village pigwoman

Widow Yu saw that Zhao Yuanle could really read and read, her eyes showed envy, and there was also a little admiration in it.

Zhao Yuanle felt a little too hot in the eyes of widow Yu.

Widow Yu was surprised by this and couldn't help but praise.

"It's amazing."

She thinks that scholars are great, and women who can read and write are even more powerful and rare. They are the highest level among all women, and they are the level that can be respected by everyone.

And she herself is just a better actor than Nvchang, Nvzhi and Beggar.

Now in the widow's heart, besides liking Zhao Yuanle, she also has a little more awe.

Zhao Yuanle is a woman who can read and write.

Zhao Yuanle didn't know what the widow was thinking. Looking at the herbal medicine book, she felt a little headache.

There are a lot of herbs, although they all have pictures of their appearance, but there are also a lot of words, and they are all in classical Chinese, without sentence breaks and punctuation marks.

She seems to be a bit of a struggle, and the progress is slow and forgettable.

Thinking of the gifted person with a photographic memory that he had set for himself, Zhao Yuanle wanted to slap himself a little bit now.

It's okay to pretend...

In the future, there will be times when it will be dismantled...

Widow Yu also sighed when she saw Zhao Yuanle frowning.

"It's difficult."

Reading is really not easy.

Yao'er also leaned against Zhao Yuanle and watched with Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle thought about the life he wanted in the future, so he could only suppress the desire to give up and continue to watch patiently.

Widow Yu looked carefully at the side from time to time, and sometimes brought Zhao Yuanle water to drink, and even boiled two white water eggs for each of Zhao Yuanle's Yao'er.

She said very seriously: "Reading takes a lot of energy, so eat some to make up for it. I've heard people say that [-]% of a person's blood is spent, and [-]% of his brain is used."

Zhao Yuanle wanted to explain, but seeing the eager gaze of the widow Shangyu, he swallowed the words of explanation.

Forget it, she let Widow Yu think so.

When the sun rose completely, Zhao Yuanle put down his book, picked up his backpack and prepared to go home and cook.

Widow Yu: "Are you still coming tomorrow?"

Zhao Yuanle: "If it doesn't rain and there are no accidents, I should keep coming to herd the pigs, and wait until the pig grass is almost eaten here before moving."

The widow nodded.

"it is good."

Tomorrow she will prepare some blood enriching food for Zhao Yuanle early.

After Zhao Yuanle returned home with the pig and Yao'er, he put some pig grass for the pig to eat, washed his hands, and prepared to cook.

She called Zhao Yuanlan to light the fire. After washing the rice, she put it in the cauldron and cooked the rice first.

Then, she picked up the kitchen knife and pressed the boar meat on the cutting board to show off.

Slice the pork according to the texture, then shred it, add bean paste, salt, soy sauce and pepper from the cupboard, cut some garlic and ginger into it, and then put sweet potato powder on it, and put it aside.

The side dish is lettuce, cut into shreds, add salt and put the water out there.

Wash the lettuce leaves, twist them directly by hand, and prepare the soup.

After finally fooling around with pouring the rice soup, the cooking also started.

Zhao Yuanle was very happy that Zhao Yuanlan's fire was so good that it was really enjoyable to cook.

Zhao Yuanlan also felt that her second sister had really shown her skills this time, and the lettuce shredded pork that was willing to put oil was really much more delicious than the previous ones.

Even the lettuce leaf soup with more lard and garlic slices and ginger slices is more fragrant.

Zhao Sancheng and Zhao Ercheng also collectively praised Zhao Yuanle during meals.

The two of them really think that today's dishes are better, but the rice is not cooked well.

Zhao Yuanle, who had gained the approval of her family, took a book to read outside in the afternoon. Zhao Yuanlan found it unbelievable. She looked at Zhao Yuanle with complicated eyes.

Zhao Yuanle read the book carefully. When there is no mobile phone network, learning to read is very interesting.

The afternoon passed like this, and night fell quietly.

Now the Zhao family warmed up the dishes, cooked the rice, and watched He Ju come back together.

When He Ju came back, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Similarly, Zhao Yuanle was also unable to hide his smile.

He Ju was carrying this thing, and Zhao Yuanle had already smelled it.

He Ju put the tripe in front of the whole family, which won the exclamation of the whole family.

Zhao Yuanlan: "This tripe is so big, it looks like a tablecloth."

Zhao Yuanle: "Did you wash it?"

He Ju smiled: "You really thought that we would take it back and wash it ourselves. It must be my mother's family who washed it and took it away for me. What I said before is definitely not the case."

Zhao Yuanle was very happy, and she found that He Ju was also very happy, and she was in a good mood that could be seen with the naked eye.

Zhao Yuanlan quietly approached Zhao Yuanle, and complained: "My mother must have gone to see some fake doctor again. It's so funny. It's not the first time that I gave that kind of fake food delicious food."

Zhao Yuanle: "Huh?"

Zhao Yuanlan: "She believes in the folk prescription."

Zhao Yuanle thinks that He Ju, who wants to have a baby but can't, should go to the hospital.Although the level of science and technology at this time is the same, the hospital can still check out a lot of things.

He Ju was smiling at this time, soaked the tripe in the water, and then started cooking with Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan for dinner.

During this period, Zhao Yuanle looked at He Ju's stomach several times.

She really felt that He Ju's body could not bear the risk of giving birth at an advanced age.

The original owner's mother is a lesson learned from the past, but He Ju still seems to yearn for it, and even envy her.

Zhao Yuanle watched He Ju happily finish her meal, wash her face, wash her feet and go to bed. She sighed and got into bed.

She is going to bed.

Now sleeping has become the only way for Zhao Yuanle to enjoy modern conveniences.

Waking up early the next day, Zhao Yuanle got a piece of news.

The nearest town has a fair today.

Zhao Yuanle decided to take the essential oil and pure dew to try.

He Juqian exhorted Wan Wan.

"Don't sell at a loss. Anyway, those things are expensive, and if they still can't be sold, then we will take them back and use them ourselves."

Zhao Yuanle agrees.

"I will never sell at a loss. If I can kill one, I must kill it. I will be happy when I get the money first."

He Ju nodded.

Zhao Yuanlan suddenly asked a question.

"Which feeds the pig?"

Zhao Yuanle smiled and looked at Zhao Yuanlan.

Zhao Yuanlan: "..."

It is impossible for her to herd pigs. These pigs only listen to her second sister's orders, but today she has to work hard to cut pig grass to feed these pigs.

Yao'er is a little disappointed, he can't herd pigs today.

Holding those things in her arms, Zhao Yuanle was waiting for her third uncle. She was going to town with her third uncle.

She hoped that she could find a buyer in the town as soon as possible and sell this rose essential oil and rose hydrosol as soon as possible.

Waving goodbye with Zhao Sancheng, Zhao Yuanle is looking forward to going to the town to sell these things he made.