Chapter 87: Who says women are not as good as men

The more natural people help, the better. Xue saw a shallow smile, but thought in his heart, what a bright person!

"It couldn't be better!" Oh, it's neat to see this mother-born child doing her job.

"Look, that's it..." Xue Jian said in a low voice, dividing the mixed pork filling into four parts and dipping it in a little water with his hand. "Let's make a ball harder." Until the ball becomes a big chubby meatball. The mother-birth looked at it carefully and knew that it was Xue Jiancheng's heart to teach her.

"It's time to look at the aunt," Xue Jian looked at the round balls and looked happy. She turned back and said to the mother with a smile, "Aunuch, please bother you to heat up the oil."

The mother was embarrassed to say that she felt sorry for those oils. According to Xuejian, when the oil was 80% hot, Xuejian gently put in the big meatballs and carefully pushed the meatballs so that they could be evenly heated to maintain their shape. Because the meatballs are large, the upper part of the meatballs will be exposed to the oil. Needless to say, the mother of giving birth uses a spoon. Scoop up the hot oil in the pot and sprinkle it repeatedly on the big meatballs.

After a while, the meatballs completely changed color, "Aunuch, take out the meatballs quickly." According to her words, the mother picked up and drained the oil, put it in a soup bowl, then mixed the sauce, water and wine from Xuejian, and put it into the steamer and steamed it over high heat.

It's only half a column of incense. Xuejian moves the steamed balls into the plate, pours the soup from the plate into the pot and boils them over high heat, adds starch to thicken the juice, and finally sprinkles them on the balls.

"This ball has a nice name, called Sixi ball. Our young master, aunt and son brother, me and sister, Duofu and Uncle Wang, look, how suitable it is!"

Smell the nosey fragrance, and everyone looks at the fat and thin red and shiny balls in this bowl, which stimulates appetite. The mellow and fragrant meat and juice make people can't stand this kind of **.

The meatballs in front of her looked so delicious, and the mother hesitantly said, "Is there still ours?" This is full of meat stuffing. Who is willing to eat it like this? He whispered, "Although these four balls are big, they look delicious and not enough for these men to eat."

Although Mei swallowed her saliva, she also nodded and said, "Mom said so, let them eat."

"Aunwell, what you said is wrong!" Xue saw that his eyebrows were raised high, and there was a crying smile on his eyebrows. He immediately said, "Why do men eat meat, and we can only drink soup?" What do we have that is not as good as men? Xue Jian suddenly missed Xiao Xiangyu very much.

"Uh-huh..." Mei raised her tender white face, frowned and said, "Sister, how can you compare with a man in your daughter's house?"

"Sister, you are so cute." Xuejian pinched my sister's face, how to explain to everyone, "Who said that women are not as good as men"? Forget it, I think Xiao Xiangyu will not suddenly wear it and sing a paragraph for everyone who says that women are not as good as men, so they can only analyze it for them.

"Let's talk about you, aunt. From spring to autumn, you have to go out to farm during the day, and come back at night to cook and clean up the yard. If it hadn't been for your aunt's hard work and complaining for this family, wouldn't the son and sister have starved to death? Looking at their brother and sister, their clothes are clean and tidy, and their clothes are not as sloppy as others, and their meek and sensible are not as lazy as others. Isn't this all thanks to their aunt? Aunt, what's wrong with you?

"Ah? Shouldn't women live like this?" Ai Ai sighed when she gave birth to a child: "In the next life, you will be reborn and be a man after you have a good life." Xue Jian vomited blood and said with a sad face, "Man? Men are also born by women! Without a woman, where did the man come from?

"Miss Xuejian, what are you talking about?" The mother gave birth to a child covered Xue Jian's mouth, "A girl's family, what is not born!"

"..." It turns out that the matter of "birth" is not meant to be used, but just used to do?

"Mom, Xuejian's sister said, it seems to be right..."

"Go, sister, take out the new quilt and see how the warm kang is." The mother-to-child directly kicked the girl out.

The mother gave birth to her hand and looked at Xuejian and said, "Miss Xuejian, I think you have entered the Zhou family since you were a child, so no one has told you that this man is God and a woman's support in her life."

"Aunuch, isn't it?" Xuejian patted her face covered with pain by her mother-in-law, "Is it true that a family, without the sky, will it be a day? In my aunt's house, isn't it just my aunt who gave birth to a son and sister?

"Oh, what are you talking about?" The mother wanted to refute, but she had nothing to say.

Why can't I speak so much? I didn't open the pot. Xue Jian pinched herself, sat up straight and looked at the mother-in-law and whispered, "I'm sorry, aunt, I didn't mean to make my aunt sad."

The mother-reaved child sat for a moment before saying, "His father went early. At that time, I really thought the sky was going to fall..." Under the dark fire, the mother's face of the child hid into the darkness and only muttered, "But I still have children. Do I have any sisters? I have to live for them, and I have to let them live well. ."

