Seeing that the chicken was about to overflow, Xiao Yunying spoke up to stop them: "That's enough, that's enough. There's too much, it'll be hard to carry back. I'll take the chicken, but I don't want the rabbit. Mother forgot I don't know how to kill."
The original owner wouldn't do that, and she certainly wouldn't.
She doesn't know how to learn it, but she's a little scared... and doesn't want to learn it for the time being.
"That's alright, I'll make it and send it to you."
Sister-in-law Zhang picked up some mixed-grain steamed buns from the pot: "Yunying, what's that wooden board you're holding?"
"This is called a washboard. I bought it from a traveling merchant who had returned from overseas in the city. It's for washing clothes."
Xiao Yunying placed the washboard in the wooden basin in the corner: "Find the right spot, sit here and hold it up, then rub the clothes back and forth like this. It works really well. I bought two, I'm giving one to Mom."
I'll give her the laundry detergent next time; she can't take it this time.
Mu Lianrong held the washboard and looked at it: "Is this piece of wood even usable?"
"It works great, Mom. Trust me, you'll see once you try it."
"If my daughter says it works well, then it must work well."
"By the way, Mother, we don't have this here. Aunt Yang said her family is making some to sell. You can use it yourself, but if someone else wants to borrow it, it's best not to lend it to them first. When you use it, cover it with your clothes so that others don't learn how to use it."
If Yang Tianyun can come up with the idea to make and sell it, others might be able to as well, so it's best to be cautious.
Mu Lianrong was displeased: "Why should the Yang family make and sell your stuff?"
Xiao Yunying coaxed her, "I don't know how to do carpentry. Aunt Yang said that she would give me a share of the profits after it's sold. Mother, please don't tell anyone. You have to keep it a secret for me."
"Sharing profits? That shows they have a conscience. Mother, don't use it yet. We'll use it after they start selling."
"There's no need to be so cautious, Mother, just use it if you need to."
Mu Lianrong said it was okay, but she was determined to put the washboard away and not let anyone use it.
My daughter finally has some income; I can't let it go to waste.
Xiao Yunying took a shovel and scooped two scoops of food out of the porcelain basin, advising her mother, "There's too much, it's hard to carry, what if it spills? I still have a basket here."
"I'll have your older brother take you home."
"My elder brother just got back from hunting, let him rest well. Alright, Mother, I'm going back now."
After saying goodbye to Old Man Xiao and her brothers in the courtyard, Xiao Yunying took the chicken home.
Mu Lianrong's smile vanished after she saw her daughter off; she was unhappy, and the sight of the live deer on the ground also displeased her.
"Alright, you've seen enough of the excitement. It's time to eat. Aren't you going home for dinner?"
After dispersing the crowd of onlookers, he turned to Xiao Shanhai and said, "You old fool, your daughter came all the way here to deliver steamed buns, who are you trying to impress with that long face?"
"Why am I looking so long-faced? Didn't I respond when my daughter spoke to me?"
"That one 'hmm' sound, anyone who didn't know better would think a mosquito had bumped into a wall. Wouldn't it tire your tongue if you said a few more words? Let me tell you, if you scare your daughter so much that she doesn't dare to come here, you'll see if I don't scratch you!"
After warning her old man, Mu Lianrong returned to the kitchen, grabbed a washboard, and went inside.
Xiao Shan Hai muttered to himself, "My daughter's temper is just like yours, both stubborn and stinky."
Because his second daughter-in-law said a few words to him, she hasn't come back for almost a year. Can't he stay angry for a while?
It wasn't his words; he's throwing away his father just out of spite.
My daughter is the same. She doesn't say anything. She doesn't know to come over and say a few more words. If she says a few words, he won't be angry. She just leaves like that.
Old Man Xiao was brooding over his own anger, completely unaware of how anxious he was when his wife told him that their daughter had fallen and hit her head on West Mountain a couple of days ago, falling into a coma and falling ill for two days. She couldn't wait to bring her daughter home.
In the end, Mu Lianrong punched him in the back before he finally agreed to go to sleep.
The Xiao brothers silently carried the deer into the woodshed, planning to sell it in the city the next day.
As for what their father said, just listen to it and don't take it seriously.
He only dared to complain when his mother couldn't hear him, not in front of her, so he let his father have his say.
Xiao Yunying brought the pheasant meat home, and there was an oil paper package on the table.
Luo Li stared longingly at the candy: "Grandma Yang gave us these pine nut candies. Second Brother didn't want them, but Grandma Yang insisted on giving them to us."
"You've already brought it back, do you think I'd let you return it? Keep it, but you can't eat it today, you need to eat dinner. Save it for tomorrow."
Although Luo Li was greedy, she was also obedient and put the food away in her room.
After the second batch of buns was cooked, Xiao Yunying picked them out, scooped out the water from the pot, and put the leftover spare ribs from lunch back into the pot.
She doesn't like steamed dishes, always feeling that they become soggy and unappetizing after absorbing water vapor.
The family sat at the dining table, enjoying their dinner with great satisfaction.
"Xin'er, eat slowly, be careful not to burn your mouth."
Xiao Yunying tried a piece of pheasant meat. It was her first time eating wild game. The pheasant wasn't as fat as a domestic chicken, and the meat was firmer. The chicken soup was especially delicious.
No extra seasonings are needed; a little salt is enough to bring out the pheasant's fresh and fragrant flavor.
Xiao Yunying squinted her eyes contentedly, ate a steamed bun to taste it, and then kept eating chicken.
When everyone put down their chopsticks, she had the most chicken bones in front of her, which made her blush.
What should I do if I feel a little too full? Another day of failed dieting.
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