70 lucky little group pet

After waiting for a while, Lin Xiu returned home after delivering the spicy strips, sat next to Lin Xiao, and couldn't help but talk to her about what happened just now.

"I don't know what's going on with Lin Lanlan, she's frighteningly thin, with only a skeleton left."

Lin Xiao remembered when she was still living with Mrs. Lin when she was a child. She and Lin Lanlan had always been transparent people in the family. Lin Lanlan's situation was better. She had a sweet mouth. Sometimes she would make Mrs. Lin happy and would eat more Half a steamed bun.

She has been stupid since she was a child, she can't say sweet words, and she is timid. Basically, she can only eat one steamed bun a day, and she is so hungry that her stomach burns in the middle of the night every day.

Every time, Lin Sheng would secretly hide half a steamed bun and give it to her in the dead of night.

Thinking of those days, Lin Xiu felt terrified.

But now that life is better, every family can have enough food, and Mrs. Lin can't afford not to feed Lin Lanlan.

If not for this, then for what?
Lin Xiu couldn't figure it out, "It doesn't look like a human anymore, it can't be because I want to lose weight."

It was a long time ago when Lin Xiao met Lin Lanlan. At that time, her body was very thin. "It should be heart disease."

In modern times, she has met many patients with dieting disorder. Some of them lost weight and caused stomach problems and could not eat, while others were heart problems.

Physical illness is easy to cure, but heart disease is difficult to cure.

If the root cause of heart disease cannot be found, then the disease is largely incurable.

Lin Xiu was filled with emotion, "It's really unacceptable that the aggressive Lin Lanlan disappeared and turned into a sick child."

Even if Lin Lanlan did such a thing, Lin Xiu couldn't hate her.

After all, Lin Lanlan wasn't a [-]% bad person, she didn't want to see a young girl in limbo.

Lin Xiao comforted, "Things are impermanent, maybe one day she wants to open her mind, and her appetite will naturally improve."

"I hope so."

Lin Xiu didn't want to be so depressed all the time, so she changed the subject and talked about other things.

"Just now I heard from Aunt Lin that the Lin family is going on a blind date tomorrow."

Lin Xiao was more attracted to the news that the Lin family was going on a blind date than Lin Lanlan's health. She sat up straight and asked curiously, "Which village is the girl from?"

Lin Jiaye is about the same age as her father, so it's time for a blind date.

"I heard that she is in the same village as Gu Mian, and her age is about the same as Gu Mian." Lin Xiu thought about what Aunt Lin said, "It's also the marriage proposed by Lin's cousin."

Lin Xiao has always been unclear about the relationship between relatives.

After casually saying a few more words, the two of them started to get busy again.

As for Lin Lanlan, after returning home with the spicy strips, Mrs. Lin asked how much she spent. When she learned that the spicy strips cost [-] cents, she was so distressed that she almost didn't come up.

"It's not something expensive, it actually costs [-] cents???" Mrs. Lin flipped through the spicy sticks in disgust. She had just twisted the hemp rope in her hand, and her fingertips were turning blue and black, but she turned over again. After several times of latiao, the originally red and oily latiao was stained with a layer of blue and black, which looked like mold.

Lin Lanlan didn't answer the call, and went to pick up the broom while continuing the unfinished work just now.

Mrs. Lin scolded herself for a long time, but no one answered, so she snorted coldly twice.

Anyway, it's all spent, so I can't throw it away.

Mrs. Lin picked up a spicy stick, put it in her mouth and smashed it twice. It was the taste of chili noodles. She couldn't understand why it was so popular.

At this moment, Zhao Cui came out from the kitchen. Mrs. Lin saw her and called Zhao Cui to her.

"Spicy strips, try it."

Zhao Cui felt strange, but she didn't dare not listen to Mrs. Lin's words. She picked up a long spicy stick and put it in her mouth. It was so spicy that she almost spit it out.

"The taste is just the same. I don't know why it's so popular." Mrs. Lin muttered. Suddenly, a crazy idea flashed through her mind. She grabbed Zhao Cui's arm and said, "Let's make spicy noodles this afternoon."

