The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 53
Han Qianluo still came to the place where she used to set up a stall. Just after setting up the stall, the middle-aged peddler next to her found out that she didn't sell tofu anymore, and was very surprised: "Isn't that tofu very easy to sell? Why don't you sell it?" ?”

"That thing won't sell well soon, and making tofu is too tiring." Han Qianluo replied with a smile, but she definitely just said this casually, and she didn't expect it to come true so soon.

The two were talking, when a middle-aged man carrying a wooden bucket walked to the empty space next to Han Qianluo and put the wooden bucket down.Han Qianluo glanced curiously, wanting to see what this man was selling, but what she saw surprised her a little, it turned out to be tofu.

Not only Han Qianluo, even the middle-aged peddler next to Han Qianluo couldn't help showing surprise when he saw it, and then asked the middle-aged tofu seller: "Oh, you made this yourself ?”

The middle-aged man selling tofu gave Han Qianlu a strange look, and then replied: "Yes, although we didn't come up with this thing, it doesn't mean that we made it bad."

The middle-aged woman is a very talkative person, and immediately started chatting with this man.Han Qianluo didn't speak, but just listened quietly, and finally understood what was going on with this man.It turned out that this man and the shopkeeper of Qianji Restaurant belonged to the same family.

However, since Han Qianluo has decided not to sell tofu, she naturally doesn't care who is selling it, and just sells her caramel in a safe manner.But simply selling caramel, the business is naturally not as good as before.

On the contrary, it was the middle-aged man next to him. Those who came to Han Qianluo's place to sell tofu found out that they didn't have any, so they bought it directly from that man, so the business was good, and they sold out soon and left. They didn't bother before leaving. He glanced at Han Qianluo.

Han Qianluo returned to the leisurely way before, but he had to wait until late. When there were not many people in the market, little Tao An walked over in a very upright manner, looking quite Some grown-ups feel it, but when they speak, they show their original shape.

"Aunt Han," Little Tao An called out in a brisk tone, and then he was a little surprised, "Hey, why is there no tofu?"

"Your mother asked you to buy tofu?" Han Qianluo asked, now she is very familiar with this family.

Little Tao An nodded, and said with some annoyance: "My mother finally agreed to buy tofu, but I still couldn't eat tofu."

The annoyed expression of the child looks very cute, and it can make Han Qianluo feel better for no reason: "Don't be annoyed, I will teach you how to make tofu later, okay?"

Tao An's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said expectantly, "Is what Aunt Han said true?" Han Qianluo nodded affirmatively. Tell my mother, see you, Aunt Han." After saying that, she ran back.

Han Qianluo guarded the stall for a while, and then he packed up his things and went to Tao An's house. When he went, Tao was weaving in the house. When he saw Han Qianluo, he stopped and stood up, "Qianluo is here, hurry up!" Why don't you sit down, Xiaoan told me, how embarrassing it is."

"It's nothing." Han Qianluo knelt down on the bamboo mat and said nonchalantly, "Anyway, I don't plan to make this thing for sale in the future."

Tao Shi heard what Han Qianluo said, but didn't ask anything, just smiled and said: "Since this is the case, then I won't be polite. If there is any need for help in the future, the girl can just say it. As long as I can If you can help, you will definitely help."

When Han Qianluo was teaching Tao to make tofu, little Tao An would come over to eavesdrop from time to time, but he was reprimanded by Tao, and continued to study reluctantly.Dow is a very smart person, she understood as soon as Han Qianluo explained it, so he finished the explanation very quickly.

"Sister Tao, time is running out, I'm going back." Han Qianluo said as he walked out the door.

Dow also hurried out, and asked to stay: "It's almost noon, let's stay here for lunch." Han Qianluo refused decisively, and then went home alone.

On the way home, Han Qianluo also felt a little hungry, thinking to himself, now that the conditions at home are better, let's have lunch in the future.But I still need to discuss it with Han Qingquan.

When I got home, it was time for lunch. Han Shuier was still weaving as usual, and Han Qingquan was chopping firewood in the yard.Han Qianluo put the things away and said to Han Qingquan, "Brother, shall we have lunch too?"

Han Qingquan hesitated after hearing this, neither agreeing nor objecting.Han Qianluo hurriedly continued: "Eating lunch is not only good for your health, but also gives you more energy when you work in the afternoon."

"I also know that lunch is good, but we are not those nobles in the city. I am afraid that the conditions are as good as theirs, and our family does not have much land. Will it be a bit difficult?" Han Qingquan said with a hint of worry .

