Forget it, just wash it by hand.

But Ye Xiaozhen came out with clothes in her arms, but couldn't find the detergent for a long time.

Suddenly thinking of Xie Linan's all-purpose soap, she thought speechlessly, could it be... that clothes also rely on it?

Lin Xinghua saw her holding the clothes and throwing a tantrum, and then saw her walking around the room, so he guessed what she wanted to do.

"Xiaozhen, are you looking for some soap for washing clothes? It's on the stone trough in the yard."

Ye Xiaozhen: “…” Is it really that piece?

No, could it be that not only Xie Lin Anquan relies on that piece of soap from head to toe, but also their entire family relies on it from head to toe?

This family's life is really rough, she is so exhausted.

She searched the whole house, but apart from the soap, she really didn't see anything else that could be used to wash her hair, take a bath, or wash clothes.

There was an old-fashioned water pump next to the stone trough. Ye Xiaozhen first pumped out a basin of water and washed the soap with it before using it to wash clothes.

Summer clothes are easy to wash and can be washed quickly.

It was quite convenient that they had a pressurized well at home. As far as Ye Xiaozhen could remember, the Ye family didn't have such a thing and had to fetch water from the river.

She heard that Ye Guoguo and his grandson Qing had discussed digging a well in the courtyard, but the price was not cheap, and they had not dug a well after talking about it for several days.

After lunch, Ye Xiaozhen wanted to wash her hair, but they didn't have shampoo at home.

There were a lot of detergents in her kitchen, but nothing for washing hair.

She was worried...

How could she politely tell Xie Linan that she should buy a bottle of shampoo for the family?

Forget it, just bear with it for another day.

At this time, Lin Xinghua took a hoe and went to the yard to grind. He told Ye Xiaozhen, "Xiaozhen, Grandpa will be digging the soil on the slope opposite to our house this afternoon. You can see me if you stand in our yard. After I leave, you lock the gate and don't open it even if someone comes to knock on the door. If there are bad guys, you shout loudly. I can hear you."

Ye Xiaozhen nodded in agreement.

He limped out, carrying a hoe and a jug of water.

His legs were born with a condition in which the right leg was said to be shorter than the left.

In fact, this problem is not difficult to solve. You can just wear customized shoes.

But because of his ideological environment, money and various limitations, he was crippled for most of his life.

She had nothing to do the whole afternoon, so Ye Xiaozhen went into her kitchen to prepare some steamed buns.

After mixing the flour, throw it into the noodle machine.

Very good, both electricity and gas can be used normally.

She came out of the kitchen and found a few bamboo steamers at home, which she cleaned and prepared.

In order to avoid confusion, she took some flour from home and put it into the existing kitchen, creating the illusion that she was steaming buns in her own kitchen.

When the dough is ready, it is put into the dough proofing box to ferment.

Come out and light a fire and get ready.

Five steamers were stacked on top of each other and a few fires were lit symbolically.

She steamed steamed buns in her own kitchen.

Lin Xinghua, who was on the opposite slope, saw the smoke from the kitchen, but thought that Ye Xiaozhen's parents also did housework, so there was nothing to worry about.

He is a little silly, but he can work, is obedient, filial, and caring.

This grandson's wife is never at a disadvantage.

The steamed bun is almost done. I pinched it and it was soft and sweet.

Steamed very successfully.

After finishing, she took the steamed buns out and put them into the steamer at home.

Five baskets were filled, and the rest was put into a bamboo colander.

Clean the colander and cover it with a white steaming cloth.

At about five o'clock, Lin Xinghua came back carrying a hoe. As soon as he entered the yard, he smelled the fragrance of steamed buns.

"Xiaozhen, are you going to steam the buns?"

Ye Xiaozhen put down her work and came out of the house. She took the hoe from him and said with a smile, "Grandpa, have some steamed buns."

Lin Xinghua was so happy that he laughed out loud, "Great, I, Lin Laoguai, can finally go home and have a hot meal."

He quickly washed his hands and went to try the steamed buns made by Ye Xiaozhen.

It feels so soft in my hand, very different from the steamed buns they make themselves.

It became even softer after taking a bite. It didn't feel like a steamed bun at all. On the contrary, he had never eaten such a soft and sweet steamed bun.

“Did you steam this?”

Ye Xiaozhen nodded.

"Hey, this steamed bread is delicious, unlike the ones we make at home, which are old and hard, and can be used as bricks when they get cold and dry."

He quickly finished a bite and commented, "Well, it looks big, but it doesn't seem to have much flour in it, so it won't fill me up."

Ye Xiaozhen handed him another one, "Grandpa, eat more."

Lin Xinghua waved his hand and said, "No, no, save it for Lin An to eat when he comes back."

He didn't know how much she had steamed, and he would be worried when he saw how much she had steamed.

Ye Xiaozhen turned around and went back to the kitchen, and brought out a large colander.

Lin Xinghua's eyes widened. "Why did you steam so many steamed buns?"

Oh my god, how can I finish this?

Ye Xiaozhen pointed to the kitchen and said, "There's more."

"Ah? Anything else?"

Lin Xinghua was shocked and hurried to the kitchen to check.

I saw there was another colander and five steaming baskets in the pot.

Lin Xinghua swayed, and his lips trembled as he looked at Ye Xiaozhen.

I thought she was being silly, but I couldn't bear to scold her for wasting food.

Then he hurried to check the flour bag.

Hey, even though there are a lot of steamed buns, there’s actually not much less flour.

That's right, her steamed bun looks big, but it's just a small ball when you pinch it together, so it doesn't take much flour.

But...that's not a small amount.

Lin Xinghua looked at Ye Xiaozhen and said earnestly, "Xiaozhen, it's a good thing that we can steam steamed buns, but we can't make so many at once. Look, there are only you and me at home now. Lin An will only be home in the evening, and he is the only one here. We can't eat much. It's hot now, and if we can't finish it, it will go bad and be a waste."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xiaozhen took over the conversation, "Grandpa, take it and sell it."

Um?

"Take it out and sell it?"

"Yes, sell it."

Ye Xiaozhen took out the bamboo basket from home, put straw inside it, and then put the steamer cloth on top.

The steamed buns are piled up in circles to form a flower, and when they are full, they are covered with coarse cloth.

Ye Xiaozhen smiled and said to Lin Xinghua, "Grandpa, go sell it."

Lin Xinghua understood what she meant and said with a smile: "Okay, let's sell it before it gets dark."

One backpack was not enough to carry all the steamed buns, so two people each took a backpack and went from village to village selling the steamed buns.

First, we will promote it in Xiaoxigou Village.

"The steamed buns we make at home are white and soft. They cost a cent each on the street, but we sell them to our fellow villagers for five cents each."

"Your steamed bun looks white, but is it delicious?"

"Of course." Lin Xinghua immediately picked up one and broke it to the onlookers, "Come on, try it before you buy it. If you think it doesn't taste good, we won't buy it."

Ye Xiaozhen is confident in her steamed bread. It has the same texture as cake and still has a milky flavor.

For people who have never eaten these things before, once they take a bite, they simply cannot resist them.