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Chapter 87: 88 No one dares to attack me except your family

Lin Lan smiled and nodded: "Okay, mom will tell you about the three little pigs. In a remote mountain village, there lived a mother pig and her three cute little pigs. The mother worked very hard every day, and the piglets worked hard every day.

The sky has grown..."

Lin Lan looked at her sleeping son, leaned over and kissed him. She had bought these stories before and told them to her little niece. The older she got, the more she liked children. She also wanted to persuade Liu Jianguo to do artificial insemination, but she didn't expect it.

That garbage...

She stopped her random thoughts, got out of bed and left the room. She went to the main room and scooped out six kilograms of glutinous rice, washed it lightly and soaked it in a bucket.

The two of them made pea cakes, washed and went to sleep separately.

It became much more convenient for Lin Lan after she got the watch sent by Lin Guoliang. When she woke up, she turned on the light and saw that it was only half past four, and squinted for a while before getting up and getting dressed at half past five.

Lin Yuezhen also got up when she heard the noise.

Lin Lan brought over the wooden bucket of soaked orchid beans and asked her to cut the orchid beans before looking at the glutinous rice soaked in the bucket.

After changing the water once, I looked at the marinated pork belly again and saw that it was already flavorful.

I went to the woodshed to grab a handful of straw, twisted a handful of thin straw ropes to string the meat strips together, and hung them on the sticks on the stove for smoking.

By the time she finished making the kidney bean rolls, Lin Yuezhen had already cut the kidney beans and started frying the orchid beans.

The sun was shining brightly early in the morning. Lin Lan wore a straw hat and carried a bamboo pole on her back to the foot of the mountain.

Scoop a spoonful of soaked glutinous rice and spread it on the bottom, add a few pieces of suet and crush it, then add the bean paste filling. Finally, add two spoons of glutinous rice, spread it out, tie it with a rice dumpling leaf and tie it in a circle, and finally tie a knot at the end.

When she is not at home and Yuezhen does the work for her, others have nothing to say, but if she is asked to do the work for her, some people will say that she is exploiting her cousin.

Lin Lan caught the chicks out, put them under the basket on his back, put some broken rice and finely chopped ramie leaves, and felt relieved when he saw them crowding in front of the broken pottery bowl to eat.

After seeing off Zhou Xiaohong, Lin Lan asked Yuezhen to pound the red bean paste at home while she carried the bamboo basket on her back and prepared to go to work.

"Hey!" Xiao Douding happily took the eggs and went to the kitchen to show off to Aunt Yuezhen.

Lin Lan agreed to her request and asked her about setting up a stall in the clothing factory. Zhou Xiaohong told her everything she knew.

Little Douzi was playing with rolling hoops on the eaves of the steps, while Dahuang lay aside and looked up at him from time to time.

Lin Lan rinsed the soaked glutinous rice twice, put the filtered water into a urea bag and weighed it on a scale. One pound of soaked glutinous rice weighed a little over eighty ounces after soaking.

Lin Lan looked at him running without his heels touching the ground and laughed: "Little rascal, it's like this every day. Next time, get up early to go to the toilet!"

"Mom, I'm up." Xiaodouzi said as he covered his crotch and ran towards the pig pen.

The two little pigs lay there looking at the chicken that the owner had covered under his back basket. The gosling took it away, and it honestly climbed off the low wall and went back to lie down in the pig's nest.

Seeing his happy look, Lin Lan also laughed: "Take it and put it in a rice vat. We will steam the egg custard for lunch."

Lin Lan snorted coldly: "Grandson Gui, the people who want to beat you can be queued to the police station from here."

More than three kilograms of glutinous rice and bean paste balls were used to make forty bean paste rice dumplings.

By the time she finished work and returned home, Lin Yuezhen had already prepared lunch and made bean paste.

