Farm Widow: Pick up a husband to open up wasteland and farm

Chapter 40 Secret
Salt……

Sichuan peppercorn……

vinegar……

garlic……

ginger...

Come a catty each~
Open your eyes, there are five more familiar things in your hands~
She put them all on the bedside, went to build a house to find a few jars, and poured the condiments in the bag into the jars one by one~
Only garlic and ginger made a difficult moment~
There are so many, how can it be said that this thing grows in the yard, and there is no such thing in the yard at all!

Not to mention that the whole family has not been out of the house for nearly ten days, and it is even more impossible to talk about it on the mountain.

She left the extra ginger and garlic in the back room, and carried the remaining three jars into the stove~
After finding the water ladle, she even added a lot of water to the pot until the water surface was almost rippling before she stopped. Taking advantage of this gap, she picked up a kitchen knife and cut the few pieces of ginger that she had just taken out into slices, and chopped the garlic one by one. Peel off and put in jars.

Then put a lot of vinegar and salt in the pot~
After finishing it in one go, I went to the stove to light the fire~
until the water boils~
She just came out of the house and looked at Jing Yuan...

"Let's carry all these jars into the building, and put them along the wall, so that they will be convenient for cooking and eating in the future."

Unexpectedly, when I came out this time, I saw that there were many jars in the yard, of different sizes, and the previous mountain products, fungus, and mushrooms had already been dried~ The yard now looks much more spacious than before.

"Come on, my master, are you putting away all the dried peas?" Old man Wei asked her, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Leave a few to build a house first, and put the rest in the utility room. After a few days, sprinkle some on the ground, and you can eat pea sprouts in time."

This time, Uncle Shan hurried forward to give his hand. Seeing that the old man Wei, Zhuzi and Wei Zhong were struggling to lift in front of him, it was not because the three of them were weak, but that the jar in front of them was the biggest one, and it was better to go before Zhuzi. I came back from the village at the foot of the mountain.

Zhang Xiaolan was stunned for a long time, but she didn't see her siblings. She couldn't help being a little puzzled. She didn't see anyone when she got up early in the morning~
Could it be that he ran out?
She turned around and went to the eldest daughter's house~
"There are many needles here, otherwise it will not be durable"

As soon as she arrived at the door, she heard Xi'er's voice from inside. She pushed the door open, stepped in with a creak, "I thought you guys had sneaked out."

She walked forward with a smile, watching the three children embroidering the cloth in front of them...

She calmly took a look, isn't this... the clothes he embroidered for Jing Yuan before? ?
why here?
uh~
"Mother still has the nerve to say, Uncle Jing's clothes are gone, and Mother didn't show them off. In our whole family, Uncle Jing's clothes are the most shabby."

"Yeah, even Uncle Shan dresses better than Uncle Jing"

……

She didn't pay attention, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is indeed the daughter who sewed the clothes before, and she even said that she would sew his clothes~
result……

It turned out that the two children were hiding in the house to do this. She couldn't help but wonder, "Why do these clothes have to be made in the house, isn't it more open outside?"

“Lots of mosquitoes outside”

……

There must be some secrets from her~
She didn't say anything, Yaoyao headed out of the room~
Wait for the moment she goes out~
The two children in the room let out a long sigh of relief...

"so close"

"Why do you two hide it from your boss? Isn't this a good thing?"

"You don't understand"

Celery turned her head away and continued to sew the clothes in her hands. She didn't hide it from her mother just now, and this dress was indeed embroidered for Uncle Jing.

Zhang Xiaolan had no choice but to go to the stove again, and tried the water temperature in the pot with her hands. When she felt that the water temperature was almost the same, she picked up the water scoop and filled it with water, and poured water into the pot on the wall.

(End of this chapter)