Dabao's crying stopped suddenly.

He walked out following the smell, and seeing Lin Ling holding the pot, his eyes were a little dazed.

"Where did you get this pot?"

Lin Ling didn't expect that the first thing he asked was not the meat, but the pot.

Looking down, it seems to be a bit conspicuous.

There is still a difference between modern craftsmanship and current handmade products.

The cauldron she held was made of stainless steel, half a meter high, and could hold a hundred catties.

She likes stewing meat in this pot the most, and she can eat it for a long time at a time.

"I bought it!"

Lin Ling bit the bullet and argued.

Dabao wrinkled his face, obviously not convinced, but he couldn't find any evidence.

"Here, all the meat is here!"

Lin Ling put down the pot and motioned for him to look at it.

But quickly put the topic away, and she couldn't explain it clearly if we continued talking.

Seeing a pot full of meat, Dabao felt relieved.

"Then let's cook some rice and send it to Dad."

Dabao glanced at her carefully.

He still remembers that Dad must be very tired to build a new house.

"Row!"

As long as the child doesn't cry, it's easy to say anything.

Lin Ling's requirements are very low.

After putting the stewed meat in the kitchen, Lin Ling started to wash the rice.

"So many, all of them?" Dabao was dissatisfied.

Lin Ling nodded: "Yes, your father has hired many people to help, our family should provide a meal."

"But this is too much, it's all white rice." Dabao's eyebrows were so wrinkled that they could almost tie a knot.

"Otherwise, what do other people eat?"

Lin Ling was genuinely puzzled.

If you don't eat white rice, do you want to make big white steamed buns?She can't do this!
"Before my uncle's father hired people to build a house, he gave them brown rice. One catty of polished rice can be exchanged for two catties of brown rice..."

Dabao's eyes were full of accusations, and he had an expression of "you really don't know how to live".

Lin Ling rolled his eyes to the sky.

She thought about it, and there seemed to be some brown rice in the space.

Whole-grain rice obtained without processing the husked paddy is called brown rice.

Containing the cortex, aleurone layer and germ, the nutritional value is higher, but the taste is much less.

She bought those brown rice for the neighbor's little sister.

The little girl next door wanted to lose weight, and heard that eating brown rice would help. Later, because it was too unpalatable, she insisted on pestering Lin Ling to return the product. She didn't even want the money, so she threw the remaining dozens of catties of brown rice to her...

Better brown rice costs more than ten yuan a catty, which is more expensive than polished rice.

If you count it seriously, it seems to be even worse?
"Next time, next time for sure!"

"Today is too late, next time I will exchange polished rice with your grandma, she will definitely be willing!"

Only then did Dabao nodded in satisfaction, and stopped talking about Lin Ling.

Lin Ling counted the number of people, and there were almost twelve guys who came to help, plus Chu Yi, her and Dabao and Erbao, it counted as fifteen people.

If a person eats two taels of rice, he also needs three catties of rice.

Young guys can eat it, and they eat more when they are tired from work.

Lin Ling didn't want to treat people harshly, so she put four catties of rice.

I would rather have more leftovers than let people not have enough to eat. The big deal is that the leftovers will be used for fried rice tomorrow.

Hearing the sound of rice grains falling into the pot, Dabao felt an itch in his heart. He always felt that enough was enough, but the bad woman was still trying to fall.

Finally stopped, half of the remaining rice in the rice jar was removed.

Dabao's small head looked inside, as if someone had dug out his heart, it was a heartache.

Lin Ling originally only took ten catties of rice for one meal in the morning, but now he has gone for more than half of it, so there are only four or five catties left.

"Don't read it, buy it tomorrow!"

After Lin Ling finished speaking, she started washing rice without looking back.

Dabao stared at her and said, "Then change brown rice with grandma tomorrow?"

"All right, all right, just remember to remind me tomorrow!"

Lin Ling couldn't take it anymore, who did this kid learn from? This is, why is it so annoying!
She wasn't sure if she could open that mouth.

If there is rice, I don’t give it to eat, and I have to replace it with brown rice. No matter how I think about it, I feel a little wicked...

Tomorrow, I have to find out about Lin Chunhua's tone, lest others scold her behind her back.

"Hurry up and start the fire, I am very fast."

After washing, according to the ratio of one to one, Lin Ling put the lid on the pot and left.

Dabao was left, looking at the firewood stove in front of him, feeling that what was burning was not rice, but his heart.

That much rice is enough for him and Erbao to feed for a month.

If it was replaced with brown rice, he could eat brown rice for two months!
Are bad women good or bad?

He was a little confused.

In the past, she would definitely not take the initiative to prepare delicious food for others.

He has lived with this woman for four years, and he knows it all too well.

Every time there is something good in the house, the bad woman will grab it, even if there is something delicious, and never let him.

It was the first time he had seen her so generous.

What changed her?
Dabao's little head couldn't figure it out.

Lin Ling didn't know that he had so many thoughts in his mind, so she went back to the room and lay down with Er Bao.

"Son, mother is coming!"

"Mother."

Erbao yelled word for word, with a serious tone.

After finishing speaking, he felt that he was great, so he lay down happily, his little feet kicking happily.

"Oh, Erbao is awesome!"

Lin Ling laughed and played with him, one big and one small were making a fuss on the bed.

"Great!"

Er Bao could vaguely understand what this meant, and imitated her speech.

Mom is praising him!

Seeing Er Bao who was clean and easy to talk to, Lin Ling felt that children were still acceptable.

"Come on, let's go to the kitchen and find my brother!"

Lin Ling left with Erbao in her arms.

"Hey, the rice is ready!"

Dabao wanted to call someone, but the moment he opened his mouth, he didn't know how to call her.

It's been a long time since he called this woman mom...

Before he was three years old, he didn't remember much. At that time, he also yelled, and his grandma taught him to say it.

Later, he separated from his grandma and went to the bad woman's side, and slowly found that she was not good to him at all, so he stopped calling her.

"Row!"

Lin Ling didn't care about these details, put Erbao down and handed it to Dabao, and went to serve the meal by herself.

As soon as the lid of the pot is lifted, the aroma of steaming rice comes out.

Water vapor diffuses throughout the kitchen.

Er Bao laughed, pointed at the water vapor and shouted: "Yan, brother..."

Dabao also looked over and thought, if my younger brother knew how to give away so much rice, he would definitely not be able to laugh now, just like him.

Lin Ling took a slight breath and could smell the aroma of rice.

This is the new rice that she specially harvested in the countryside before, the taste is just different!
With so much rice, it's a little hard to handle.

Fortunately, there was a wooden barrel for fetching water at home, Lin Ling found a clean cloth to spread on it, and poured rice into it.

Then cover it with a plate, and it looks pretty decent.

In this way, it can be sent over with wooden barrels and stainless steel vats for braised meat.

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