Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

Since she had promised Jidong to eat popsicles, she naturally had to make them. So after dinner in the evening, she specially made a cup of sugar water, then put the bowl at home on the windowsill, poured the water into it, and inserted a popsicle stick into it.

Of course, the popsicle stick couldn't stand upright, so she tied a rope above the bowl and tied the popsicle stick to the rope so that it would stand up.

The north wind was blowing loudly that night. Zhang Xiuhua lay on the kang, feeling warm and even sweating.

The next morning, Zhang Xiuhua was woken up by Jidong's voice in a daze. When she looked up, she saw a small dark shadow on the windowsill. She thought it was Jidong who was anxious to eat a popsicle, so she ran over to see.

She climbed up from the kang, put some more charcoal into the stove, and then walked to the window sill.

Oops, what a mistake. She was only thinking about making the popsicle have a stick, but forgot that the wind was very strong and some popsicles were blown directly to the ground.

Only one popsicle stuck perfectly into the bowl.

Zhang Xiuhua handed the bowl to Jidong and said, "Put it in warm water and see if it can dissolve."

Jidong happily walked into the room holding a bowl. Baolin saw him and immediately shouted that she was biased.

"This is a good idea that Jidong came up with. If you have the ability, you can also think of one. I will favor you then." Zhang Xiuhua blocked his words.

Baolin didn't argue with her. He immediately picked up the bowl with the most ice and ran into the house.

The other children followed suit and soon all the bowls were taken away.

There was something else that Zhang Xiuhua didn't expect. The wind was so strong that it overturned the bowls and broke two of them.

She pretended to take something from the cabinet and took two bowls from the space to replace it.

Seeing that she was holding a fine porcelain bowl, the children's eyes widened in amazement, "What a beautiful bowl. The pattern is so pretty."

In fact, the pattern on this bowl has become very common thirty years later. Only old ladies like her will buy it, and young people will not even look at it. But for children at that time, the pattern on the outside of the white porcelain bowl is beautiful.

Zhang Xiuhua smiled and said, "From now on, the two people who get up first can use this bowl to eat."

The weather was cold, and the children were reluctant to get up, especially Jilin, who would slowly get up only after the meal was ready.

Youcai's eyes lit up, "I will definitely be the first one to get up."

Baolin raised his little hand, "I can, too!"

Because she had to get up early in the morning to help with the fire, she had to get up early.

Zhang Xiuhua patted their heads and said, "Okay. It depends on your performance!"

She turned her head to look at Jidong, who had been holding the bowl, trying to take the ice out of it. After about a minute, the bowl and the ice finally separated. He lifted the semicircular popsicle and licked it, "Delicious!"

The temperature inside the house was at least 20 to 30 degrees, and it was really nice to eat popsicles in such a hot temperature. It was even sweeter when looking at the endless snow scene outside.

The other children soon got their own popsicles. They didn’t have popsicle sticks, so they held the ice in their little hands and said, “Wow! It’s delicious!”

Baolin saw that Jilin couldn't get up yet, so he put an ice cube next to his mouth to tease him. Jilin was so scared that he rolled into the bed, "It's so cold!"

The temperature in the room was so hot that they finished eating everything in a short while. Youcai licked his lips reluctantly and said, "It would be nice if it was ice cream."

Zhang Xiuhua smiled and said, "Once the mold is ready, we can try to make ice cream."

"Aunt Zhang, do you know how to make ice cream?"

The other children stopped fighting and looked at Zhang Xiuhua eagerly.

"Yes. The method is very simple. We add some glutinous rice flour and the milk powder that Zhuzhu eats and mix it in. You can also add any fruits you like!"

Youcai immediately thought of his frozen pears and persimmons, "I'm going to add them in!"

“We can also add dates!” Baolin raised her hand. There were several families in the village that grew dates, and she could exchange them with them.

Zhang Xiuhua agreed to all of them and told them to just bring the food and she would cook for them once the molds arrived.

The carpenter worked very quickly and finished the molds in just two days. There were ten in a set.

