Away from the big book, the educated youth became the village favorite by running errands

It was definitely too late to eat fried pork intestines at noon, so there was a big pot of it made last night in the kitchen, so we heated it up and had a meal.

Normally he would go to bed after dinner, but not today, because there was a big bucket of pig offal waiting for He Feiyang to deal with.

He Feiyang looked at Song Youlin pitifully, "Good brother, you really don't want to accompany me?" He had to clean up by himself, and he didn't know how long it would take.

Song Youlin was speechless.

Who did He Feiyang learn this from to act aggrieved? This guy was never like this before.

But thinking of what his sister had just said, he came over to help.

"Youlin, you are still very righteous! Here, these are all yours!" When He Feiyang saw Song Youlin take off his coat and roll up his sleeves, he knew that he was willing to accompany him. He immediately took a wooden basin, poured half of the pig offal in the bucket into it, and placed it in front of Song Youlin.

"You are really a human being." Song Youlin almost laughed out of anger. He Feiyang was really rude to him.

"Well, half for each is fair. Come on, wash quickly."

He Feiyang was also feeling guilty, so he sat on a small stool and carefully used wood ash to scrub the intestines. He retched as he scrubbed.

Song Youlin: "..."

He didn't want to do it anymore.

Song Shuangshuang and Tan Anjing were also busy. They fetched water, boiled water, and brought some wood ash for them.

"Fortunately, we have all the wood ash left at home, otherwise we would have to use white flour to wash."

Wood ash can be used as a sterilizer and fertilizer, it is a good thing.

At first, they didn't know that they had shoveled and thrown away the wood ash in the stove. It was not until Aunt Chang came to their house one day and saw them handling the wood ash and explained the function of the wood ash to them that they found a basket to store the wood ash.

"Help me open the door so I can pour out the dirty water." He Feiyang had just finished washing the pig intestines and asked Tan Anjing to help him open the door.

While the two were not paying attention, Song Youlin took out two more pig intestines from the space supermarket and mixed them in his own bowl.

After washing several times, Song Shuangshuang and Tan Anjing also boiled several pots of hot water, and the pig offal was finally washed clean.

He Feiyang looked at the pot full of pig intestines and always felt something was wrong.

“Are there so many?” Why does it feel like a lot more?

The brother and sister felt a little guilty. They thought it was a rare opportunity to get this, and today was the fifteenth day of the lunar year, so they could send some to Grandpa Sun and Uncle Wen as snacks. They didn't have any excuses to take this thing out, so they smuggled some from the space, but they couldn't control themselves and took too much.

"It looked like not much when they were frozen together before, but there won't be that much left after blanching. You two can go back and take a rest. Youlin and I will take care of the rest, and we'll take a rest after we're done. I'll call you two over when it's time to eat."

With them around, it’s inconvenient to take out many things.

After watching the two people leave, Song Shuangshuang took out two pig stomachs from the space. This thing needs to be washed separately. After all, there is only one pig, unlike pig intestines, which are piled up and can be fooled by a few words. But after the pig stomach is cut into strips, it can't be seen.

There was some left after the first pot was cooked, so in addition to stir-fried pork intestines, Song Shuangshuang also stewed a pot of sauerkraut and pork belly, and specially added some frozen tofu.

"It's a bit greasy if you eat too much pig intestines. Eat some frozen tofu to get rid of the fat."

Song Shuangshuang comforted herself psychologically, mainly because she felt that one dish was a bit too little and not enough to go with the rice... Well, it was definitely not because she was craving for sauerkraut soup.

After dinner, He Feiyang saw Song Shuangshuang and her brother took out several lunch boxes to fill up the pot with food, and even took out a bottle of wine. He knew why so many dishes were cooked tonight.

"Then I'll go back and change my clothes and shoes, and I'll be back in a bit."

After serving the dishes, Song Shuangshuang took out a few books from the house. These were the ones she and Song Youlin bought for Grandpa Sun at the scrap yard when they returned home. There were no other books to read at home.

To prevent the soup from spilling, Song Youlin wrapped it with brown paper.

"Go early and come back early, and be careful not to be seen by others."

Every time the two of them went up the mountain to deliver something to Grandpa Jiang, Song Shuangshuang would give him instructions.

Be careful to sail the boat that lasts ten thousand years.

"I know. You should also lock the door at home. Take out your self-defense items." Song Youlin was also worried about her.

During the day, he also asked Jiang Jingcheng about the situation in the village, mainly about the situation in the Youth League Home.

He did not forget that he and his sister had grudges against several people in the Youth League Institute.

Li Gang from the Youth League Institute has gone home and has not returned yet. Liu Zhang and Li Qinglai did not go back either. However, Jiang Jingcheng once saw Liu Zhang wandering around their doorstep. It seemed that he wanted to climb over the wall into the institute, but he was scared away by Jiang Jingcheng who suddenly appeared.

Song Youlin thought that when he had the chance he would talk to his sister about this and set a few mousetraps or traps outside the wall and in the yard.

The educated youth from several villages had gatherings every day, and someone who had a grudge against them might tell everyone about it, and then those people might have some bad intentions.

"I know, don't worry."

Even without him telling her, she would be careful, as she had not forgotten about Liu Zhang's matter.

"Oh, by the way, when you go to the mountain, ask Uncle Wen and Uncle Meng how many Yuanxiao Jiang Jingcheng sent up, and how much Grandpa Jiang and Grandpa Sun ate. Don't eat too much or you'll feel sick. Remember to give this wine to Uncle Meng, otherwise it will be finished in two days."

Song Youlin made a gesture to show that he understood.

With only Song Youlin and He Feiyang, they could climb the mountain much faster.

Uncle Wen and Uncle Meng had just finished cooking and were preparing to stir-fry.

"Uncle Wen, Uncle Meng, you don't have to do it anymore. We brought you some food."

"Didn't Jingcheng bring food here during the day? We've already eaten. Why did you come all the way here again?" Meng Chen thought Song Youlin was here to give him Yuanxiao again, so he continued, "Don't worry, we only cooked 12 Yuanxiao in total. We didn't let your Grandpa Sun and Grandpa Jiang eat too much."

He still remembered how angry Song Yatou was because they were disobedient, and took the initiative to explain the situation.

"Let's eat first. The food might be a little cold, so we'll heat it up. Uncle Meng and Uncle Wen, go in and get your food and wait for a while. It'll be ready soon."

He Feiyang often came here to eat during the New Year holidays and was very familiar with where everything was placed.

The stove was also hot, and the two dishes were ready in just a few minutes.

"Why does it smell so good? Let me see what you cooked."

Several people were attracted by the smell of fried pork intestines.

Looking at the plate full of tempting fried pig intestines, Grandpa Jiang couldn't help but say, "It would be nice if I could have a couple of drinks."

Unfortunately, the wine that the kids had brought earlier was all gone.

"Grandpa Jiang, look what this is." He Feiyang put down the soup bowl and went out to take out the white wine from the basket.

"Pour me a cup quickly." He was so greedy!

Eating the pig intestines fried by his future granddaughter-in-law and drinking some wine! This is happier than Chinese New Year!

Don’t ask him how he knew it was Song Shuangshuang who cooked it.

No one else can make this except that girl! And it tastes so good!