Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 87 Bad luck
"Okay!"

Mu Nannan has never eaten a big pot of rice, so it's a little novel.

After half an hour.

She stood in front of a cauldron two or three meters in diameter, stunned.

The cauldron was supported by an earthen stove, and there were holes and iron nails on it because of the rot. Several women were holding a shovel the size of an iron mound, stirring the corn batter inside.

This scene is so similar to what she saw when Grandpa Ge was feeding pigs.

Mu Nannan, who turned his head and stopped looking at it, thought fortunately, fortunately, their village doesn't eat a lot of big pot rice, it only happens once a year.

Otherwise, she really... can't eat it.

"Nan Bao is here!"

Liu Xiuying, who was washing sweet potatoes, greeted her with a smile:
"Come to the big grandma!"

"Bei Nian will come too."

Looking at the scene of cleaning the pig's large intestine not far away, Mu Nannan bravely dragged Ji Beinian and walked over.

Liu Xiuying swiftly picked up the cleaned sweet potatoes from the large water basin, and brought the two little ones who could no longer bear the strange smell into an adobe room.

"Yuehong, I brought Nan Bao and Bei Nian in. There are many people outside and they are very busy. I am afraid that the two little guys will be accidentally touched."

Ma Yuehong, who was kneading cornmeal, stopped:

"Sister-in-law, you are still careful. I didn't think about it."

She moved two small benches and let Mu Nanbao and Ji Beinian sit beside her.

He took two washed crispy pickled radishes from a bowl and let them eat them.

Mrs. Li, who was sitting on the stove and burning the fire, saw it and said dissatisfiedly:

"Daughter-in-law of Baoguo, each family has a share of the crispy pickled radish, don't secretly give it up."

Ma Yuehong rubbed her face and ignored her.

An old woman.

The more you pay attention to her, the more face you get.

Instead, Liu Xiuying cut the sweet potatoes with a kitchen knife and made a bang on purpose:
"I said Aunt Li, crispy pickled radish, do you have one from your family?"

"Everyone is watching. You brought your son and daughter-in-law here early, and you brought a bunch of sorghum noodles."

"We didn't say that you eat and drink, so why are you picking on the thorns of my brother and sister?"

Mrs. Li stabbed the burning stick on the ground, and was about to curse, but was scared by the kitchen knife that Liu Xiuying flashed out and did not dare to speak.

"I, I'm too lazy to care about you."

She picked up the fire stick that had poked a hole in the ground and held it in her hand again.

Although Ma Yuehong's man was the captain, she couldn't offend him too hard, but she was even more afraid of Liu Xiuying.

This woman is ruthless, she really dares to cut people.

Back then, when Mu Weiguo was injured and retired, some idiots went to provoke her, and she was directly cut off by her.

Mu Nannan nibbled on the sour and delicious pickled radish, watching with relish the changing expressions on Mrs. Li's face.

"mother!"

Zhang Qin held her big belly, stood at the door and shouted in pain:

"I'm giving birth!"

"What?!"

Mrs. Li rushed to her side:

"Why are you rushing at this time?"

She also wanted to open her stomach for a good meal here.

It's good now, it's messed up.

She helped Zhang Qin to walk out not gently, muttering softly as she walked:
"You'd better have a baby with a handle, otherwise the old lady won't take care of you!"

Zhang Qin tightly covered his stomach with his fingers, and the cold sweat of pain kept pouring out.

His man Li Zhuang saw it, and just as he was about to come over, Mrs. Li pushed him back:
"It's unlucky for a woman to have a child, I'll just take care of her."

"You stay here and eat, and go home when you're full."

Li Zhuang is obedient, but there are also a few that attach great importance to Zhang Qin's child:
"Mother, be careful when you deliver your baby, and let my younger brother help you."

(End of this chapter)