But she didn't expect that Mrs. Huang treated her better and better.
It also made her truly feel the love of her family.
"Grandma, Jingjing is not afraid of hardship or tiredness. As long as I can be with you, Jingjing is willing to do anything."
Old Mrs. Huang stroked her head lovingly and said, "Grandma will definitely make you live a good life."
In my previous life, I was so greedy that I let such a good child suffer so much.
After the grandparents and grandchildren arrived, they began to prepare.
Because it is noodles, you definitely need a small stove and some water.
Snails are also needed.
With so many things, Old Mrs. Huang and Huang Jingjing definitely can’t handle it.
So Old Mrs. Huang found a carpenter and made a wooden cart with four wheels.
Most wooden carts have three wheels, but Old Mrs. Huang felt that three wheels were too difficult to push.
It's also easy to roll over.
The carpenter uncle’s craftsmanship is the best in the village.
I have a good relationship with Mrs. Huang on weekdays, so it only took me one day to get it done.
Looking at this small four-wheeler, Mrs. Huang was very happy.
She put the small wood stove on top and some pots and pans on top. There was still space in the seat for condiments.
Old Mrs. Huang picked up Huang Jingjing and put her on the top of the car, where she could actually sit.
"Grandma, I don't want to sit. I want to help you push the cart."
After Mrs. Huang finished all the preparations for setting up the stall, she took Huang Jingjing with her and called Huang Xiaojuan and her brother to go to the river to catch snails.
Huang Xiaojuan was reluctant to do it. Huang Xiaoman was very happy at first, but after fishing for a while he didn't want to do it anymore.
However, since Old Lady Huang was watching him, he didn't dare to run away.
Soon, several people scooped up a full bucket, cleaned it directly by the river, and took it home to pour it into a large wooden basin to keep.
Early the next morning, Mrs. Huang got up, cleaned the snails again, and put them in the pot to stew.
Old Mrs. Huang is very good at cooking. Her mother used to be a cook in a wealthy family. She learned a little from her mother when she was a child.
However, she was very lazy before, and after getting married, she first relied on her parents and then her children, and she never did much work herself.
If she hadn't been given a chance to live again this time, which made her see things more clearly, she would have been afraid that the ending would have been the same as in her previous life.
Huang Jingjing slept with Old Lady Huang, so when Old Lady Huang got up, she got up too.
Now I am helping to light the fire.
"The milk smells really good. It must sell well."
Mrs. Huang smiled and said, "Of course, you have to trust your cooking skills."
Her homemade red bean paste is a real delicacy, but she's too lazy to make it.
Add red bean paste and a lot of spices, and stew over high heat for half an hour. Not only is the aroma rich, but the snail meat also has a spicy taste.
Old Mrs. Huang took out a snail, picked out the meat with a needle and handed it to Huang Jingjing.
Huang Jingjing took a bite and it was numbing and spicy, with an endless taste in her mouth.
Her eyes lit up, "It's delicious! And it's chewy."
The snail noodles sold by Mrs. Huang naturally also come with noodles.
This is not a problem for her.
What she is best at is rolling noodles.
She can make a piece of dough as thin as paper.
Then she would roll it into thin strips, and whenever someone was eating, she would scoop up some of the cooked noodles.
Then scoop out a portion of the braised snails on the side and pour it over the noodles along with the spicy and fragrant soup. It is extremely delicious.
Old Mrs. Huang is full of confidence in her stall today.
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