After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

Ding Jiajia's face turned red. She secretly looked back and found that he was also looking at her.

The two people's eyes collided and they quickly looked away.

Ding Jiajia bit her lip and asked her mother beside her: "Mom, what do you think of him?"

"Okay, very good!" Qin Yilin replied without hesitation.

Ding Jiajia's smile was as bright as a flower.

Qin Yilin then added: "Although he doesn't like you, no matter whose daughter marries him in the future, he will be lucky."

Ding Jiajia couldn't stop laughing, and looked at her mother with her mouth slightly open.

Didn't he like her?

How did your mother know?

Did Sister Shui Qing say that?

She asked nagging: "Mom, how did you know?"

Qin Yilin thought her daughter was asking how she could tell that a woman who married into the Hu family was lucky, so she told her what she had observed: "You can see this as long as you have eyes.

You see, you sister Shuiqing is so kind, generous and refreshing. We come to ask for advice on roasting rabbits. Not only do we teach you how to roast rabbits, we also teach you how to grill lamb skewers, grilled steamed buns, slices, grilled leeks, etc.;

Then he took me to boil the bottom of the pot, and then I realized that the bottom of the wok is also in order. It is not just throwing everything together and frying it, adding water and stewing it. Alas, that's a long way to go.

Before leaving, you can forget about giving us a big jar of mushroom oil. You also sent your brother to deliver kimchi to the house. Who wouldn’t want such an eldest sister? No amount is too much. "

"Also, Hu's mother knows how to pickle side dishes. If my daughter's cooking is delicious, my mother's cooking will not be too bad. As long as she eats three good meals a day, won't most of her life be better?"

Ding Jiajia muttered dullly: "Maybe my daughter is good at cooking and my mother is not."

"Your mother and I are not good at cooking, and you, my daughter, are not good at cooking. If a daughter's food is good, my mother's food is good. Isn't that right?

Hey, after saying this, I suddenly felt that this place was really good! It's a pity that he didn't like you. "Qin Yilin felt a little regretful. Why didn't Hu Wenhua take a fancy to it? Otherwise, would she always be able to earn money in the name of her daughter in the future?

No, no, we can't have this idea. How can we often go to my daughter's aunt's house for food? Doesn't this make it difficult for my daughter to be a good person?

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, our family should still try to build a good relationship with Shui Qing, and my mother will prepare delicious food for you in person from now on!"

She learned a lot of tricks today!

I feel that I have been enlightened and my whole person is enlightened.

Hu Wenhua was not too close, and the two of them were talking in a low voice. He couldn't hear clearly. He could only see that the little girl's steps that were brisk before slowly became heavier. The rosy face that he occasionally saw on her face was no longer rosy, and her delicate body was soft. There was a sense of loss.

What was she talking about with her mother...

Ding Heli saw the child's mother coming back beaming with joy. Then he saw the girl's face was disappointed. Before he could figure out what was going on, he was startled by the burly man following behind him!

Qin Yilin quickly introduced: "This is Wenhua, Shui Qing's younger brother. He was afraid that we would be tired from carrying things, so he helped us deliver the things."

She heard Shui Qing call him that.

Ding Heli immediately came forward and asked people to come in to drink tea.

Hu Wenhua looked at the disappointed Ding Jiajia, first placed the two pickle jars he was holding on the stable ground, then took out the oil paper bag and said: "Here are some baked foods, you can try them;

Uncle Ding, tomorrow we will kill the pig for a whole pig feast. Come over and drink tea together after dinner. "

After saying that, before the two of them could react and refuse, they turned around and ran away quickly.

Her parents are coming, so she will definitely come too, and we can see her again tomorrow.

Watching Hu Wenhua leave with great skill in the room, Ding Heli smiled and said: "This kid looks strong, but I didn't expect that he is extremely flexible."

"I heard that he is practicing martial arts." Qin Yilin responded casually.

Ding Heli was surprised: "If you can practice martial arts, you must be from a wealthy family."

Qin Yilin was bending down to look at the kimchi jars one by one. He remembered what Shui Qing said and said briefly: "I didn't learn it since I was a child. I just started at the beginning of this year. I guess I was doing odd jobs and learning half the time. The Hu family's financial situation was not very good before. Last year, I earned a lot of money from wine making." Only those with some family background dare to learn Wenhua."

Shui Qing might have told her everything to make her feel at ease.

She was told that Shui Qing was really thoughtful.

Ding Heli heard this and commented: "He is still a sensible person, and everyone in his family is also diligent and motivated."

Although my family can earn one hundred and eighty taels a year, it is considered good for people in the village to save three to five taels throughout the year. They know how difficult it is for farmers to save some money.

He opened the oil paper bag and exclaimed.

Qin Yilin curiously leaned over to take a look.

Even Ding Jiajia, who was quietly listening to the two chatting, looked over.

I saw a whole fat rabbit roasted until the skin was charred and oily in a big oil paper bag, and more than 30 mutton skewers on thin bamboo skewers - each one was fat and thin.

It's all meat, and it's still hot and oily.

Ding Heli asked naggingly: "Isn't this too expensive?"

People in Shanshui Village cannot eat meat several times throughout the year, and the only times they can eat it are during busy farming periods and during festivals.

Now, is it too much to give them, ‘outsiders’, so much meat?

"Are they so willing to treat everyone in the village?"

Qin Yilin doesn't know either, so he can't go out and ask about this crucial matter!

Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing if other people's homes didn't have so many people?

"No matter what others do, we can't be rude when we go there tomorrow!"

Ding Heli nodded solemnly. Others even brought jars of kimchi. This meant they were not treated as outsiders.

"Tomorrow's gifts must be carefully prepared. I think their family has no shortage of food. The most important thing is that our family doesn't know how to cook. Let's just give them what they are good at."

Her specialty is medicinal materials, and the finished ointments and powders are also practical, and they might be able to use them.

Ding Jiajia saw her parents enthusiastically discussing various ointments, powders, and pills that could be used, might be used, and might be used in the future.

The two of them were more excited than ever and looked forward to tomorrow.

In tomorrow’s whole pig feast, will the pork taste similar to the one made at Shanhailou in Fucheng?

However, home-cooked food cannot be compared with Shanhailou’s chef, as long as it tastes better than my mother’s cooking.

I don’t know how big the difference will be in taste compared to my mother’s.

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Early the next morning, the surrounding area of ​​Shuiqing Courtyard was filled with villagers from every household in the village.

There is nothing going on in the village. Killing a pig is a big event for everyone in the village, especially today when the pig is exchanged for pork.

When the villagers came to watch the fun, Butcher Hu and Hu Wenhua had already killed the fat pig early, cleaned it, placed it on the wooden table, and were chopping the bones into pieces.

Pig heads, pig offal, and pig blood were placed in additional wooden basins, and the wooden table was covered with pork.

Especially the pork suet and pig fat are spread out in white on the table, which is particularly dazzling in the morning sun.

Even the adults in the village couldn't help but salivate when faced with pork suet.

"Can this pork suet and pig fat really be replaced?"