Chapter 472： pickles

Chapter 472 Pickles

Old Yang’s family bought a large piece of wasteland next to the old yard. Father Yang felt that the bricks and tiles were burned by himself, and the wood was chopped on the mountain. It was nothing more than hiring more helpers and paying more wages.

If so, with a wave of his arms, four sets of courtyards were built in the wasteland beside them. The four sets of courtyards are all three main rooms plus three left and right wing rooms.

That's the case, such a large-scale construction of a house is still a brick and tile house, which can be called the richest man in Lishu Village.

Yang Lan'er listened to Yang's mother's introduction to the construction of the house, and expressed that she was very satisfied with the arrangement of her parents and agreed with both hands and feet. The children should have been separated when they were older.

Over time, estrangement between brothers is easy to occur, and if there are too many quarrels, the brotherhood will disappear.

Sister-in-law Zhou came over with a tray at this time, put several plates of dried fruit and snacks on the table, a plate of dried radish, added a pot of tea, handed over a pair of chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Little sister, this is the pickled radish made by mother." Come on, do you want to taste it?"

"Lan'er, try it. This is my new marinade. When you are in late summer and early autumn, ask Xiao Jiu and the others to send over a cart of red peppers and a cart of radishes. The weather is hot and I can't keep them at home, so I will try to find a way." The chili was made into chili sauce, and the radish was dried and pickled to make this.” Yang’s mother was very proud of this, as she developed it.

Yang Lan'er looked at the dried radishes on the plate, and each dried radish was evenly dipped in red chili sauce, which made her salivate and greedy.

Glanced at Yang's mother again, her mother is really smart, she tried every means to figure out the chili sauce when she came into contact with chili for the first time, and matched the chili sauce with other dishes very well.

I picked up a piece of dried radish, put it in my mouth and chewed it a few times, it was crisp and chewy, spicy and refreshing, very appetizing.

However, this early autumn pepper is very spicy.

Xiao Ruo quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it to her: "Madam, if it's a bit spicy, drink some tea."

Yang Lan'er took a sip of water, and continued to stretch her chopsticks towards the plate, her lips were reddened by the heat, and she asked, "Mother, you only made this spicy pickle?"

Sister-in-law Zhou saw that she likes to eat, covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Mother likes to think about these things. She has tried the long beans and cucumbers that you sent people, and she has made them all. Now these pickles are used by everyone in the family to eat porridge." necessary."

Yang Lan'er's mouth was full of saliva, she only asked people to pickle long beans in summer, and she forgot that cucumbers can be pickled cucumbers.

Only pickled and chopped chili peppers, the other red peppers are all sun-dried. In fact, you can also soak some pickled peppers.

Boom, I forgot.

Mother Yang saw her daughter was so greedy, she laughed and said: "When you go back, I will ask your sister-in-law to bring you two jars, and you will be indispensable."

"Thank you mother, a child with a mother is a treasure." Yang Lan'er tugged at Yang's mother and said coquettishly.

Mother Yang always thinks about her daughter no matter what, she is really happy to have a child with a mother, and I will honor her well in the future.

Ms. Zhou shook her head as she watched the mother and daughter being affectionate. She was busy in the kitchen, but she hadn't gotten along well with the children when they came back.

Thinking so far, Zhou's eyes swept around the yard, and saw a few children playing with a few village children in the corner of the yard.

"Sister-in-law, why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you come over and help chop vegetables." Sitting in front of the kitchen door chopping vegetables, Ding made her back ache and her wrists were almost numb. When she looked up, she saw Zhou's pestle. I don't know who is looking at? Immediately I felt unbalanced.

(end of this chapter)