Xue Ling has already made arrangements and in another month, he will be able to make up enough money for his father-in-law to pretend to be prosthetic.

More than one thousand was a big sum of money in the 1980s, but it was worth it to make the elderly no longer suffer from illness.

She wants to save 600 yuan, and the other dozen yuan and this month's salary will be kept by her side for living expenses.

However, Xue Ling did not make it clear, for fear that Cheng Tianyuan would need a lot of money to prepare a prosthetic limb, for fear that he would be under too much pressure.

He is working hard day and night now, and she doesn't want to add any burden to him anymore.

For a while, she raced against time to interpret the translation every day, just to share more for him.

"Gurg..." Cheng Tianyuan's stomach gushed. He was embarrassed and embarrassed to explain: "I'm eating early at noon, so I'm quite hungry."

"Brother Yuan, let's go out for dinner!" Xue Ling smiled and said, "I just got the money for the part-time job. I'll treat you today!"

Needless to say, he must have steamed buns and vegetables at noon today. Most of the things he does are physical work, and it is really not enough not to eat more meat.

Cheng Tianyuan is very frugal. He thought that she had worked hard to make money and was reluctant to go out to waste money.

"Let's do this, we go to the market to buy things. If you buy them, I cook them. It's also your treat."

Xue Lingda likes the things Cheng Tianyuan cooks in the kitchen from the bottom of his heart. The seasoning is just right, the meat and vegetables are properly matched, and he often eats them in different ways.

"Well, this idea is good! In my opinion, you are even better than the chefs in the restaurant outside!"

Cheng Tianyuan was so happy that he heard this and chuckled softly.

Cooking is actually not easy, and it would be better to be recognized.

The old mother at home is used to saving her habits, and she always blames him for putting too much oil in the kitchen.

Both parents are very traditional rural people, and they are old-fashioned and think that no matter how good their children are, they cannot praise them. He cooks in a small kitchen, but never gets a single word of praise.

My sister always takes it for granted and eats it when she picks up chopsticks. She becomes lazy and never cares about who cooks the rice.

He intuition that he did a good job, but he had no soulmate. Recently, he heard her praise her good skills from time to time, and when she saw her eating happily, he always felt satisfied with being praised.

At around five o'clock in the evening, everyone was busy preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival. The market was crowded and bustling.

Cheng Tianyuan picked a cabbage, which was very fresh, weighing three pounds, only 30 cents, and he picked spinach, but he was not willing to pick some meat.

Xue Ling knew that Cheng Tianyuan was doing all the hard work at night, and he couldn't bear it without eating meat.

"Brother Yuan, I'm greedy and want to eat meat!"

Xue Ling saw a pig's trotter on the meat stall in front of him, scraping it white and tender, and walked straight towards the meat stall.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

The meat seller has fat heads and big ears, and looks greasy on his face. At first glance, he is a veteran who has been soaking in the pile of pork for many years.

"Girl, I know the consignee! This is a farm pig raised by a nearby farmer. This pig's trotter is the front hoof, and it's the most delicious! Just take it away and only charge you three dollars."

Xue Ling knew that the farmer's self-raising pigs cannot be eaten in big cities. This hoof is more than three pounds, not a pound or a dollar, and it is indeed not expensive.

"But it's the evening market now, are the pigs killed in the morning? They must be not very fresh."

The fat and oily face of the butcher showed awkwardness.

When Cheng Tianyuan heard that Xue Ling wanted to buy a big pig's hoof, he was afraid that she would buy the wrong one if she didn't understand the market, so he rushed over with the vegetables in his hand.

"We only have two of us with such a big pig's hooves. You have a small appetite and probably have to eat them for several days."

Xue Ling glanced at the butcher and deliberately agreed with Cheng Tianyuan, "Yes, it's really a bit big, it's not new if it's been left for a long time."

The market is crowded with people, and those who go to the market are either old men or aunts or housewives. It is a scenic spot for the couple to go to the market together.

The butcher was a little panicked. He didn't like pig's hoof during the Mid-Autumn Festival. If the couple left, the hoof would probably be a loss.

"No! It's fresh! You are burly and old, so how much pork trotter is there!"