Han Qianluo moved over a stool and sat opposite Han Qingquan, persuading him, "Brother, our family's conditions are better now than before, and it will definitely get better and better in the future, there will be no problem."

Han Qingquan still didn't speak, just chopping firewood again and again, and after a while he said: "Xiao Luo, I'm worried that those people in Tongli will say that we are aristocratic."

Having said that, Han Qianluo immediately understood that the people in Qianyangli are ordinary farmers who eat two meals a day. If their family suddenly becomes different, they will naturally be rejected by these people .

However, Han Qianluo was very experienced in such things, and immediately persuaded him: "Brother, we don't care what they say, we are not living for them."

Han Shui'er, who was weaving quietly, suddenly said, "Brother, what Xiao Luo said this time is good, and we will marry the Liang family in the future, so naturally we will not be ordinary farmers."

"Hey, you can do whatever you want." Han Qingquan said with a sigh, and continued to chop wood with his head bowed.

Hearing this, Han Qianluo was very happy, and hurried to make lunch. While making noodles, he suddenly remembered the leaf of pig's lung that he bought the day before yesterday. It's been two days in the well, and I don't know if it's broken.

At this time, Han Sanwei suddenly came back and walked into the kitchen. Seeing Han Qianluo making noodles, he was very surprised and said, "Sister San, what are you doing?"

"Lunch, of course." Han Qianluo replied.

"Really?" Han Sanwei felt a little pleasantly surprised, probably children will inevitably love food.

Han Qianluo nodded, indicating that what she said was true, Han Sanwei cheered and hurried to help light the fire.After Han Qianluo made the steamed buns, put them in a pottery steamer to steam them, then went to the well, lifted up the wooden basin placed in the well, put the pig lung inside under his nose and smelled it, it was okay, nothing smell.

After taking the pig lungs into the kitchen, Han Qianluo squatted on the ground to wash the pig lungs. This was a very troublesome thing that needed to be cleaned over and over again.Han Sanwei next to him kept his eyes on it, reluctant to move away.

"Sanwei, look at the firewood in the stove and be careful of the fire falling out." Han Qianluo couldn't help reminding, "Don't worry, this thing will definitely be eaten at noon today."

Only then did Han Sanwei retract his gaze and stare at the firewood in the stove, but he still glanced at Han Qianluo from time to time.

After changing the water in the basin over and over again, Han Qianluo felt that he was exhausted from washing his hands, and the pig's lungs in his hands finally turned snow white.

After finally washing it, Han Qianluo sighed in her heart, she was going to make lung slice soup, she was no stranger to this kind of food, in her previous life, she often saw her grandma making it, but she had never done it herself, Because she thinks that the step of washing the lungs is too troublesome, and if you don’t pay attention to it, it will not taste good, so she seldom does it by herself.

Cut the pork lungs into thin slices, and then Han Qianluo chopped up the other seasonings. After steaming the steamed buns in the clay pot, he started to make the lung slice soup.It was the first time to make lung soup by himself, Han Qianluo was still a little worried, and didn't dare to delay for a moment.

After the lung slice soup was ready, Han Qianluo tasted it, and it wasn't too bad, so he felt relieved. He fried a side dish casually, and then started to eat lunch.

At the dinner table, looking at Han Qingquan's troubled brows, Han Qianluo persuaded, "Brother, don't worry so much, you'll be fine." He scooped up a bowl of lung soup for him, "Brother, How about you try this lung slice soup?"

"Third sister, it's delicious." Han Sanwei at the side admired, then turned to Han Qingquan and said, "Elder brother, eat it quickly, it's delicious."

Han Qingquan reached out and rubbed Han Sanwei's face, and said with a smile, "You kid, you know how to eat now." Han Sanwei made a grimace, bowed his head and continued to eat.

After lunch, Han Qianluo started to try to make a cake, but before making the cake, he had to squeeze the milk out of the cow.

According to the correct milking method, Han Qianluo began to milk the cows, not daring to be lazy at all, but when she was about to start milking the cows, Han Shuier suddenly reprimanded loudly: "Qianluo, what are you doing? Girls don't know shame."

Han Qianluo stood in a daze for a while, and finally understood what Han Shuier was talking about, but Han Qianluo ignored her completely, squatted down and began to milk the cow, but just as he was about to do it, he was pulled back suddenly, The child's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell back and sat on the ground.

"Whether a girl looks good or not, she really has no shame." Han Shui'er said with some disdain.

(End of this chapter)