Chapter 9: white as snow

Chapter 9: white as snow

Chapter 9 As white as snow

　　Although her daughter-in-law worked hard to get food, Mrs. Cui's first concern was Jiang Zhiluo's health.

"Don't worry about this for now. Come on, Zhiluo, wipe off the rain first, drink a bowl of **** soup to get rid of the cold, and go to the back room to change into clean clothes so as not to catch a cold."

Jiang Zhiluo nodded without being pretentious, waiting to clean up.

 She came out of the house and taught Mrs. Cui how to pick leeks.

She looked at the rain still falling outside and said with some worry: "Mom, I don't know how my husband is. Will he get wet?"

Mrs. Cui said: "It's okay. If it rains, he should be able to borrow an umbrella."

 Speaking, Mrs. Cui couldn't help but look outside. She seemed calm, but she couldn't help but feel worried in her heart.

“Mom, how about I go pick up your husband?”

Mrs. Cui shook her head and said, "It's raining and we don't have an umbrella at home. It's not economical to go out so rashly and get sick."

 “Don’t worry, Hejin will be fine.”

“In the past, when it snowed, he would go to town and come back well. He would take good care of himself.”

Just like that, Jiang Zhiluo and Mrs. Cui were talking and picked a large handful of leeks.

Jiang Zhiluo scooped water from the vat and washed the leeks.

Mrs. Cui lit a fire and steamed the white flour steamed buns she had made at home.

 In the past, Mrs. Cui would have been reluctant to use fine white flour to make steamed buns. This was also the time when He Jin and Zhi Luo had just gotten married. In the first few days, she wanted to make something delicious as much as possible.

 There is not much rice and flour even in this vat.

In winter, the mountains are covered with heavy snow, and they can’t do anything except eat and live at home. Even if the mother and son save some money, the small tank of food is still too much for them to eat.

Hope Hejin can sell the basket of eggs today. If he can sell it successfully, he should be able to buy some whole grain noodles.

Mrs. Cui was thinking about this, burning firewood, and she was also very worried.

After Jiang Zhiluo washed the leeks, she thought about it and said to Mrs. Cui: "Mom, um, if you fry the leeks, you may need a raw egg. I wonder if we have any eggs at home?"

Jiang Zhiluo knew that the eggs at home were sold for money in exchange for food. To be honest, she was a little embarrassed to ask Mrs. Cui if she wanted to lay eggs.

 But she wandered around the back hill for a long time and didn't find any wild eggs.     You can only use eggs at home.

When frying leeks, if meat is not used, it can only be delicious if fried with eggs. She thought about the current situation at home, and she couldn't beat more eggs, so she just beat one. At least the fried vegetables would be delicious if they had that taste.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Cui hurriedly said: "Yes, I have left two eggs at home, thinking that if the chickens in the henhouse don't lay eggs in the past two days, I will boil the remaining eggs for you to eat. "

Even if Mrs. Cui is very careful about her budget, she is still willing to give food to her daughter-in-law.

She just thought that if she treats her daughter-in-law well as a mother-in-law and treats her as a daughter-in-law, then the daughter-in-law can live a good life with her son in peace of mind.

 The Cui family is not as good as before, and Mrs. Cui also wants to be as thoughtful as possible.

When Jiang Zhiluo heard this, her expression changed and she said, "Mom, I'm thinking of taking one out first."

Mrs. Cui had no objection, "Zhiluo, you are also a member of the family. You can eat the food at home and arrange it however you want."

Jiang Zhiluo felt a little touched in her heart, "Mom, you are not afraid that I will eat everything."

“Don’t be afraid, just eat and then we’ll find a way.” Mrs. Cui now understands that being a good person is more important than anything else.

Since Mrs. Cui agreed, Jiang Zhiluo broke an egg into a bowl.

 To crack seemingly more eggs.

Jiang Zhiluo added some more water and flour into it, and then stirred it.

 She can make more egg blossoms, so that with one egg, it looks like two or three eggs.

“Mom, when my husband comes back, we can start cooking.”

Just as Jiang Zhiluo was saying this, she seemed to hear something outside the door and turned her head to look.

 I saw Cui Hejin walking slowly in the hazy mist and rain, wearing a moon-white gown.

His white clothes are as white as snow, like apricot blossoms in spring rain, and even more ethereal and picturesque.

The wind blew gently, blowing up his clothes, making him seem to fly away.

 (End of this chapter)