The dry food of the Lu family is multigrain pancake rolls and pickles, which are not much better than other people's houses, that is, they use military kettles and enamel jars for drinking water, and the military kettles are filled with boiling water. Since the farming has been busy, the food is not better than other people's, so no one is curious about their food anymore, even if they know in their hearts that the Lu family is like this on the surface, and it may not be the case at home.

Who doesn't hide something delicious and eats it secretly?

Everyone is the same, don't say anyone, just know, don't break it, it's not interesting enough to break it.

The wind and snow sat in the shade of the tree, surrounded by a group of children and Wang Jiao.

Jiang He and the others had a good relationship with Guancheng and Guanyu, and they came to the Lu family with the wild vegetables and miscellaneous grains made by Zhang Erya and a few girls in their hands, talking and laughing, with a bright smile on their little faces.

Wang Zhengguo said that after they were busy distributing food, they all had rations, and they were distributed to them according to the standards of the Wang Lou brigade.

The grain they eat now is brought by Chen Ming, some by themselves who went out to beg, and Wang Zhengguo gave them in advance under the pretext that they were tied up and did a lot of farm work in the summer, plus the wind and snow privately subsidized, although they are all coarse grains, but they can fill their stomachs with cobalt work, and they also have the strength to work to earn work.

In the spring and summer of this year, they earned a lot of work just by collecting grass and feeding the livestock.

Five catties of grass, one penny.

In the late autumn and early winter, Wang Zhengguo promised that their thatched huts would be built, and they were also part of the Wang Lou brigade, and they really had their own home, and they would live here for a long time in the future.

"Aunt Xue, the pickles you make are so delicious! Don't get tired of eating! Feng Qingxue canned pickles can be eaten by a few children, because she knows that a few children have no salt in their hands, they can't pickle pickles, and they usually eat and drink water, so these days she will prepare a can of pickles to greet them, and the rivers eat very fragrant.

Feng Qingxue pursed her lips and smiled, "Eat more if it's delicious, this year I planted a lot of mustard gnocchi and greens in my own land, and I cooked two more pots of pickles in autumn and winter, leaving two jars for you." ”

"Thank you, Aunt Xue!" A few children gossiped and talked.

Wang Jiao said: "Xiaoxue, I want it too." ”

It's that the pickles in the wind and snow are particularly delicious, and during this time, she takes the dry food she brings with her every day to gather around the wind and snow.

The same black old pickles, the wind and snow are different, which makes people want to eat it.

To put it bluntly, it is willing to put condiments when the wind is light and snowy, ginger, pepper, star anise, oil and salt, chili, soy sauce and other seasonings are not lacking, and the pickles are naturally spicy and delicious.

"Okay, cousin goes out, I'll give you a jar of old pickles!" Feng Qingxue smiled.

Wang Jiao took a bite of her, lowered her head and stretched out her chopsticks to roll a pickle tassel into her sweet potato flour pancake.

The two sisters were talking and laughing, when suddenly someone hurriedly came over to find Feng Qingxue, "Lu Jiang, his daughter-in-law, come with me!" ”

"What's the matter, cousin-in-law!" Seeing that the person who came to find him was Jin Cuihua, Feng Qingxue stood up, she was the woman who showed her the way when she first came to Wang Zhengguo, and she was also the niece and daughter-in-law of Wang Zhengguo's own family.

Jin Cuihua pulled the wind and light snow and walked in the direction she came from, "Xiuying was peeling corn cobs in the field, and she was suddenly about to give birth, and when she asked, she knew that she was patronizing and earning work, and she endured it for a long time." At this time, I can't find a midwife, our team of midwives is three teams, their production team is in the southernmost place, our land is in the northwest, a difference of several miles, it is too late to find her. ”