80s: Little Sweet Wife

Wu Zhengsi didn't think there was anything wrong with the meat buns in the morning, but after Wu Mei said that, plus both daughters were recruited, Wu Zhengsi, who was already very suspicious, couldn't help but think more, and actually felt that the buns tasted really good. It was very wrong. Seeing He Biyun's unnatural expression again, his suspicions grew even stronger, and his face sank.

Wu Mei was secretly proud. He Biyun was thrifty and greedy by nature, because she worked in the suburbs, and nearby farmers often killed pigs and sold them secretly. It’s a few kilograms when I buy it. It’s fine in winter, and the meat can be kept for a few more days, but it’s not good in summer. There is no refrigerator at home, so He Biyun can only make bacon with a little salt.

A few days ago, He Biyun bought a lot of meat to go home. These days, the family eats bacon every day, and the bacon stuffing is also used to make buns in the morning.

Wu Mei said this on purpose. She doesn't like to eat bacon. It's okay to eat it occasionally, but she can't stand it if she eats it often. People nowadays don't have the awareness of health preservation. I know that eating pickled food is not good for the body, because it contains nitrite, which is easy to cause cancer.

So she just put the cause of diarrhea on the meat buns, one is to create some trouble for He Biyun, and the other is to fight for her own welfare, hoping to eat fresh meat every day.

"Mom, the meat you made buns has been hanging for a week. Last time I saw worms. It must be that the meat is not fresh, so my sister and I have diarrhea." Wu Mei added a spoonful of oil.

Wu Zhengsi's brows furrowed even tighter, and his chest was faintly nauseated. He was already obsessed with cleanliness, and when he heard the worms growing in flesh, he was going to spit out the meal overnight, and his face was even more dissatisfied.

He Biyun glared fiercely at Wu's eyebrows and explained, "Old Wu, don't listen to the dead girl's nonsense. How can bacon grow bugs? Impossible."

Wu Mei added fuel to the jealousy and said: "Why is it impossible, Mom, you didn't put much salt on that piece of meat, and the weather is hot, so it's strange that there are no bugs, Dad, if you don't believe me, go and see that piece of meat to see if I lied to you. !"

Wu Zhengsi stood up with a cold face and walked towards the storage room. He Biyun was not afraid at all. Her family has kept meat like this since her grandmother's generation, and she has never heard of bacon bugs. The world is not in chaos!

After watching the meat without worms, she has to teach this dead girl a lesson, Lao Wu can no longer stop her, and dare to arrange the old lady, the unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!

Wu Yue also forgot to cry at this time. For the first time, Wu Mei's words made her feel less disgusting. If it was really bad, then it would be He Biyun's fault for her diarrhea. If it weren't for diarrhea, she wouldn't have passed the test today. Difference!

Wu Yue, who found a vent, followed Wu Zhengsi. There were not many things in the storage room. A rope was pulled from the roof, and some salted meat, salted fish, and salted duck sausages were hung. The products are all made by He Biyunkong.

He Biyun walked to the door and said confidently, "I've marinated bacon for decades, and I've never seen bacon bugs, Lao Wu, you..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, as if someone was strangling her neck, and she looked at the piece of meat hanging in front of her in astonishment. It weighed about three or four pounds. Good ham, just—

On the dark red flesh, there was a dense layer of white objects slowly squirming. Rao Shiwumei was already mentally prepared, but his chest was still tight, and he looked away and dared not look any further.

Not to mention Wu Zhengsi, his face was covered with dark clouds before the storm, and it was terribly cold. Eight zero sweet wife