Travel through time and become the wronged stepmother

"What the hell, I only harvested less than half of the sweet potatoes.

Most of them are still growing in the ground. Jiang Luorou said with a smile.

When Zhao heard this, he suddenly lost his composure.

Teng stood up from the chair, pointed to a pile of sweet potatoes with a trembling voice and said: "Brothers and sisters, the sweet potatoes here must be at least 5000 kilograms.

This is less than half, so this thing is planted in a barren mountainous area.

Each acre has a yield of at least 1600 kilograms, which would be great if planted in the field. "

Jiang Luorou nodded and said, "Sister-in-law has the same idea as me. I will consider planting some next year anyway."

After running around all day up and down the mountain, Jiang Luorou was already very sleepy, and fell into a deep sleep as soon as her head stuck to the pillow.

Mrs. Zhao next door was so shocked by the high yield of sweet potatoes that she couldn't sleep despite tossing and turning.

After a night of silence, the next morning Mrs. Zhao told the craftsman what to cook for lunch.

Excitedly, he followed Jiang Luorou to the mountains to harvest sweet potatoes.

After another full day of work, we transported all the sweet potatoes from the 20 acres of land down the mountain.

In the evening, Ms. Zhao looked at a whole room of sweet potatoes and asked a question.

Brothers and sisters, can you tell me whether this thing can be stored?

It would be a shame if they all broke.

After waking up the dreamer, Jiang Luorou began to search for ways to preserve sweet potatoes in her mind.

Not to mention really, I just thought of a few methods.

He opened his mouth and said to Mrs. Zhao: "I thought of a good idea, and I have to ask my sister-in-law to try it at home.

Mrs. Zhao asked excitedly: "Sister-in-law, please tell me how to do it and let my sister-in-law do it."

Jiang Luorou said rationally: "You see, wheat, peanuts, soybeans, etc. are all dried and preserved.

I think the same goes for this sweet potato, it won’t go bad if cut into thin slices and dried.

Then grind the dried sweet potato slices into powder and mix it with white flour to steam the steamed buns.

You can also make sweet potato starch here. "

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhao poked Jiang Luorou's forehead and said, "Tell me how your head is so long, you can think of everything.

I'll go back and try some sweet potatoes tomorrow. "

Jiang Luorou said: "Sister-in-law, I've been at home for two days. I want to go to the shop tomorrow to check on the business at home, so I'll leave it to you to take care of it."

These are all small things.

At this time, Hua'er brought a delicate and small purse embroidered with aster flowers and handed it to Jiang Luorou.

Holding the corners of the clothes with both hands, he said with a shy smile: "This is the purse I embroidered myself for my aunt. I hope my aunt doesn't dislike it."

Jiang Luorou looked at the delicate and beautiful purse in her hand, and then at her own hand.

It really complies with the saying that people will die when comparing others, and goods will be thrown away when comparing goods.

Where are my hands? They are chicken feet. Wait for the chicken feet, I really want to eat them.

Then he bent down and picked up the little flower, put it on his lap and gave her a kiss.

Jiang Luorou said dotingly: "Auntie likes the pouch that the flowers sent to Auntie, and she will definitely carry it with her every day."

Hua'er also seemed to be shy and hid in Jiang Luorou's arms and murmured: "Since Auntie likes it, I will show off one for Auntie to wear."

Jiang Luorou smiled and said, "Embroider the flowers slowly and carefully to hurt your eyes."

My aunt still has some beautiful pieces of floral cloth, so let's use them to make clothes for you sisters. "

"I like the floral cloth of the same color as sister Ziqing." After saying that, she got into Jiang Luorou's arms.

At this time, Mrs. Zhao said, "How can this be so embarrassing?" "Sister-in-law, as an aunt, I can't buy more clothes for my child, so don't refuse."

Then he looked at Hua'er in his arms and said softly: "Hua'er, do you like embroidery?"

Hua'er looked at Jiang Luorou and said seriously, "Hua'er likes to embroider. Hua'er wants to embroider all the beautiful things in the world."

Then when you are older, my aunt will find you a good master to teach you embroidery, okay?

Hua'er agreed with a happy face.

After saying that, he lay in Jiang Luorou's arms and fell asleep.

A sleeping baby is the cutest, and Jiang Luorou couldn't bear to let go of it.

"Sister-in-law, it's cold outside. What should I do if my child catches a cold when he goes out like this? Why don't you sleep with me tonight?"

"Okay, then remember to wake her up at night so that she doesn't wet your bed." After saying this, he turned around and returned home.

There was no words all night, and as Zhao said, most of Jiang Luorou's bed was really wet when she woke up.

The instigator, Hua'er, was hiding in bed and refused to come out.

Jiang Luorou could only use her trump card to seduce her with food: "Hua'er, please get up and have a meal."

Today we have your favorite mung bean porridge. Are you sure Hua'er doesn't want to get up and take a bite? "

The lethality of mung bean porridge is very powerful, Hua'er's stomach growled obviously.

Hua'er then stuck her head out and swallowed.

"Auntie, you have to promise not to tell Ziqing and the others about this before I come out."

Seeing this, Jiang Luorou quickly agreed: "Okay, aunt promises you that she will never tell Ziqing and the others about this matter. Can you come out now?"

Hua'er said matter-of-factly, "No, you have to pull the hook to make it count."

Jiang Luorou had no choice but to stretch out her right hand and pull the hook with Hua'er.

As soon as she finished singing the song, Hua'er quickly put on her shoes.

He prepared it on the table as quickly as possible, picked up the bowl and drank the porridge in big gulps.

Jiang Luorou was left standing there awkwardly, thinking that this child must have run too fast.

I was afraid that she would drink too quickly and could only say helplessly: "Eat slowly and be careful not to choke. There is something in the pot..." He hadn't finished speaking yet.

Hua'er held up the empty bowl and said sheepishly: "Auntie, is there anything else in the pot? Give me another bowl."

Jiang Luorou could only swallow half of the unfinished sentence in her mouth, and silently came to the table and took the empty bowl from Hua'er's hand.

He came to the kitchen and took out a bowl of mung bean porridge. He placed it in Hua'er's hand and said, "Drink it slowly this time. If you drink it too quickly, you will get a stomachache later."

Hua'er blinked her big eyes and said innocently: "No wonder my stomach hurts every time after drinking. It turns out that's the case.

Auntie, I listen to you and eat slowly from now on. "

After breakfast, Jiang Luorou sent two oxcarts of sweet potatoes and bedding wet from last night to Zhao's home.

Then he filled the oxcart with yellow-skinned sweet potatoes and took them to the town to sell later.

Put all the remaining sweet potatoes into the cellar, and then leave with peace of mind.

When they arrived at the shop, it was the busiest time in the shop at noon. Jiang Luorou tied up the oxcart, washed the handles, and went to the shop to help.

After an hour, Jiang Luorou and everyone had lunch in the shop.

We haven't seen each other for a few days, so naturally we have a lot to say, and everyone is chatting happily.

A young man carrying a load of goods walked into the store.

Zhao Di said subconsciously: "I'm sorry, brother, all the food has been sold out. Why don't you go to another place to have a look?"

The salesman hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Madam, I misunderstood, I'm not here to eat.

I have something to discuss with your boss, please let me know. "