Lin Lan smiled and waved the sickle: "Grandson, a bastard like you is just wasting air. If you are beaten to death by some hero, my aunt will go buy a few ten-thousand-ring firecrackers to celebrate."

Lin Lan turned to look at him, bent down and waved the sickle quickly.

After lunch, Lin Lan and Yuezhen rolled the bean paste into bean paste balls, chopped the suet into pieces, mixed a little sugar in it, and started making rice dumplings.

He found something white in the henhouse, took a look at it, picked it up and shouted happily: "Mom, the little hen has laid eggs."

Lin Lan picked up one of the selected rice dumpling leaves, stacked it head to tail, then folded it into a short triangle shape at 1/3 of the rice dumpling leaf.

"Just wait, my aunt is afraid of you." After Lin Lan said this, she didn't even bother to look at him, and went straight to the foot of the mountain to mow the grass.

Seeing Lin Lan's fearless look, Liu Jinbao clenched his fists in anger. He didn't turn around until two people came over.

"You~" Liu Jinbao stared at her with a sullen face and eyes like poisonous snakes, "I have thought about it. No one except your family dares to attack me."

Of the old lady’s fifteen chickens, half are roosters, and the two goslings are both female geese. Including the dozen chickens at home, there are more than thirty chickens in total. Fortunately, there is the bean dregs left by Yang Liying, otherwise every day

Chicken food is also a problem.

When Zhou Xiaohong came to pick up the goods, he asked Lin Lan to double the amount.

Lin Yuezhen tore the soaked palm leaves into thin strips and used them to tie the rice dumplings.

He picked up the bamboo stick and slapped the piglet twice, and scolded: "There will be pig food for a while, get out of here quickly."

I hurriedly ran to the door of the east chamber and saw him lying on the bed asleep, with a doll's book in his hand.

"Hahaha...haha...!" Lin Lan laughed happily, "You bitch has your own destiny, why don't I beat you to death!"

Liu Jinbao rushed out of the hut and looked at her gloomily: "Smelly bitch, did someone from your family beat me with a black stick?"

Lin Yuezhen offered to work for her, but Lin Lan refused.

Lin Yuezhen looked at her gratefully and gestured: "Thank you, Xiaolan."

Liu Jinbao stared at Lin Lan: "Lin, you wait for me!"

Liu Jinbao was so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched: "You bitch, you don't have to be happy. How long have you been pretending?"

Pour it out and divide it into three parts again. One variety contains more than three kilograms of glutinous rice.

After the three of them had eaten, Xiaodouzi put down his bowl and mixed the chicken food first, then went to the pig pen and opened the small door of the chicken pen. Two hens and a group of soldiers ran out in a swarm.

Before 7:30, the two of them had the morning goods ready.

"Sister, I feel much more relaxed when you are at home."

Lin Yuezhen stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at Xiaodouzi with a smile. She liked this place, Lin Lan and Xiaodouzi.

Lin Lan went to the pig pen. When the two piglets saw their owner coming, they climbed up and lay on the low wall of the partition, and began to chirp.

After Lin Lan was wrapping the rice dumplings, she suddenly remembered that for a while, she didn't hear the sound of Xiaodouzi rolling the hoop. She walked quickly to the door and saw no Xiaodouzi, only Dahuang lying at the door of the east chamber.

Lin Lan breathed a sigh of relief, took off his shoes, pulled up the quilt and covered him. Xiaodouzi opened his eyes and glanced at Lin Lan, then closed his eyes again.

Turning around, she saw Yuezhen standing at the door. Lin Lan smiled at her and whispered, "You little rascal, you scared me."

Yuezhen smiled and nodded, and the two returned to the kitchen to start cooking rice dumplings.

Pour a few ladles of water into the clay pot and bring it to a boil, then put the bean paste rice dumplings in and simmer with the lid on.

The bacon strips hanging above the stove were half-dry after being baked for most of the day, and from time to time, oil droplets dripped on the edge of the stove, making a hissing sound.

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