Thinking that she worked in the field like a man, went home and had to cook and do laundry, but she was afraid that the villagers would gossip. Even her uncle and uncle could not be troubled. Those suffering and tired people were unimaginable by others. Xue saw this girl and said, "Aunt, what's worse than men?" He clearly regarded himself as a man, and he raised himself as a woman.

"Mother, mother,..." When the sister came in, she saw her mother in a daze and shouted twice, but her mother didn't hear it, so she gently pushed her mother.

Xue saw a moment of feeling guilty and didn't say anything she shouldn't say, did she? This mother is not so fragile that she can't think about it, is she?

At lunch, although the mother was still eating in the kitchen with Xue Jian and the mother, the mother obviously had a confident smile on her face. This smile infected the sister, and the sister also talked more. Originally, there were not many farmers who cooked at noon, but now there is not only meat, but also a smile on my mother's face. What could be happier than this?

She went to her uncle's house early in the morning to help, but she didn't come back at noon. The mother still left more than half of the pills for her son.

Countrysiders don't have the habit of taking a nap at noon. Near the end of the year, there are a lot of things to pack. The mother-in-law and the sister were not idle for a moment, but seemed to be more and more idle.

In the afternoon, Xue saw that the biological mother seemed to have been hesitating about something. Sure enough, she called her sister out and gave her something to let her go out. Mei was about to go out, but she was called back by Xuejian. Unexpectedly, the mother-in-law was asking Mei to go out to cut a piece of meat, and then planned to make Sixi balls early tomorrow morning and send them to her uncle's family.

"Auncle, I'll see if this can be like this," Xue Jian said to the birth mother with a smile, "Our young master wants to follow and see the bustle of marriage. Can we stay for two more days? There is still some meat in our car, and aunt should not go out to buy it. I will help my aunt make these pork as "How's our young master's gift?"

The mother-born child knew that she was moved and was speechless for a moment. This was taking care of her own face and giving everyone decent!

After stopping for a while, Fang blushed, "You are nobles in the city. If you can come, you can give us a long face. How can you..."

"What kind of noble people in the city? We are from Pingshan Village. Isn't it Dongxian, so we came out for a walk. Xue Jian laughed.

"Pingshan Village? Isn't that Xiaoyue's mother-in-law's house? The tip of the girl's ear, say it immediately.

"Xiaoyue?" It won't be such a coincidence, "But the sister Xiaoyue who married Wang Dongping of the Wang family?"

"Exact exactly!" Mei's eyes were brighter, and she pulled Xue Jian and said proudly, "That's my cousin. I heard that Sister Xiaoyue and her brother-in-law are helping in a large family in your Pingshan Village, and the money is piling every month..."

The mother-born child reached out and interrupted, "The child is talking nonsense and playing." He turned back to Xuejian and said, "Where are so many? It's all nonsense."

Xue Jian squeezed her mouth and said with a smile, "I'm kissing Sister Xiaoyue."

The mother gave birth to a child was a little embarrassed and suddenly asked, "I haven't asked you anything else. My aunt doesn't mean anything else. I'm just curious. People like you really don't look like us. Your young master... What's your surname?"

"Our young master's surname is Zhou, and the Zhou family is also a big surname in Pingshan Village. Aunt, let's not talk about this. If we don't make this meat, it won't be fresh. Can't we spoil such a large piece of meat?

"That's true." The mother-born mother looked at the big piece of meat, and it cost more than three catties. Our farmers dare not cut so much meat during the Spring Festival. Now if it is spoiled, it will be thunderstormed, right?

Xue Jian said again, "As for that chicken, I also helped my aunt make Bazhenxiang chicken. It's a good thing to make a pair with these four happy balls!" The mother-in-law opened her eyes and laughed.

When he came back with a child in the evening, the mother secretly pulled him aside and asked him if he remembered that his aunt's cousin Xiaoyue was helping him in Pingshan Village. The child said, "What's wrong with Zhou?"

The mother's eyes were straight, and it took her a long time to recover and tell her son the afternoon conversation. There is no response to having a child. "Whether it is the Zhou family or not, whether they come up or are guests, it has nothing to do with us in the future."

Although I understand this reason, the mother was still a little entangled and didn't sleep well all night. After the autumn harvest, the eldest sister came to see her and talked about Xiaoyue. Xiaoyue's mouth was tight and she didn't say much to her mother's house, but as long as she went back to her mother's house, it must be big and small, which made the villagers very warm. It's just that the words are full of respect for the Zhou family. Xiaoyue's mother is naturally happy for her daughter and can't express her gratitude to the Zhou family every day.

My son is also fifteen or sixteen years old. If he can be in the eyes of the young master of the Zhou family these days, isn't it a Bodhisattva manifestation? Hurry up to burn incense for the child's father and ask if this is okay?