Changping Village.

In previous years, in the first month of the year, because Yang Ruoqing and the others were at home, they would always invite opera troupes to come to the village to sing operas and keep the village lively for several days.

Over the past few years, a rule seems to have been developed, so every year at this time of the first month, many families are busy tidying up the guest rooms and picking up relatives to watch the show.

As for the relatives, they were all mentally prepared to come over and watch the show at any time, but this year, this rule was broken, which made everyone feel a little unspeakably disappointed.

"That's what this person is like. In the past, our Qing'er Bar invited them to watch a big show every year. They didn't take it seriously. They were used to it. They felt that at this point, they should have a show to watch. This year, there is no show. Hey, these two

Ask around."

Mrs. Sun brought pig trotters to Mrs. Sun and stood aside to talk to Mrs. Sun.

"In the past few days, people have been asking me every day, asking if our family can't afford a theater troupe this year, but I turned it back, making it seem like our family should invite them to watch the theater." Mrs. Sun said angrily.

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While cleaning the pig's trotters, Mrs. Sun smiled and said to Ms. Sun: "It's not entirely their fault. That's just the way people are."

"It's like a story I heard before. It said that there were two people in a village. One of them was a good old man and hard-working. He got up before dawn every day to help the people in the village carry water."

"And the other person is sneaking around and doing bad things every day."

"One day this honest man was too sick to get out of bed and delayed fetching water for the villagers. As a result, everyone blamed him,"

"But the man who was stealing was praised by the whole village because he beat the robber away when a robber came to the village."

"In our family, we used to invite opera singers like that honest man, but this year we don't invite them. I think it's a good idea, so I'll show them off," said Sun.

Da Sun nodded, "That makes sense. It's fun to say it. You guys don't have to watch the show, but it's not very lively in the first month of the year. No, the Taoist temple opened two days ago. Good guys, all of them are here."

I went to a Taoist temple and struggled to buy incense sticks to burn!"

"Really?" Mrs. Sun was also stunned.

And what about burning incense? Why don’t you try it too?

"Sister, you don't want to burn incense, right? I'm telling you, even if we have to go for two days, we shouldn't go. I heard people who came back from them say that there are too many people in the Taoist temple, and pilgrims are everywhere.

Yes, the wishing trees are all covered with prayer charms, and the small fish and shrimps in the release pond are crawling everywhere..."

Hearing that the incense in the Taoist temple was so prosperous, Mrs. Sun smiled happily.

"Then let's make a date to burn incense together. We have to go and support Qing'er's Taoist temple no matter what!"

Mrs. Dasun nodded, "Then I'll choose a day later, come over and call you and Suyun, and we'll go to the Taoist temple to burn incense together."

While speaking, Mrs. Sun had already cleaned the pig's trotters in her hands, put them in the earthen pot, grabbed a handful of soybeans, cut two pieces of ginger into them, added water, covered them and stuffed them into the stove.

Go to simmer.

The eldest Sun saw all these actions of the Sun and couldn't help but said: "Sister, in the next three months, you and the third child will be affected. To put it bluntly, you are serving a paralyzed person in bed.

Old man, this is not an easy task."

Mrs. Sun smiled: "So what? Who asked me to marry the third child? I have to do what a daughter-in-law should do. Everyone gets old and sometimes they can't take care of themselves."

Mrs. Sun nodded and said: "You guys bought all the pork, ribs, and pig's trotters in my house during this period. Take this pig's trotters for example. You bought them and simmered them for your father-in-law."

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Sun nodded meekly.

"My father-in-law likes to eat pig's trotters. Yesterday when I was drinking pork ribs soup, I muttered, "No, I will simmer it for him today. I hope he can eat two more bowls of rice," said Sun.

Mrs. Sun nodded again: "You are a good and filial daughter-in-law. Your parents-in-law are lucky to have a daughter-in-law like you."

Mrs. Sun smiled again, everyone else said so, but her parents-in-law didn’t necessarily think so!

That's all, anyway, just do what you should do and feel no regrets.

Near noon, Mrs. Sun brought the simmered pig's trotters and soybean soup to Old Yangtou.

"It smells so good." Old Yang moved his nose and followed the bowl in Sun's hand.

Yang Huazhong said with a smile on the side: "Dad, this is pig's trotters stewed with soybeans. Qing'er's mother knows that you like to eat it, so she specially said hello to her natal sister and brother-in-law, and here are the fresh big pig's trotters!"

Old Yang glanced at Mrs. Sun: "You are serious."

Sun smiled gently and said, "You should. Dad, please eat more. It has been simmering for almost two hours and it should be rotten."

Old Yang nodded, took the big bowl, picked up the pig's trotters and took a big bite.

When eaten in the mouth, it makes a clicking sound like eating glutinous rice cake.

"Well, this tastes authentic and authentic!" Lao Yangtou praised again.

Yang Huazhong and Sun looked at each other, both of them were very pleased.

The couple watched from the side, watching Lao Yangtou eat a bowl full of pig's trotters and stewed soybeans.

"Is there anything else?" Lao Yang raised his head and asked Mrs. Sun who was standing beside the bed.

Sun said: "There are still some in the jar."

Lao Yangtou stretched out the empty bowl in front of Mrs. Sun: "Put another bowl for me, I haven't eaten enough yet."

Mrs. Sun showed a trace of hesitation.

"What? No?" Old Yangtou asked again.

Mrs. Sun quickly shook her head: "Yes, yes."

"If there is, why don't you give it to your father? You can't bear it?" Tan, who had been silent in the corner of the room, suddenly spoke up.

Ever since Mrs. Sun got angry that day, Mrs. Tan has been having a cold war with Mrs. Sun for the past two days, saying nothing in anger.

The words just now were the first words the old lady took the initiative to say to Mr. Sun in the past few days.

"Mom, you misunderstood me. These pig's trotters are stewed specially for my father. Why are you reluctant to give them to my father?" said Sun.

Mrs. Tan snorted, "If that's the case, then why don't you go fill another bowl for your father?"

Mr. Sun patiently explained: "It's not that I'm not pretending, but I'm afraid that my dad will get gassy after eating too much of this pig's trotters and soybeans."

Eating too much soybeans will make you gassy and prone to farting. This is common sense.

But Lao Yangtou waved his hands indifferently and said: "Don't worry, I like to eat soybeans the most. They can be fried or stewed. I can eat as much as I want. They never get gassy."

"But……"

"Mother Qing'er, stop talking and hurry up and bring it to our father!" Yang Huazhong interrupted Sun and said.

Mrs. Sun had no choice but to go to the kitchen, and soon the pots and jars were brought there.
Chapter completed!