Mrs. Qian was dozing off on a chair under the eaves. When she opened her eyes and saw her son coming in, she opened her mouth to ask.
"Did you give it?"
"Give it."
"Really?"
"I really gave it."
She originally had no hope for her second son, she just wanted to push him hard, at least to cause some discomfort to the Sangmen family.
Who knew the other party would actually give it to me!
The old lady didn't think about it, but her son finally gave in and started to smile. The wrinkles on her face were stretched out like an old chrysanthemum.
"Tell me quickly!"
After affectionately pulling Zhuang Er over, Mrs. Qian saw the oil paper bag in his hand and asked, "What is this?"
"Just that dried potato."
Without waiting for her son to elaborate, the old lady hurriedly untied the hemp rope and stuffed it into her waistband, then opened the paper package.
Inside is a pile of orange-red translucent strips of sweet potatoes.
This, this looks delicious.
It smells sweet.
We have harvested a lot of sweet potatoes this year. If we use them all to make this and sell them in the town, just for the unique and unique stuff, how can our business be so bad?
Mrs. Qian was so happy that she reached out and grabbed a dried potato and stuffed it into her mouth to chew.
Hiss~ I can’t bite...
She was getting older, and her teeth were almost missing. She usually ate soft foods, so how could she eat this. But even so, it didn't stop her from holding the dried potatoes in her mouth and sipping the sweet taste.
She felt so happy that she pinched two dried potatoes without stopping and stuffed them into Zhuang's hands. She wrapped the rest in oil paper and stuffed them into her arms.
"You eat, I'll go to San'er's house."
Without waiting for the second son to answer, the old lady tilted her buttocks and left.
Zhuang Er stood under the eaves, holding two pitiful dried potatoes in his hands. He stood alone, looking at his mother's back as she walked away, and didn't know what to say.
Mrs. Li came out of the house and saw the man standing dryly, wondering, "What's wrong with you? Standing here?"
Zhuang Er glanced at his wife, sighed deeply, put the dried sweet potatoes into her hands, and said, "You can eat the sweet ones."
After that, he turned around and went back to the house, where Mrs. Li stood at the door with a puzzled look on his face.
Mrs. Qian came to Zhuang San's house excitedly. As soon as she entered the door, she saw her son carrying a basin of water and wiping diapers in the yard!
She jumped up in anger on the spot.
"You are a cheating and lazy person, but as a wife, you let your own man wash your diapers!"
Stepping forward and snatching the diaper from Zhuang San's hand, Mrs. Qian kicked the tub over with a bang.
"What about the lazy idiot! Let me take a look!"
Before Zhuang San could react, his wife had already rushed into the back room menacingly.
When I entered the house, I saw Mrs. Wu lying on the bed playing with her children.
The old lady was so angry that she jumped three feet high and threw the wet diaper on Wu's body with a "pop", which made the person scream in shock.
"You still have the nerve to scream?"
"My son works hard in the fields every day, but you are doing nothing at home, and yet you ask him to wash diapers? How shameless you are!"
Wu knew she was in the wrong, but she was not willing to be outdone. She just squinted her neck and stared at the old lady in a rage. Seeing the man coming in, she burst into tears and was about to cry to him.
"Mom! Alan is not feeling well today. I told him to rest. Don't be angry. It's not worth getting so angry."
Zhuang San had just seen his mother suddenly appear in the courtyard and felt bad. Now his premonition came true.
He hurriedly helped his mother to the main room, while winking at his wife, asking her to get out of bed quickly and come over to serve her.
Wu had no choice but to angrily hug her daughter out of bed, pull off her shoes and reluctantly come to the main room, and stood aside obediently to listen to the instructions.
Mrs. Qian's anger has not subsided.
Her youngest son is her favorite. Before the family was separated, she couldn't bear to let him work in the fields. Now it's good, and he even helps his wife wash diapers. There are no more rules!
The old lady was cursing uncleanly, and Zhuang San stood behind her, squeezing her shoulders gently and serving her. It wasn't until almost a stick of incense had passed that she stopped talking.
"Hmph, don't let me catch you being lazy and slipping again, or I'll send you back to your parents' house and don't come back again!"
After saying that, he glared at Wu sternly again.
