Jiang Yihua, who fell into the world, was busy in the kitchen. Jian Ning didn't want to be too close to him for the time being, so he didn't join in the fun. Since he had swear to learn his skills after learning his skills after becoming a disciple, just wait for him to show his skills.

After soaking her feet comfortably, she took off the bedding hanging on the beam of the house and tidied it up and cleaned it up. There was nothing at home. Jian Ning was idle and simply picked out half a bucket of fish to send to the old lady.

As soon as I opened the door to the main courtyard, I saw Deli walking towards her house with a poke: "Are you going to net fish too?"

"Well," Deli leaned over to her bucket and looked at her: "My fourth sister is really amazing. We catch fish that are two or three fingers big, and we can't catch half of you."

He shook the bucket, lifted it up and let Jian Ning see it, and whispered: "I caught a turtle and brought you a stewed soup."

His breasts didn't have to go out and knew that the fourth sister would definitely catch fish in the ditch at the door. He specially told them to go away and change to a ditch to catch fish, so that they would stop the fish upstream and the fourth sister would not catch fish downstream.

His fourth sister likes turtles, so he deliberately ran to the ditch near the fish pond. He was lucky and really asked him to catch a big turtle.

"Oh, it's such a big one, but it's a pity that there are no chickens at home." There are no chickens on the surface, and the six chickens from the two families have finished eating on the mountain.

Deli exchanged pokes with her and said with great confidence: "It's okay, let's take a pheasant in the ditch first. We'll go up the mountain tomorrow."

With his fourth sister here, what is a pheasant? The headhunter tiger is also easy, and he is so confident about the fourth sister.

"Who is cooking at home today?" The uncle became the team leader. The old lady wanted to show off, so she drove all the adults in the family to the brigade headquarters to help. Jian Ning was a little worried that a few of the young people would ruin the fat fish and cook a salted vegetable fish casually.

When Deli heard this, he stepped on his face and sighed, "Milk is the one who takes the spoon himself."

"Why do I go and cook fish for you?" Jian Ning didn't have hope for the old lady personally.

"That's great, Sister Fourth, let's go quickly. You don't know that we barely picked out a pot of rotten vegetables from the vegetable garden just now. I suspect that the milk needs to stew fish with rotten leaves and vegetables." Deli took a pot of vegetables into the kitchen like a baby, and had lost hope for the dishes tonight, so he rushed to send them to the turtle, thinking that he could have a meal at Sister Fourth's house on an excuse.

The two went straight to the kitchen.

Sure enough, Jian Huanhuan couldn't say anything and squatted in front of the chamber to burn the fire. The salted vegetables in the iron pot were rolling. The old lady was about to pour fish into the pot. Jian Ning grabbed her hand: "My milk, I really didn't expect you to be wrong. You really want to cook salted vegetables and fish."

"What's wrong with salted green fish? Fish is a meat dish!" The old lady broke away: "Salt is also a good thing, what's wrong? Drop a few drops of oil on the pot later, it's fragrant."

"Scented? You can do it, at least pick the rotten leaves clean!" Jian Ning squeezed her away, picked up a shovel and scooped up a few brown and yellow leaves, picked up one and bit it, almost spitting it out, it was bitter and astringent, like a pig's food: "You are simply wasting fish, you rest, I'll do it."

Jian Huanhuan grinned and took refuge for a few days. She was used to eating the dishes made by her third sister. The oil and water were so good, especially the mushroom duck cooked by her fourth sister. It was delicious and it was easy to swallow her tongue. From frugality to extravagance, but from extravagance to frugality, and when she came to see the dishes she had made with her milk, it was hard to say anything, and she didn't dare to say it.

"No, I protest!" The old lady was frightened, and wanted to lock the cabinet, and rob the spatula on her granddaughter's hand. She looked at her head and tail and hugged her granddaughter's waist tightly, and refused to let her move: "Little ancestor, don't you care about my oil! Let me tell you, I went to the brigade headquarters in the afternoon. Do you know how many people are homeless and are all crowded in the village committee to build a floor. That's so pitiful. A serious seedling in the field cannot be found. All our private land has been destroyed. Half of a year has passed. Have you ever thought about the next half of the year?"

"We are already luxurious enough for those who can't eat enough and can't afford to drink three meals a day. We should be struck by lightning in the sky."

When talking about the ruined old lady in the private area, she almost burst into tears: "I think of the days when our family was eating and drinking in the mountains. I was so upset that I wanted to spit it out and save it."

"It's disgusting." Jian Ning rolled her eyes and leaned into her ear and said, "Don't worry, you can't eat anything you want. The sugar cane at the mouth of the gorge is well grown and is almost one meter tall. When it is made into sugar in August and September, I'll exchange you a pile of white flour rice and eat it casually, as well as cotton and wheat. Think about how much rice oil can the pile of snow-white cotton that is a small hill."

After the disaster, the human body's immunity decreased, so Jian Ning naturally would not let the old lady make jokes about the family's body. Forget it before, everyone survived like this, but now it's not that there is no shortage of food. Two crops have been harvested in the farming space and thousands of kilograms of fine grain have been saved.

Holding thousands of kilograms of fine grains by the old lady drinking rotten leaf soup, she couldn't stand it no matter how selfish she was.

"Seriously? There is no loss in the ground?" When living in the cave, there was an outsider there, and the old lady didn't dare to ask about the gorge.

"The land is high and backed by the rock layer. I dug the drainage ditches early and there is no loss at all. Just wait for a bumper harvest." At that time, Jian Ning had pre-expected the possibility of waterlogging and used modern technology to distribute the drainage ditches.

"You don't have to worry about grain cultivation. Jiang Yihua said that our village will definitely be at the forefront of harvesting grain cultivation."

"You can't just mess around, just be at ease." The old lady let go of her hand and sighed, "This year, God wants to take people!"

"I have a idea." Jian Ning turned around and went to the cabinet to get the oil pot. The old lady's eyes rolled along with the oil pot, and kept muttering: "Oil is more expensive than food, so save some use."

"Delly took me some sauerkraut and scoop half a bowl of bean paste."

"Okay." Deli started happily.

Jian Ning raised his hand and poured a pot of rotten leaf vegetable soup. The old lady covered her chest: "The chicken is gone, so why not feed the chicken!"

I regret eating chicken!

It tastes delicious when I eat it, and it makes me think of the pain of digging my heart and liver.

The devil who is possessed by his granddaughter...

"The water recedes in two days, so I'll go to the town to buy a few chicks and come back." The chickens and ducks are almost flooding in the farming space, but unfortunately I can't find an excuse to get it out.

"Oh, oh, you damn girl, you don't need to have half a bowl of oil for a fish. If you eat such an old oil for more than a month, I shouldn't have agreed to you..." The old lady looked at her granddaughter pouring oil into the pot, regretting it.
Chapter completed!