Zhang Xiuhua boiled glutinous rice juice and milk powder, and added sugar to it. Then she poured it into the mold and added their favorite fruits. In addition to what was mentioned before, Baolin actually got some raisins from Xiangxiang's house.

"This was sent by Aunt Xiangxiang. I told her that my family was going to make popsicles, and she asked me to make one for her, too. I agreed." Baolin asked eagerly, "Can I exchange it?"

Zhang Xiuhua had a good impression of Xiangxiang, who had let Baolin ride a dog sled for free last time. She nodded and agreed, "Okay. When it's done tomorrow, you can deliver it to her in person."

Baolin happily agreed.

After putting all the ingredients in, cover the mold and insert the popsicle sticks, so you don’t have to worry about the wind blowing the popsicle sticks away. This design was unanimously praised by the children.

The next day, the children chattered and began to share popsicles. Zhang Xiuhua had already divided them among them. Except for Zhuzhu, each child got one, plus Xiangxiang. The remaining four were Zhang Xiuhua, Zhou Pandi, and Li Xiaoying. Zhang Xiuhua asked Baolin to give the extra popsicle to Xiangxiang, because Xiangxiang had a brother. If he only took one, the two children would fight.

After Baolin distributed the popsicles, he ran to find Xiangxiang. When she came back, she had some melon seeds in her pocket.

"Xiangxiang's mother gave it to me." Baolin said happily, and then asked his mother how to divide it.

Zhang Xiuhua let her decide the division herself.

So Baolin gave a few to each of them. Of course, she kept most for herself. The children had no objection.

Zhang Xiuhua took two popsicles to the room of the educated youth, where they were making insoles. It was impossible to get by without some life skills in the countryside. Zhang Xiuhua hadn't even learned how to sew insoles yet, but they were already very skilled.

Zhang Xiuhua gave each of them one. The two were a little embarrassed and said, "Give it to the children."

"Eat it. It's not worth much. Just eat it for fun." Zhang Xiuhua saw that the two were busy and didn't want to disturb them, so she turned around and left.

In the evening, Zhang Xiuhua specially used the stove to make a hot pot. She took the base ingredients from the space, and then cleaned the vegetables she had stored before and put them in, eating while scooping.

In addition to cabbage, radish, vermicelli, tofu, and potato chips, there were also mushrooms, spinach, fungus, and lotus roots brought by the two educated youth.

Zhang Xiuhua tasted the mushroom and said, "It smells so good. Is this the hazel mushroom?"

Zhou Pandi shook her head. "No. We ate all the hazel mushrooms a long time ago. This mushroom grew later. It doesn't taste as good as the hazel mushrooms, but it's also delicious."

Youcai recognized it and said, "This is called small yellow mushroom. Aunt Zhang, if you like mushrooms, I will go to the mountains to pick some for you in August."

Zhang Xiuhua was happy, "Okay. I'll pick them when the time comes."

She was eating lotus root slices. "This lotus root is grown in the pond next to your educated youth, right?"

Zhou Pandi nodded, "Yes! We grew it ourselves. Xiaoying and I got some and brought it here. Let's add a dish for everyone."

Today's ingredients are very rich, except there is no meat.

Speaking of meat, a horn sounded outside, and everyone stopped talking immediately, and even the chewing sound became much quieter. I listened carefully and found that the villagers were planning to distribute pork.

Youcai stood up happily, "Wow, that's great, we can finally eat pork."

It's only December, and it's not even the Chinese New Year yet. They're already distributing pork. This...

"I guess it's because the weather is too cold. They're afraid the pigs will freeze to death, so it's better to kill them instead of putting the fat they've grown back." Zhou Pandi explained immediately when she saw Zhang Xiuhua's confusion.

Zhang Xiuhua suddenly realized. When the weather is cold, the pigs will consume their own heat and lose weight. It is not cost-effective to keep them. Therefore, for cost considerations, the brigade will sell the pigs in advance and distribute the extra pigs to the members.

Zhang Xiuhua had previously thought about raising pigs, but after experiencing a heavy snowfall, she gave up the idea.