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She went to the kitchen and prepared to put the newly purchased large pot on the other burner on the stove. When Nian saw this, he immediately took it and poured out water to wash the pot skillfully.

When Nian was washing the pot, her hands happened to look into Shen Yue's eyes.

How to describe those hands? Shen Yue remembered that when her father was still alive, her mother was well cared for. At that time, her hands were white and tender, and her fingers were slender. Her father would rather suffer and be tired than let her mother do it. Hard work.

Over the years, those white and slender hands have become covered with calluses and chilblains. If you look closely, you can see numerous small cuts on them. It is unimaginable how painful it would be to have so many wounds stained with water.

But Nian didn't even blink, and naturally dipped his hand in cold water and washed it.

Shen Yue's eyes were hot, and she stood up unnaturally, walked behind Nian, gently hugged her waist, and buried her head on her shoulder without saying a word.

Nian was hugged by her daughter like this. Although she didn't know what happened, she still turned around and held her daughter in her arms with her own arms, comforting her like she was a child.

Shen Yue cried loudly, her tears dripping down onto Nian's old cloth. Seeing this scene, she felt even sadder.

After a long while, she stopped crying under Nian's comfort. She just pushed Nian to sit behind the stove and let her light the fire, resolutely not letting her touch the water.

Nian knew that her daughter felt sorry for her, so she didn't insist, but just told her to be careful.

Naturally, Shitou also told her about her eldest daughter's pregnancy. Nian was both happy and sad. On one side was her grandson who was about to be born, and on the other was her daughter's tragic past.

After washing the pot, Shen Yue put the pot on the stove and put it away. The previous sadness had faded a lot, but her voice was still a little hoarse. Looking at her concerned mother, she tried her best to put on a smile and pointed at the new pot. He said to Nian: "Mom, look at whether the pot Nannan and I bought is just right. It's just the right size."

"Oh, it's true, my daughter is so capable." Nian smiled kindly and praised without hesitation.

Shen Yue didn't expect that her mother would actually praise her. Suddenly, a suspicious red cloud floated on her left cheek. She was afraid of being discovered, so she quickly lowered her head to do things.

Ever since she tasted her second sister's cooking yesterday, she no longer dared to cook blindly. She just cooked the rice first and then processed the ingredients.

There is no way, her cooking skills are really not good. After all, she doesn't cook much when she is out, so her cooking skills are not good at all. Now when she comes home, she finds that her second sister's cooking skills are even better than the famous chef that the master hired at a high price. Up a few points.

I scooped a basin of water from the pot to wash my face and hands. I also washed the newly bought small pot and placed it on the stove hole next to it.

"Just right." The newly bought pot is just the right size.

Take out a few sweet potatoes from the bag, wash and peel them, chop them into small pieces with your bare hands and pour them into the pot. You don’t need to do anything on a snowy day, and you won’t be too hungry after eating porridge.

Pour the sweet potato skins you just peeled into another pot, add water and boil to deodorize the new pot.

By the time the two siblings came back, the rice was almost ready.

The sweet potato skins were boiled in the pot. Shen Yue picked them all up and washed the pot.

Shen Nan washed his hands, put the dishes prepared by his eldest sister on the chopping board, and chopped onions, ginger, and garlic for later use.

There was no starch at home, so she simply went to the utility room when no one was paying attention, bought a bag of starch from the mall, secretly poured it into the earthen jar, and then casually threw the small garlic cloves in her hand to Sanwa and asked him to help peel them. Some come out.

The garlic in this era was very small, and the big ones were only as big as the tip of the little finger. She didn't like peeling them, so she happened to see Sanwa doing well and asked him to kill time.

At present, the seasonings at home include salt, sugar, vinegar, soybean oil, onions and garlic, but no cooking wine. She bought another bottle of cooking wine in the space and poured it into another small clay pot in the same way.

Fortunately, everyone was in the kitchen and no one noticed what was going on here. She quickly marinated the shredded pork with seasonings, then put away the big bones she bought, and put the sausages at the door of the kitchen, waiting for the meal later. Deal with it again.

Dinner was stir-fried shredded pork, stir-fried shredded potatoes, a plate of fried tofu, and sweet sweet potato porridge. The family was very satisfied.

After eating, she quickly washed out the fat intestines before they were frozen solid. This thing was really delicious to eat, but it smelled very bad when she washed it. She couldn't help but retched several times during the process. Shen Yue was very suspicious and didn't understand why she was washing this thing.

"Second sister, this is where the pig poop is, it's too smelly, otherwise we shouldn't eat it." Sanwa pinched her nose and stayed away from her, obviously not wanting to get close.

"It's okay, I can't help it, vomiting..." Halfway through his words, he couldn't help but retched again.

In the end, Sanwa came over with a clean cloth and covered her nose, which made her feel better.

"You kid, you have a conscience." Shen Nan joked.

"Hey, hey, of course, you are my sister. Even if you fall into the cesspit, I will pick you up and wash you and you can still have it."

"You kid, you dare to curse me, let's see how I deal with you." Shen Nan was teased by Sanwa, so she stood up and chased after Sanwa. Sanwa ran away immediately, her small body running very nimbly in the yard.

Shen Yue looked dumbfounded as she watched the two men running in the yard with a stinky smell. She refused to interfere and went to Nian's room.

At this time, Mrs. Nian was sitting at the table in the main room, mending an old cotton coat with the candle she had just lit during the meal.

Shen Yue was not good at embroidery and could not help much, so she had to watch her mother work.

After packing up the fat intestines, Shen Nan went to the kitchen and washed his hands eight times. He lowered his head and smelled it and it still smelled bad.

"Sister, you haven't washed yourself yet!" Sanwa looked at her from the side with a ladle in her hand, her face almost wrinkled into a bitter gourd.

"Yeah, it still stinks."

"Then what should I do? How about you wrap it in a cloth so that you can't smell it."

"What a bad idea. Get me some water and I'll wash it off."

"okay!"

After washing it more than a dozen times, her hands still had the faint smell of shit. She almost wanted to cry. She didn't want to break such smelly hands anymore.

At this moment, Shen Yue came over with a box of things in her hand, dug out a lump of yellow paste from it with a spoon and shook it into her hand. Shen Nan smelled the strong aroma of wintersweet in the air and asked Said: "Sister, what is this?"

"Balm, rub it in your hands for a while, then wash it off later to see if it can dilute the smell on your hands."

"Sister, you are so kind." Shen Nan said, and was about to rub the fragrant eldest sister. Shen Yue sidestepped and refused ruthlessly: "Don't come over. If it weren't for the fear that you would stink up the mattress, I would I can’t bear to give it to you!”

Shen Nan: "..."

It had only been a few days, and the eldest sister no longer loved her. She remembered that the eldest sister had been gentle before. As expected, the gentleness was all fake.