Farmer's counterattack is busy with farming

Chapter 85

Liu Chunhua looked at the eldest daughter who collapsed and cried, and her mind immediately cleared up a lot.

She gritted her teeth, threw the flour, stood up, stretched out a pair of rough hands, wiped the tears of the eldest daughter, and said softly: "Cai Cai, mother, don't pick it up, don't cry."

"It's just a little flour, mother and elder sister don't have to do that." Ning Xianxian said with a smile, "We still have money on hand, so we just need to buy some more."

"But, it's just such a waste, I feel really uncomfortable." Liu Chunhua thought that it was all the little daughter's hard work in planting garlic, so she wished she could pick it up and eat it right away.

"What mother said makes sense." Ning Xianxian rolled his eyes, walked into the house, brought the dustpan and broom, squatted down, tried to avoid the dirt, and swept up the flour.

"Xianxian, what are you doing?" Liu Chunhua looked at her puzzled.

Didn't you just persuade her not to pick it up?

Ning Caicai also looked at her with tears in her eyes, but dared not tell her not to pick it up.

Now she has a trace of awe from the bottom of her heart for this younger sister who has become assertive and intelligent.

Ning Xianxian cleaned up most of the slightly cleaner flour before standing up, and said with a low laugh: "Wasting food will be condemned by God."

"It's so dirty, can I still eat it?" Ning Caicai asked.

"We don't eat it, we can give it to others."

Ning Xianxian laughed.

After returning to her room, Ning Xianxian asked Liu Chunhua to take some more money to exchange for two bowls of white noodles.

Although there were only two bowls, she asked Liu Chunhua to make them in a very high-profile manner. She was holding a large wooden basin covered with a blue cloth, as if she had bought a large basin full.

"Xianxian, what do you mean?" Liu Chunhua put the pot on the table, and said with some concern, "When I entered the door just now, Wu Xiangxiu and your grandma saw it, and they probably want to come and ask."

"Just to let them see." Ning Xianxian was sitting on a small bench with a dustpan on his lap, carefully removing the dirt from the flour.

Ning Caicai saw her and came over to help.

Although she didn't know what she was going to do, Liu Chunhua didn't say anything to stop her.Just according to Ning Xianxian's request, take water and start kneading the noodles, and prepare to steam the flower rolls for eating.

Ning Xianxian turned to look at her, and asked, "Mother, does this flour look dirty?"

While kneading the noodles quickly, Liu Chunhua glanced at her and shook her head: "There is still a little bit."

"Then, what if it's made into flower rolls and steamed?"

"Add chopped green onions, maybe you can't see it." Liu Chunhua glanced at her, "What's your idea?"

"It's nothing. Waiting for someone to come to the door." Ning Xianxian clapped his hands, picked up the dustpan, put it on the table, and said, "Mother, this one and the one you just bought have to be steamed separately."

"I know that." Liu Chunhua smiled.

She thought to herself, the youngest daughter is becoming more and more sensible and knows not to waste food.

The flour is steamed, so she can eat it by herself.It's not clean, but it's better than throwing it away.

The mother and daughter were kneading the dough talking and laughing, when they saw Ning Bailian's head poking out from the door, looking into the room, and saw that the table was full of white flour rolls.He opened his eyes wide and swallowed his saliva.

"Bai Lian, you..."

As soon as Liu Chunhua opened her mouth, Ning Bailian flinched and ran away.

After a while, Ning Zhou, Wu Xiangxiu, and Cheng came over together.

Ning Bilian, who always liked to join in the excitement, was not there, she was crying in her room.

She will marry Cui Fa in two days, and she will cry if she doesn't.

Wu Xiangxiu stood at the door with her stomach straight, not daring to come in.

She was afraid of the rolling pin in Ning Xianxian's hand...

Mrs. Ning Zhou didn't even take a cane, and came in with her hands behind her back. As soon as she came in, her eyes glanced at the rolls that had been pinched on the table.

"I've done a lot." She drooped her eyelids, her face was expressionless, and she couldn't see any emotions.

Liu Chunhua and Ning Caicai still hated the fact that she sprinkled flour, they were silent when they heard the words, and bowed their heads to do their own things.

Only Ning Xianxian had a smile on his face: "Grandma, you have done a lot. Isn't this making money, and you should eat something good."

"Hehe, it's reasonable to eat something good, just don't patronize yourself to eat alone." Ning Zhou said neither yin nor yang.

"How could it be!" Ning Xianxian was enthusiastic, "You see, we have done a lot, and we are thinking of making more, so I can send some to grandma."

Although Ning Zhou was surprised, she was still somewhat satisfied after all.

Wu Xiangxiu said from a distance: "Xianxian is sensible today."

Ning Xianxian turned to look at her: "Widow, do you want to eat?"

Wu Xiangxiu: "..."

Since she came to the house here, everyone else has been fine, but Ning Xianxian has been calling her a "widow". She was still angry before, but she also calmed down later.

Just call it.

No less meat.

"Since I have done so much, don't I have my share?" Wu Xiangxiu asked cheekily.

"You can eat whatever you want." Ning Xianxian's attitude was unexpectedly good.

Wu Xiangxiu was happy: "Okay, leave ten for me."

"Ten, have you finished eating?"

"I'll keep it and eat slowly..."

"You think so beautifully." Ning Xianxian felt that Wu Xiangxiu was getting more and more shameless.

Since she said that she wanted to distribute the flower rolls, Ning Zhou was satisfied, but she still stared at them, wanting to see how many they had made.

Ning Xianxian didn't care, and followed Liu Chunhua to finish making the rolls, saying, "Grandma, we have to use the big pot in the big kitchen today."

Usually, the three of them, mother and daughter, cook and eat alone. There is only one small pot, and they have to be responsible for the firewood themselves.

With so many flower rolls, it is obvious that a small pot will not work.

Ning Zhou was unexpectedly straightforward: "Of course, if you don't tell me, I will let you use it. You are also tired, so let your second aunt and third aunt steam it."

Liu Chunhua frowned, wanting to object.

Let them steam, how many can be left?
"Mother, let the second aunt and the third aunt steam it." Ning Xianxian stopped Liu Chunhua and winked at her.

Liu Chunhua was dumbfounded.

Ning Zhou said with a very satisfied smile: "Look, Xianxian has grown up and become sensible. Second daughter-in-law, hurry up and bring the flower rolls to the big pot to steam them. This will be eaten at noon."

Gao Shi and Cheng Shi went immediately.

Steaming a Hanamaki, but it takes half an hour, and soon the yard is filled with the delicious smell of white noodles.

Ning Bilian, who was crying all the time, couldn't help poking her head.

The rest of the children were even more crowded at the kitchen door, swallowing saliva non-stop.

Even during the Chinese New Year, I have never made so many white noodle rolls.

After the rolls were cooked, Ning Zhou presided over the distribution, and she kept some for herself, two for each of the big family, and some for Wu Xiangxiu.When Liu Chunhua's mother and daughter were assigned, there were only two left.

Three people, two Hanamaki, how to divide?
Ning Zhou said with a cheeky old face, "Isn't Xianxian losing weight? It's good to eat less."

"You're right." Ning Xianxian was holding a flower roll, smiling all over her face.

So everyone is happy.

However, that afternoon, the Ning family suffered from diarrhea collectively.

(End of this chapter)