Wu Zhengsi didn't think there was a problem with the meat buns in the morning, but when Wu Mei said this, plus the two daughters were recruited, Wu Zhengsi, who was already seriously suspicious, couldn't help but think more, and even felt that the taste of the buns was indeed very wrong, and then looked at He Biyun's unnatural expression, his suspicions were even worse, and his face sank.

Wu Mei was secretly proud, He Biyun was frugal by nature, and she loved to be cheap, because the place where she worked was in the suburbs, and there were often nearby farmers who killed pigs and secretly came to sell, and the price was cheaper than that of the vegetable market, but it was not often, He Biyun bought it for a few catties, it was okay in winter, the meat could be put for a few more days, but not in summer, and there was no refrigerator at home, He Biyun could only smear some salt to make salted meat.

A few days ago, He Biyun bought a lot of meat and went home, these days the family eats salted meat every day, and the salted meat filling is also used to make steamed buns in the morning, in fact, the salted meat is just a bad taste, and it will definitely not be bad.

Wu Mei said this on purpose, she doesn't like to eat salted meat, it's okay to eat occasionally, but she can't stand it if she eats it often, people now have no health awareness, pickles and salted meat are often eaten, but Wu Mei knows that eating pickles is not good for the body, because there is nitrite, which is easy to cause cancer.

So she just pushed the cause of diarrhea on the meat buns, one is to create some trouble for He Biyun, and the other is to fight for her own welfare, hoping to eat fresh meat every day.

"Mom, the meat you make buns has been hanging for a week, and I saw worms last time, it must be that the meat is not fresh, so my sister and I will have diarrhea." Wu Mei added another spoonful of oil.

Wu Zhengsi's brows furrowed even tighter, and his chest was faintly disgusting, he already had a habit of cleanliness, and when he heard that the meat worm was really going to vomit out of the overnight meal, the dissatisfaction on his face was even worse.

He Biyun glared at Wu Mei fiercely, and explained: "Old Wu, don't listen to the dead girl's nonsense, how can salted meat grow insects?" Impossible. ”

Wu Mei added fuel and vinegar and said: "How is it impossible, Mom, you don't put much salt in that piece of meat, the weather is hot, it's strange if you don't have insects, Dad, if you don't believe it, go and see if I lied to you!" ”

Wu Zhengsi stood up with a cold face and walked towards the storage room, He Biyun is not afraid at all, her family has been storing meat like this since her grandmother's generation, and she has never heard of salted meat and insects, Wu Mei, a dead girl, is afraid that the world will not be chaotic!

After seeing that the meat has no worms, she has to teach this dead girl a lesson, Lao Wu can't stop her anymore, she actually dares to arrange the old lady, the white-eyed wolf who can't be raised!

Wu Yue also forgot to cry at this time, Wu Mei's words made her feel less rebellious for the first time, if it was really bad, then her diarrhea was all He Biyun's fault, if it weren't for diarrhea, she wouldn't have done so badly in the exam today!

Wu Yue, who found the catharsis channel, followed Wu Zhengsi, there were not many things piled up in the storage room, a rope was pulled on the roof, and a lot of salted meat and salted fish were hung, as well as pickled products such as sauce duck sausages, all of which were made by He Biyun when he was in the sky.

He Biyun walked to the door and said firmly: "I have been marinating salted meat for decades, and I have never seen salted meat with worms, Lao Wu, you ......"

Her voice stopped abruptly, as if someone had choked her neck, and looked in astonishment at the piece of meat hanging in front of her, about three or four pounds, thick white fat, lean meat was also quite thick, good hind leg meat, just-

On the dark red piece of flesh, there was a dense layer of white objects slowly squirming, Rao is Wumei was already mentally prepared, but his chest was still stuffy, and he didn't dare to look at it anymore.

Not to mention Wu Zhengsi, his face was already covered with dark clouds before the storm, and it was terrifyingly cold.