I Wore It Back After 60 Years

Chapter 78 Grinding
Aware of the grieving air permeating her granddaughter's body, Mrs. Li smiled, "After these two days, I will ask your mother to grind some sweet potato noodles and come back, and my grandmother will make pancakes with noodles and pancakes for you."

Oh open!

Qilu dish pancakes.

Li Xingxing had a sense of expectation.

She likes to eat roadside stalls very much, such as pancakes and fruit, egg-filled pancakes, roujiamo, hand-picked pancakes, and sauce-flavored pancakes are all her favorites in middle school, and vegetable pancakes are of course among them.

It is inconvenient to take out the pancakes to eat, so just use the pancakes!

After three or four days of busy work, the snow in the village, the fields and the mountains was shoveled in sevens and eights, filling all the cellars, and everyone took a breath.

Madam Li really sent Li Xiuhong to grind noodles.

Seeing that she was carrying a half-sack of dried sweet potatoes on her shoulders, and a treasure basket slung in her arms, with a noodle bag and a small broom made of sorghum heads, Li Xingxing followed and took the treasure basket into her hands.

60 years later, there will be an electric mill to grind flour, and most people choose to buy flour directly, how to process flour now?

She was curious.

When I arrived at the mill opposite the brigade headquarters, it turned out to be a large stone mill!
Very old kind.

There are a dozen or so, big or small, all of them can be used.

Some people are already grinding noodles in the mill, and they are also grinding dried sweet potatoes. People push the heavy mill, like a donkey pulling the mill. Sweep into the basket.

It was none other than Hu Xiuying, who had just quarreled with Li Xiuhong.

Li Xiuhong didn't say hello to her, and Li Xingxing also hated what Hu Xiuying said and didn't call Liu Aunter.

Hu Xiuying's face turned pale: "I said sister-in-law Xiuhong, you are too naive, aren't you? Don't shout when you see your elders."

"What is good to her is a serious elder. You gossip about her outside every day, what kind of elder are you?" Li Xiuhong pushed back bluntly, "Reminisce the time when she asked her to call you Sixth Aunt!"

Hu Xiuying couldn't say anything about her and glared at her.

Li Xiuhong snorted, turned her head and ignored her, but chose a stone mill to clean it up with a small broom, poured the dried sweet potatoes in the pockets into the holes, and started grinding.

Pushing it down in circles, powder quickly flowed down from the grinding disc. Li Xingxing helped to sweep it into the treasure bin below.

She is smart and learned from Hu Xiuying.

"Dried sweet potatoes are not whole, I remember whole dried sweet potatoes are good." Li Xingxing suddenly said.

"Sure, it's not easy to grind it whole, but it's better to use it in pieces. When you didn't get up in the morning, I mashed it up with a tumbler. I kept some for the family to cook porridge, and I brought the rest."

Li Xingxing snorted: "I know Wuwozi, it's the stone mortar placed on the side of the door of our main room!"

Puffed up his chest proudly.

She has a certain understanding of old rural objects.

Jubao 箢 is just a 箢箢. It will be sold in Huaihua Town 60 years later. In some places, it is called 箢篼. It is an airtight basket-like utensil for holding things made of wicker. Jubao 箢 is made into ingots. shape.

Li Xiuhong praised without hesitation: "My daughter is really amazing!"

Li Xingxing giggled.

Hu Xiuying rolled her eyes, quarreling with Li Xiuhong, and was afraid of the status of the old Li family in the village. Li Xiuhong's nine brothers and dozens of nephews alone made people's scalp tingle.

There is another main reason, Chen Nianen.

Apart from Chen Nian'en, the heir of the old Chen family has high hopes.

Chen Nian'en was raised by Li Xiuhong until he was a teenager before entering the city with Chen Goudan. At that time, he was already sensible. Before entering the city, he often helped Li Xiuhong with work. He must protect his mother, not the aunt in the next room.

(End of this chapter)