The Vicious Fat Wife Dressed as a Disabled General

Chapter 141 The two elders must avoid suspicion
Jiang Zhinuan is a little strange, why is it not good to send Aunt Su a duck?

And looking at Uncle Zhang's expression, he was indeed a little embarrassed. At this time, a master said: "Let me come, I will pass by Sister Su's house when I go home, and I will send it to you, and I will say that Jiang girl sent it."

Jiang Zhinuan handed over the duck goods and thanked him repeatedly.

After Zhang Abo and the others left on the bamboo raft, Jiang Zhinuan still felt strange, and muttered to himself, "Zhang Abo is a little strange."

Di Qing echoed from the side: "It's nothing to be surprised about, it's just to avoid suspicion."

"Avoid suspicion? Avoid suspicion?"

"Don't you know? Uncle Zhang's wife has been dead for more than 20 years, and Mrs. Su's wife has also been dead for more than ten years."

Jiang Zhinuan shook his head: "I don't know, but what does this have to do with sending something?"

Di Qing could only explain: "There is a lot of gossip at the widow's door."

widow?

Aunt Su is in her 60s, and Uncle Zhang is in his [-]s.

At such an old age, does anyone still spread gossip?This is really something Jiang Zhinuan did not expect.

Di Qing rocked his wheelchair to start a fire, ready to help Jiang Zhinuan to cook: "I don't know too well, I just heard that Uncle Zhang and Aunt Su were childhood sweethearts when they were young, and later they each started a family."

"Anything else to say?"

Di Qing nodded: "I also heard people chattering a few times when I went out shopping on crutches. I couldn't stop someone from teasing that Uncle Zhang and Mrs. Su could renew their relationship and have a twilight relationship. These two elders should be doing it for To avoid suspicion, they deliberately avoided each other, so you asked Uncle Zhang to deliver something to Aunt Su, Uncle Zhang said it was inconvenient."

Only then did Jiang Zhinuan understand.

She didn't expect that there was such a past between Uncle Zhang and Aunt Su.

However, speaking of it is fate.

There are so many people in Pingxi Town, but Uncle Zhang and Aunt Su extended a helping hand to her when she was in trouble. Not to mention anything else, the character of the two elders alone is absolutely nothing to say.

Jiang Zhinuan used to be an orphan. Apart from the momentary warmth she felt from the mother of the director of the orphanage when she was a child, there was also the warmth brought to her by Uncle Zhang and Aunt Su.

In the beginning, she just picked up things from Uncle Zhang's house. Over time, she discovered that this old man who always liked to smoke pipes, apart from teasing her sometimes, helped her and even guided her like a father the rest of the time.

The same goes for Aunt Su. The clothes she and Di Qing wore were all made by Aunt Su herself. This made Jiang Zhinuan, who had never worn her mother's stitches since childhood, felt a little bit of warm maternal love.

It can be said that in this different world, apart from Di Qing and the two children, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Su are the people she cares about most, even more than the so-called uncle and other relatives.

Di Qing boiled a pot of warm water first, and Jiang Zhinuan said while washing, "Tell me, how about I match them up?"

"It's not good." Di Qing frowned: "You should not interfere with this matter."

It's different from modern times, divorce, remarriage and love at dusk are not popular.

Their ideas are still very conservative. Men can have three wives and four concubines, but women in this era must be consistent.

Di Qing looked serious, so Jiang Zhinuan had no choice but to shrug his shoulders: "I just said it casually, if I don't intervene, I don't want to intervene. Emotional matters can't be done by anyone intervening."

Jiang Zhinuan wanted to keep the dinner simple, but the two children are greedy for braised meat, so today they made a big pot and shared it with everyone.

An Bao and Ning Bao just watched eagerly, their saliva almost dripping onto their feet.

Jiang Zhinuan felt sorry for the two children, and couldn't bear to see their big wet eyes, so he went to the reed marsh to catch two wild ducks, and after Di Qing planed them to kill them, he directly stewed a pot of five-spice flavored ducks.

The two children obediently moved the small stools and sat aside and waited.

"Mother, there are only so many ducks in the reed marsh. You catch and kill a few of them to eat every day. Are we going to finish eating the wild ducks soon?"

Jiang Zhinuan turned around and smiled: "No, don't worry, the wild duck eggs in the reeds will continuously hatch new ducklings."

She said so, but according to her current speed of catching ducks and eating them, that is to say, there are too many wild ducks in this reed marsh, otherwise, the speed of hatching will definitely not be able to meet her needs.

The child reminded her, Jiang Zhinuan decided to search along the river when he was free, as long as there were reeds, even small reeds, there would be wild ducks in them, and they would be picked up by then. Catch them together and keep them in her reeds.

Lo mei takes time, and Jiang Zhinuan brought out the wheat that was going to be made into maltose from the cabin.

The wheat has sprouted green shoots, and the children found it strange: "Mother, can these grasses really turn into sugar?"

"Of course, this isn't wheat, it's malt. Now I'm giving you two a task. Come and open the lid to pour water on the malt several times a day. When they grow up a bit, mother can make malt candy for you. .”

The two children were very happy to receive the task, holding their little hands and circling around the pot of malt.

Jiang Zhinuan opened the clay pot for brewing wine and took a look inside. The wine had already seeped out of the hole in the middle. It was estimated that half of the wine would seep out after another night. After burning it on the fire to sterilize it, I scooped some out and tasted it.

Her beer brewed from pure wheat is slightly bitter in the mouth, with a little wheat aroma in the aftertaste, because it is fermented with koji and mixed with a little alcohol, the taste is long and moderate, with a little bit of a head!

Become!

This is much more pure than the taste of a certain mountain, a certain flower and a certain island.

After all, it is brewed from pure wheat, without adding any technology and hard work, and the taste is more mellow and thick.

Jiang Zhinuan only took a small sip, and kept the remaining half spoonful for Di Qing.

Di Qing hung a lantern in the side shed, and was still hammering on nails to make the big wardrobe that Jiang Zhinuan wanted. Jiang Zhinuan leaned over with a spoon in his hand, with a proud and brisk tone.

"I took half a spoonful of wine, do you want to taste it?"

"Wine, has it been brewed in such a short time?"

Jiang Zhinuan nodded: "My wine can be fermented in 36-48 hours, that is, within two days."

Di Qing stared at the little yellow soup in her spoon in disbelief. After all, for them, wine tasted better with age, and he had never heard of wine that could be brewed in two or three days.

"Try it."

Di Qing had no choice but to take a sip, only to taste the bitterness spreading in his mouth, and immediately frowned.

"bitter."

Jiang Zhinuan nodded: "Take another big sip, swallow it slowly, and let the wine linger in your mouth."

Di Qing couldn't describe the feeling in his mouth, only felt it was extremely bitter, and resisted the second sip very much, but Jiang Zhinuan looked at him eagerly, so he could only bite the bullet and take another sip.

"How? How?" Jiang Zhinuan looked at him eagerly, waiting for his comment.

(End of this chapter)