This time Wu lowered her head and did not dare to say a word.
Mrs. Wu knew in her heart that her mother-in-law was not easy to fool. If she really made someone angry, it would be useless for a man to protect her. Her family's situation was so bad, and she didn't want to go back and live a hard life.
Seeing that the wife relented, the old lady finally felt better. She took a sip of the tea on the table, squinted her eyes and said, "San'er, mother always favors you, but you have to stand up for yourself, no matter what.
It makes a woman take the lead."
Wu was so angry that her nails almost tore through the palms of her hands, but she still managed to remain silent. Instead, she gave Mrs. Qian a high look.
"However, it's not your fault that I came here today."
As she spoke, the old lady took out the oil paper bag from her arms and unfolded it in front of the two of them.
"Mom, what is this?"
Zhuang San rarely goes out except for working in the fields, and no one is willing to talk to him on weekdays. He actually doesn't know any new news.
"Dried potatoes, made by Dafang."
The old lady answered briskly, with a hint of pride on her face, "Try it?"
Zhuang San doubtfully pinched one and put it into his mouth and chewed it carefully. The more he chewed, his eyes widened even more. In the end, his face was full of surprise and he could not hide it.
Mrs. Wu looked at it curiously, but her mother-in-law was sitting here, and even if she wanted to, she didn't dare to take it and eat it.
The old lady was not biased this time, she just raised her chin and let her take it by herself.
Wu grabbed one and ate it, her expression as shocked as Zhuang San's.
"Mom! You said the thing is called dried potato, could it be made from sweet potato?" Zhuang San felt hot at the moment and asked impatiently.
“Since it’s called potato chips, of course it’s made of sweet potatoes.”
"This stuff is good. It's sweet and fragrant. It's like the candied fruit sold in the snack shop in town!" Zhuang San pinched another stick and couldn't bear to let it go, "But what did you just say? This is my sister-in-law."
Homemade?”
"Yes." The old lady narrowed her eyes and replied.
Zhuang San's heart, which had been agitated just now, was suddenly froze when a bucket of cold water was poured on it.
The last time he made a tofu recipe, he shot himself in the foot. Now even if he takes these dried potatoes, what's the use of them? He doesn't know how to make them!
What a joy!
Seeing her son's depressed face, Mrs. Qian felt distressed.
There are only about a hundred farmers in the village, and this is where you get angry with a man and throw a bowl at each other in the evening. The whole village will know about it the next day, not to mention what San'er did last time.
It's got a bad reputation.
She wanted to help, but she couldn't do anything.
But now that we have this recipe for dried potatoes, it's different. Once we make something and make money, we don't need to care about the opinions of these individuals in the village.
And once you have money, not many people will fawn over you. Who will be able to mention these old things without seeing it?
"San'er, don't say that mother didn't help you." The old lady paused and saw that her son was sullen and trying to stop smiling, so she stopped trying to make excuses and just said, "I've got a recipe for dried sweet potato for you.
"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang San had not yet responded, but Wu Shi screamed in surprise.
The voice was so shrill and thin that it almost lifted the roof off.
"What's all this fuss about! Something that has never been seen in the world!"
The old lady scolded angrily, but Mrs. Wu didn't resist. Instead, she put on a smile and came over to please her: "Are you serious, mom? Are you asking for this recipe?"
"Can I still trick you?"
After squinting at her daughter-in-law, who couldn't stand on the table, Mrs. Qian turned her gaze back to her son.
Zhuang Sanxi was stunned, his whole body was stunned, his eyes were straight.
"Son? What's wrong with you?"
"Mom, are you serious?"
After a while, Zhuang San came back to his senses.
If Mom really does this, then as long as she does it well at home, she won’t necessarily be worse than my sister-in-law’s tofu business in the future!
"Mom, you really have a way!"
"Yes, mother, you are so awesome!"
This time, even Wu said it with true feelings.
Mrs. Qian left the bag of potatoes to dry before she left, and the couple found the solution. They were so excited that they couldn't sleep at night. They wished it would be dawn soon and started steaming the sweet potatoes.
Qin Manzhi never expected that Mrs. Qian turned around and taught Zhuang San the recipe given by her daughter. However, even if she knew it, she could only shake her head and sigh, regretting it endlessly.