Zhao Cui's heart was pounding. Although the spicy strips are very spicy, they give people a feeling of wanting to eat them again. It is absolutely impossible to make them casually.

As far as she knows, the chefs who make food generally have their own unique skills, and they will never pass them on.

They definitely can't make such delicious spicy strips.

"Mom, we don't know what materials are there, how do we do it?" Zhao Cui just wanted to let Mrs. Lin farm the land safely, and stop making so many moths.

But Mrs. Lin is obviously not a law-abiding owner. "Isn't it just noodles and chili noodles? Why can't Kennel make it so simple? Hurry up and prepare flour and chili noodles, and make it in a while."

Zhao Cui didn't dare to say anything against her, she could only nod her head in response and went back into the kitchen.

Mrs. Lin has been immersed in the dream of selling spicy strips. When their spicy strips are made and the price is lower, everyone will definitely come to their house to buy spicy strips.

She doesn't need to earn too much, she is satisfied with earning one or two yuan a day.

Zhao Cui spent the whole afternoon in the kitchen. The spicy noodles tasted like cooked noodles, so she could only make them into wide noodles and steam them in a steamer. After that, she sprinkled a layer of chili noodles. It doesn't look bright at all.

When Mrs. Lin entered the kitchen, she saw the ready-made spicy strips, and said with disgust, "Why are they so ugly?"

The paprika sprinkled on top was like a layer of mold.

Zhao Cuiwei said reassuringly, "Maybe the chili noodles are too big."

She doesn't have any talent for cooking, and Mrs. Lin herself doesn't want to go into the kitchen to tinker. She thinks about it alone, and it's not bad to make it like this.

Granny Lin nodded, thinking that Zhao Cui's words made sense, "Let's do this for now, grind the chili noodles a little more at night, and make another spicy strip tomorrow morning, and I will take the boss to the town to try his luck .”

Zhao Cui responded, not daring to say a word of rebuttal.

After Mrs. Lin left, Lin Lanlan came into the kitchen and helped Zhao Cui grind the chili noodles into finer pieces. They kept busy until the willow leaves were ready, and the two lay on the bed groping.

Before sleeping for a few hours, Zhao Cui was called out by Mrs. Lin at the first crowing of the cock.

Fortunately, with the help of Lin Lanlan, the spicy strips were finally ready at dawn. Mrs. Lin nodded with satisfaction, called the boss and Lin Da, and the three rushed to the town.

There is a morning market today, and there are already many people on both sides of the road. There is a piece of cloth in front of you, with home-grown vegetables, eggs, homemade pancakes, gadgets and other things placed on it.

Mrs. Lin chose a good place, at the intersection of two streets, at a crossroad, where people are coming and going.

She opened the bag, revealing the Latiao in a porcelain basin, and yelled loudly, "Latiao, Latiao, the Latiao is on sale."

In the past few days, the big restaurants in the town have been selling snacks called Latiao. However, the price of Latiao has remained high and the quantity is limited. Many people who lined up to buy Latiao ended up leaving empty-handed.

I didn't expect to hear the cries of spicy noodles today.

Everyone flocked to Mrs. Lin's stall and asked enthusiastically.

"How do you sell the spicy strips? How much is it per catty?"

Mrs. Lin didn't expect Latiao to be so popular, she squeezed the creases all over her face with a smile, "It's all the same price, [-] cents a catty."

Some people looked at Mrs. Lin's spicy strips and wondered why they were different from the ones sold in big restaurants.

After thinking about it, it might be a new form of spicy strips. Coupled with the curiosity in my heart and the secretion of saliva in my mouth, I still couldn't control the temptation and bought two catties.

Someone started it, and it was much easier later.

In less than half an hour, the spicy strips brought by Mrs. Lin were all sold out.

Old lady Lin spit and counted a lot of change, and warmly greeted her son and grandson, "Come on, I'll take you to a big restaurant to eat wonton stew."