novelaction Chapter 111: Saw it, shame
Chapter 111: Saw it, shame
When Xu Zhaodi heard that someone came to ask about how to pickle eggs, her expression changed for a moment, but she still managed it well.
"Yes, yes." Xu Zhaodi pouted her lips instantly after everyone had gone in.
You have to ask about everything, and once it’s done, sell it quietly.
When the time comes, another inspection team will come and I won’t know how to explain it.
Xu Zhaodi clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes before closing the door. Suddenly, she saw Zhou Cuihong from next door sticking her head out.
Then, remembering that Zhou Cuihong had eavesdropped on how to make pickled beans, Xu Zhaodi became even more unhappy and slammed the door shut.
Zhou Cuihong next door realized that she was seen, so she snorted, spat, and went out, then closed the door.
But she did not give up. She turned around and leaned against the earth wall, wanting to know how He Jing made the pickled eggs.
But Mrs. Qing and the others had all gone into the house.
The sound is audible but not clear.
Zhou Cuihong frowned, and when she saw Liu Xiangqiao getting ready to go out, her face immediately fell, "Other people can be so close to He Jing, but you are useless."
Liu Xiangqiao clenched her fists, "Mom, am I the one who doesn't want to be friends with He Jing?"
The entire Hekou Village knew that she was jealous of the He family and couldn't stand seeing the He family doing well.
As the daughter-in-law of the Chen family, how could He Jing be nice to Liu Xiangqiao?
Besides, after what Liu Xiangqiao had done before, she didn't have the face to look for anyone again.
Zhou Cuihong didn't care. She turned back, put her hands on her hips, pointed at her nose and cursed in a low voice, "Do you know how popular sour beans are?"
"If we also knew how to pickle eggs, we could have an additional source of income."
"I don't care what method you use, you must teach me how to pickle eggs," said Zhou Cuihong.
Liu Xiangqiao gritted her teeth. Faced with her mother-in-law's dilemma, she had no way to refuse.
If you refuse, you might be cursed or even beaten.
"I'll try." Liu Xiangqiao was forced to agree.
Zhou Cuihong was reluctantly satisfied, and then asked, "Where are you going?"
The look in his eyes made it seem as if Liu Xiangqiao went out to hook up with men.
"Cut grass for pigs and collect firewood." Liu Xiangqiao endured it.
Zhou Cuihong sighed and waved her hand, "Go quickly and come back soon."
"Bring me back the recipe for pickled eggs as soon as possible!" Zhou Cuihong warned her.
Liu Xiangqiao understood and waited for her to turn around before turning around and leaving.
The He family.
He Jing came to the main room after washing her face.
Shi Chunlan and Liao Hongmei went to find cups and bowls and filled a bowl of tea for each person.
Xu Zhaodi was unhappy in her heart, and when she saw Liao Hongmei was free, she pulled her aside and talked to her for a long time.
"Sister-in-law, what should we do if the last incident happens again?" Xu Zhaodi was really worried.
Liao Hongmei frowned, unable to think of a good solution for the time being. "It would be great if we could find out who is selling sour beans."
"It must be Zhou Cuihong." Xu Zhaodi answered without thinking, "I just saw her peeking out furtively."
“This time, I guess I’d also like to know how pickled eggs are made.”
Liao Hongmei also thought it was Zhou Cuihong, but the inspection team came to check and found nothing wrong.
If I report it again, even if people show up, they won’t be able to find evidence.
The impact would be great.
Maybe there won’t be any outstanding spots for the Hekou Production Brigade this year.
"I'll ask Jijun what he said later," said Liao Hongmei.
With her sister-in-law's words, Xu Zhaodi felt more relieved, "Then sister-in-law, this matter depends on you."
Liao Hongmei didn't respond.
Shi Chunlan came over and said, "It's enough to have Jingjing and I at home."
"Hurry up and pack up, and go back and take a look."
Liao Hongmei and Xu Zhaodi looked at each other, laughed at the same time, and answered in unison, "Mom, everything has been packed."
"We'll set off after Jijun and Jinbao have changed their clothes," said Liao Hongmei.
Xu Zhaodi also nodded, "Jidong ran to the toilet."
"When he comes back, we'll leave too."
"Okay, just make the arrangements." Shi Chunlan nodded with satisfaction, then looked at He Jing, "You also go to the main room, everyone is waiting for you."
"Okay." He Jing agreed with a smile.
"Jingjing, we may be back a little late tonight, so don't rush to cook." Liao Hongmei said.
I will visit my mother’s house during the Dragon Boat Festival, but I won’t stay for dinner.
After all, it is the Dragon Boat Festival, and the family has to have a reunion dinner. If she stays at her parents' home with her husband and children, the villagers will know about it and they won't know what to say to her.
Shi Chunlan heard it and waved her hand without caring, "It's rare for me to go back, so I can come back after dinner."
"Oh, it's a pity that I didn't buy more meat this morning, otherwise I could let you take it back." Shi Chunlan is also a married daughter.
Life was not very good in the past. I could only go back home on the second day of the Chinese New Year. After having lunch, I had to go back again.
Now that her son has married, Shi Chunlan will naturally not say anything out of empathy.
Xu Zhaodi smiled. Her mother-in-law had good intentions, but she couldn't stand outsiders' gossip. "We'll be back on time."
This married daughter is not very popular either.
Especially if there are several older or younger brothers in the family.
If she brought her whole family back for dinner, not to mention her parents' unhappy faces, her brother and sister-in-law would be unhappy.
"Okay." Shi Chunlan seemed to have thought of this and didn't say anything more.
He Jing went to the main room.
Mrs. Qing and the others saw this and waved at her.
"Jingjing is here."
"Sit down now."
Most of the people who come here are women, and their hands are busy, as they all bring needlework with them.
Just to chat while working.
"Jingjing, how do you make pickled eggs?" Mrs. Qing got straight to the point and said, "You taught me how to make pickled beans earlier. I told my family the method and they were so happy."
Everyone in the village knew that someone was reselling sour beans, so they simply spread the recipe of making sour beans.
Let the person who resells sour beans and throws dirty water on the He family not make a penny.
Mrs. Qing was still very proud and proud when she talked about this matter.
"Thank you." He Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was also involved in the reselling of sour beans.
However, after that incident, Zhou Qian'an no longer sold in the area.
Instead, people were asked to go to production teams farther away, and the items were not purchased entirely with money or tickets, but could be exchanged for chicken feathers or toothpaste tubes.
After a few visits, I gained a lot.
He Jing didn't really understand what the use of these things was, but since Zhou Qian wanted them, they must be useful.
"What's there to thank me for?" Mrs. Qing waved her hand, very modestly, "We did this only because you agreed."
He Jing was polite and exchanged some pleasantries before she seriously explained the method of pickling eggs.
In fact, pickling eggs is not difficult, it is similar to pickling sour beans.
He Jing explained it in detail, and at the end she even said, "If there's anything you're not familiar with, you can always come find me."
After hearing this, Mrs. Qing and her group nodded and agreed.
The chat time is long.
By the time Mrs. Qing and the others had finished sewing their insoles, it would be time to cook dinner.
The group packed up and went back.
When Zhou Cuihong saw this, she immediately asked her daughter-in-law Liu Xiangqiao to go out and find someone she could talk to and ask how the pickled eggs were made.
Liu Xiangqiao had no choice but to go out.
As soon as she went out, those who had not walked far heard the noise, turned around, and saw that it was her. No one said a word, and some even quickened their pace.
He Jing saw it from the doorstep and closed the door with an indifferent look.
Liu Xiangqiao felt as if she was slapped in the face, a burning pain.