After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

"Sister Xiaoyue!"

Before seeing the person, she heard the voice first, and Luo Yue turned her head to look towards the kitchen door.

Si Ya came running in, jumping and skipping, "It smells so good! Sister Xiaoyue, are you frying lard? Can I eat the lard residue?" Looking at the freshly refined lard residue in the big bowl on the stove, which was golden in color and smelled so delicious, Si Ya's saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth.

"You can eat it, but be careful of the heat." Luo Yue turned around and handed her a pair of chopsticks.

"Sister Xiaoyue, let me help you light the fire." San Ya followed closely behind, looked at the fragrant lard residue with longing eyes, and obediently sat on the stool to light the fire.

Although Si Ya was young, she was already proficient in using chopsticks. She picked up a piece of lard with her right hand and put her left hand underneath to prevent the lard from falling to the ground. She stood on tiptoes and approached Luo Yue: "Sister Xiaoyue, eat."

Hearing the shout, Luo Yue looked down at Si Ya in surprise.

She thought that the first bite would be eaten by Si Ya herself or given to her favorite third sister, but she never expected that it would be given to her.

Si Ya looked so difficult yet adorable as she stood on tiptoe and tried to move forward. Luo Yue did not disappoint her and lowered her head to bite off the lard residue on her chopsticks.

But she had just warned Si Ya to be careful with the heat. Now the scalding lard was dancing on the tip of her tongue, burning her so much that she kept moving her cheeks but was reluctant to spit it out. Finally, she waited until it was no longer too hot before she chewed it twice and swallowed it.

She thought that her ugly appearance was seen by Si Ya, but Si Ya didn't see it. She was busy picking up a piece of lard and trotting to San Ya, "Sanjie, eat."

San Ya, who was sitting on a low stool, subconsciously looked up at Luo Yue.

Luo Yue rolled her eyes at her and said, "Eat if you want to. Why are you looking at me?"

Although the village was poor, people were not starving to death, but it was impossible to eat meat every meal. In the eyes of children, lard residue was the most delicious thing in the world and they would want to eat more after having eaten it.

Luo Yue ate a few pieces and divided the rest equally between San Ya and Si Ya.

After the refined lard is refined, scoop it into an enamel basin with a spoon, add a little salt, and it will not go bad even if you leave it for a month or two.

The pot is full of oil, which is perfect for frying pickles.

I originally wanted to use pork dregs to fry pickles, but now that I have eaten all the pork dregs, I can use the remaining oil in the pot to fry the pickles. After frying the pickles, add a ladle of water to the pot, put a well-shaped steaming rack on it, put a plate of pickles in the middle, and then put the steamed buns I bought today on the steaming rack and steam them together.

This is the dinner for the three of them today.

When the weather is cold, the steamed buns you buy can be kept for a week without going bad.

She can make pasta, but she feels a little lazy in the winter and doesn't want to do it.

After finishing the meal, she bought a bag of flour, and from then on she used it in rotation to make pancakes, dumplings, steamed buns, dumplings, and handmade noodles.

As a southerner, she actually doesn’t like pasta very much and prefers rice, but her father and brother like to eat it, so she learned various ways to cook it and occasionally makes pasta for him to change his taste.

Although her father is no longer around and her brother is in jail, she still bought some flour. Eating dumplings is a tradition passed down from generation to generation.

The two little ones didn't expect that they could eat steamed buns after eating the lard residue. They ate so much that their stomachs became swollen and they burped several times.

After washing up, the three of them squeezed into one bed as usual. Si Ya hugged Luo Yue's arm and whispered, "It would be great if Mom and Dad didn't come home. I could live in Sister Xiao Yue's house forever."