Reborn as a successor, my wife in her previous life was anxious

In this era, almost every household was poor, and the poor jingle, the poorer the more glorious the kind.

The poorer you are, the more you can’t afford the temptation of the smell of food.

The aroma of this lard pork is like a penetrating force, starting from the pot of Zhao Guoqing’s house and drifting out, first filling the entire courtyard of the Zhao family, and then rushing to the next door!

At this time, every family is cooking on the fire, and when they smell the aroma of pork, they can’t help but take a deep breath.

It seems that only in this way, other people’s families make pork to eat, and they themselves also take advantage of it.

“Who is making pork to eat, smelling the taste, is it Mrs. Mei’s family, speaking of which, his two sons have craftsmanship, and the grandchildren have grown up, and this day is beautiful…” “Old Mrs. Mei’s family is

separated today, the people Zhao Guoqing’s uncle they came, I saw Zhao Guoqing go to the commune to buy meat today…”

After smelling the aroma, many members of the village talked about Zhao Guoqing’s family affairs, with envious expressions on their faces.

However, many members will know that this Zhao family has separated, but this boiled meat does not know whether it is Zhao Guoqing’s family or Mrs. Mei’s family?

Soon, there were little dolls, all standing on the threshold of the Zhao family’s yard and looking inside, to see where the meat was being cooked and eaten.

Soon these little dolls saw Liu Zhenfang on the simple stove, refining lard in a new pot, and did not dare to enter the yard one by one, all of them were watching from afar.

Mrs. Mei’s eyes were bulging, and her lungs almost exploded.

In this division, Liu Zhenfang was refining lard in the yard, and the fragrance only rushed to her nose, and the spit in her mouth was about to fall.

That Zhao Fu couldn’t help wiping the saliva at the corner of his mouth, the aroma of this meat was really terrible, if it weren’t for the separation, they would have been able to eat a meat dish at night.

Even if it is boiled pumpkin and put a few drops of lard, the good taste will make people swallow their tongues.

“Mom, our family has a few less people to eat today, eat some white noodles, scrambled two eggs, this meal of clear legs are boring…”

Zhao Fu complained, his nose couldn’t stop inhaling, it seemed that this way he could also smell the aroma to relieve his hunger.

The scent of this lard made Mrs. Mei feel like a hundred claws scratching her heart at this time, and her gluttonous saliva was stuffed all over her mouth.

“Eat, eat white noodles at night, the old third daughter-in-law Mari order, go get some leek scrambled eggs…” Finally

couldn’t bear the gluttony, Mrs. Mei shouted at the old third daughter-in-law, over there Chen Hongmei was still feeding pigs, heard her mother-in-law calling her, and quickly put down the pig food in her hand.

“Mother, you let your sister-in-law cut leeks to cook, I still have to feed the pigs…”

Chen Hongmei said timidly, so heavy pig food, she alone mentioned feeding pigs in the pigsty.

The sister-in-law didn’t come to help at all.

In the past, this work Liu Zhenfang, how did he divide the family, and the work of cutting leeks to cook became his own?

“Your pigs are almost finished feeding, why are you talking so much? As far as you know that laziness, a person with a handle can’t be born, and stealing and slipping is a complete learning from people? Old

Lady Mei scolded Chen Hongmei angrily.

While scolding and looking at Liu Zhenfang, she almost shouted out that Chen Hongmei was lazy with Liu Zhenfang.

When Chen Hongmei heard Mrs. Mei scold her, her nose soured and her face suddenly lowered her head, and she didn’t give birth to a son with a handle, which was the hatred she had always had in her heart.

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Mrs. Mei scolded her with this at every turn.

At the beginning, she still dared to talk back a word or two, but as Mrs. Mei was about to fight and kill, Zhao Quan did not dare to confront her mother, but every time it was Chen Hongmei who suffered a loss

, slowly she was honest, and what her mother-in-law said was anything, and she did not dare to talk back.

Just like now, Mrs. Mei seems to be scolding Chen Hongmei, and it seems to be scolding Liu Zhenfang, but Chen Hongmei does not dare to refute at all, but quickly goes to the vegetable garden to cut leeks.

Liu Zhenfang and Zhao Guoqing glanced at Chen Hongmei, who was walking quickly, and sighed.

Fortunately, this is a separation, otherwise among the people who will be scolded, there must be Liu Zhenfang.

Liu Zhenfang also cooks food, she fry ginger and garlic cloves and a little oil, put it in a pot and fry it until fragrant, cook it in boiling water, and then adjust the pork liver with good taste.

Wait until the soup boils, a layer of oil floats on the surface.

Liu Zhenfang casually sprinkled a handful of green onions, the fresh smell of pork liver pervaded, and a group of children on the side of the hungry yard all brushed and looked at this side, and their saliva fell.

Today the brothers came to help divide the family, and the younger brother Liu Zhendian has not seen him for a long time, so Liu Zhenfang not only made pork liver soup, but also fried a large pot of pumpkin in oil, and fried a shredded potato with a little lard in it!

Looking at the three dishes, thinking that there were many people in the family, he was ruthless, and used half a pot of chili pepper to fry a small piece of lean meat.

With a little meat and bones left, Liu Zhenfang directly soaked it with lard, and then took the lard basin into the cabinet at home, and locked it together with the brown sugar her son bought.

It’s not that she is exaggerating, she has just separated, and the most valuable thing in the family is the lard and pork that her son bought.

Ten pounds of rice, Liu Zhenfang was ruthless and cooked a small pot of white rice.

However, sweet potatoes were placed at the bottom of the pot, and after she filled a bowl of white rice for each of the child’s two uncles, the rest was directly cooked with rice soup sweet potato porridge.

But even such porridge, it is all rice, and the porridge is fragrant.

It was also countless times stronger than the corn paste they originally ate.

“Eat, eat…” As

soon as Liu Zhenfang’s dish was served, the children’s eyes straightened, although each child consciously carried a bowl of sweet potato porridge.

But the three uncles insisted on pouring the white rice in the bowl into the sweet potato porridge in the pot.

The sweet potato porridge, which was originally clear, suddenly became thicker after being poured into several bowls of white rice.

Then several children and uncles of the Zhao family, each with a bowl of sweet potato potato porridge, was satisfied with the meat dishes on the table.

“Oh, sister, your craftsmanship is so good, this pork liver soup is so fresh that I can swallow my tongue…” Liu

Zhendian exaggerated her sister’s craftsmanship while eating, which made Liu Zhenfang’s heart warm.

“Look, it’s all to blame that your sister’s family is poor, and I can’t even let you eat a dry meal, National Day, you have to remember your uncles’ kindness in the future…”

Liu Zhenfang’s nose was sour, her own brother-in-law, not only helped her support her, but was not bullied by Mrs. Mei.

She also helped build a house, contributed money and effort, but she couldn’t even guarantee a meal of white rice.

The family is still too poor!

And among the Zhao family brothers who were eating with their heads down, Zhao Youqing suddenly raised his head and shouted.