispy pickled radish, do you have money at home?"
"Everyone is watching. You brought your son and wife here early. , I just brought a handful of sorghum noodles."
"We didn't even say you were eating and drinking, why are you picking on my siblings?"
Mrs. Li poked the fire stick on the ground and stared at them, ready to curse. However, Liu Xiuying showed the kitchen knife and was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak.
"I, I'm too lazy to argue with you."
She picked up the fire stick that poked a hole in the ground and held it in her hand again.
Although Ma Yuehong's man is the captain and cannot be offended too harshly, she is even more afraid of Liu Xiuying.
If this woman is cruel, she really dares to kill people.
When Mu Weiguo was injured and retired, some second-rate men went to provoke her, but she killed them directly.
Mun Nannan gnawed on the spicy and sour pickled radish and watched with relish the expression on Old Mrs. Li's face changing.
"Mom!"
Zhang Qin stood at the door holding her big belly and shouted with pain on her face:
"I'm going to give birth!"
"What?!"
Mrs. Li ran to her side in a hurry:
"Why are you here? Time?"
She still wanted to eat a good meal here.
It's better now, it's messed up.
She helped Zhang Qin out gently, muttering in a low voice as she walked:
"You'd better have a baby, otherwise I won't take care of you!"
Zhang Qin tightly covered her stomach with her fingers, sweating in pain. Keep coming out.
His man, Li Zhuang, saw him. Just as he was about to come over, Mrs. Li shooed him away:
"It's unlucky for a woman to have children, so I'll take care of her."
"You just stay here to eat, and then go home when you're full ." ."
Li Zhuang was obedient, but he also paid some attention to Zhang Qin's pregnancy:
"Mom, be careful when you deliver the baby, and ask my brother to help you."