Xue Ling felt sorry for Cheng Tianyuan doing hard work all day long and really wanted to take the opportunity to make up for him.

Cheng Tianyuan went to the market every day and knew that pig's trotters were expensive. He leaned into Xue Ling's ear and whispered, "Let's just go there and buy a pound of pork belly."

Xue Ling had already decided to buy it, thinking that the evening market would not be too expensive, so she waited for the butcher to lower the price by himself.

The butcher was a little panicked when he saw the two of them whispering.

"This is how it is. After selling this pig's trotters, I can also close the stall and go home. I'll take it cheaper for you! Just two yuan and five!"

Xue Ling was secretly happy and smiled and said, "We are also a cheerful person. Two or five yuan is only two or five yuan! Brother, please help me chop it into small pieces."

"Buying pork belly for two yuan and five yuan can make us eat for four or five days." Cheng Tianyuan had no choice but to use her and couldn't help but remind her.

Xue Ling whispered: "We have to go home tomorrow. Tonight, you braise the pork and dry it, and take it back for your parents tomorrow!"

After hearing this, Cheng Tianyuan thought that his family often couldn't bear to eat some meat for several days, so he nodded immediately.

She was still thoughtful, and he was not so careful when he went home.

The butcher moved quickly and chopped off the whole pig's trotter in just a few seconds.

Cheng Tianyuan took the bag from the butcher, thinking that it was bought for his own family, so he asked for money.

Xue Ling immediately pulled Cheng Tianyuan's hand away and pouted proudly and naughtyly.

"Hey, Brother Yuan, I have agreed that I will treat you to buy something and cook it, so don't break the agreement."

Cheng Tianyuan smiled and nodded

"Okay, I can't help you, listen to you."

Then they went to a few more stalls, but Cheng Tianyuan didn't do anything. Xue Ling bought some dry goods, including noodles, mushrooms, dried daylily, and dried fish, which cost another five yuan.

Cheng Tian was a little amused and confused: "The market is close and can come every day. What can I do to buy so many things at once?"

Xue Ling replied: "There are few local markets in the countryside. Buy some for your family and take them with you tomorrow. Brother Yuan, if you come back from your part-time job, you can cook noodles when you are hungry. Add some dried fish and mushrooms to seasonings, which will be better."

When Cheng Tianyuan heard her say this, he had to agree.

The seller next to him said, "Don't worry, these are all dry goods, you can tie the bag tightly, and it will be fine if you keep it for a year or two."

Xue Ling knew all these things, carefully sorted them out, put them into two big bags, and finally cut the last count from the shop owner before paying the money.

Cheng Tianyuan was secretly happy when he saw that she was smart and capable.

I thought she was an intellectual, and she would definitely not know such home chores. He was surprised by her familiar appearance of bargaining for shopping.

After returning home, Xue Ling picked vegetables and washed them, and helped cut the ingredients.

"Brother Yuan, is there anything else to do?"

Cheng Tianyuan prepared the ingredients for braised pig's trotters, followed the steps my mother had done before, and stirred the sauce and spices step by step, and put them into the pig's trotters to taste.

"You haven't put garlic and ginger foam yet, please help me get some in it."

"Okay, it'll be fine soon!" Xue Ling quickly washed the ginger, sliced ​​it and chopped it up. He was not quick, but did it very carefully.

Cheng Tianyuan was busy and explained.

"My mother made the braised pig's trotters are delicious. I heard that this secret recipe was handed down by my grandmother and is usually not a cross-border. I have only seen it and have not tried it. Next time I go home and ask my mother to make it for you, it will taste authentic."

"Wow!" Xue Ling smiled and said, "It's my ancestors! That must be delicious!"

After a while, Xue Ling prepared all the ginger and garlic.

"I believe you can do it well too! I can't wait to eat what you cook now! It smells so good!"

Cheng Tianyuan stirred the ingredients and chuckled when he heard this: "I'm so anxious that I can't eat hot tofu. I have to wait for half an hour before I can put it in the pot and cook it after it tastes."

Xue Ling licked the corner of her mouth and muttered: "Okay! I'll wait!"
Chapter completed!