sjar Chapter 121 Milk Powder
Chapter 121 Milk Powder
Soon, Jiang Jiang came up with a perfect excuse.
Before fleeing the famine, their family set up a stall in the town to sell sweet water, and everyone in the town knew about it.
Among them, the best-selling ones are the novelty ice creams.
Since cow's milk was hard to find, Jiang Jiang bought goat's milk from sheep farmers at a high price as a substitute.
Anyway, no one can tell the difference between goat milk and cow milk, and hers is powdered milk, which has been processed, so there is no need to worry about it being exposed.
But she has to strike a balance. If she attracts too much attention, it will be a bad thing.
After Li Laibao recovered, he went to school with his brothers again. He was smart and caught up with the classes he had missed in no time, which made Li Changyuan, who was struggling in his studies every day, extremely envious.
After the abduction of Li Ergou, both the Zhou family and the people in Daxi Village undoubtedly paid more attention to the safety of children. No one dared to let their children play outside alone, especially at night, and they were not allowed to go anywhere.
"Mom, the porridge is ready." Before it got dark, Jiang Jiang was sitting next to the ox cart, sewing shoe soles with needle and thread.
They traveled all day, and each of them had worn out several pairs of insoles. It would be too late for Sun Qiaoqiao and Huang Ying to finish the work alone.
As for buying from other families in the village, that is not reliable either. No one's insoles are good enough now.
Jiang Jiang and Li Cuicui had nothing else to do, so they started knitting insoles with Huang Ying and Sun Qiaoqiao, and gradually they found some fun in it.
Whenever she had time, she would pick up the unfinished insoles and start working.
"Got it. I'll come right after I finish these stitches."
Jiang Jiang quickly finished the work at hand and stretched herself. She had finally finished knitting the pair of insoles.
She waved to Li Ping'an, "Little Stone, come here."
Li Ping'an didn't understand what was going on, but he still came to Jiang Jiang obediently.
Jiang Jiang held the freshly knitted insole and gestured with his shoes a few times, then nodded with satisfaction.
This is just the right size.
"Little Stone, these are the insoles grandma made for you. Your previous pair are all worn out, so it's a good time to replace them."
As she spoke, Jiang Jiang touched Li Ping'an's head. To be honest, it was she who gave Ping'an his name, which meant that the whole family was safe and sound.
Li Pingan held the insole in his hand with a look of disbelief on his face.
He knew that his grandmother had been making slippers during this period. He thought it was for his father, for his aunt Cuicui, or maybe for Laibao, but he never thought it was for himself.
Li Pingan, who had always behaved very sensible and mature, couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.
Jiang Jiang patted his back gently. She saw everything. Although Li Ping'an recognized Sun Qiaoqiao and Li Sheng as his parents, he knew in his heart that they had Laibao, their biological son, and he was just an adopted son.
Li Pingan has always lacked a sense of security. He was afraid of being abandoned, so he kept suppressing himself and trying to behave more maturely.
It happened that Li Laibao fell ill some time ago, and Sun Qiaoqiao and Li Sheng were so worried that they didn't care about Li Pingan.
That's why Jiang Jiang gave Li Ping'an the first pair of insoles she made, just to tell him not to be afraid of being abandoned. Since he has joined this family, they are a family.
Little Stone is still a child.
"Come on, your parents must be waiting anxiously, let's go eat."
Tonight's meal is called porridge, but it is actually just a little brown rice, some dried wild vegetables and a little rice mixed in. The reason it is cooked into porridge is to save firewood and avoid the need to boil water again.
After the good days in the last world, Jiang Jiang couldn't stand such bland food every day.
She was drooling at the sight of the countless delicious foods in the space, but if she had to eat them secretly every day, she would not have the chance and would feel guilty.
Jiang Jiang could only take out some inconspicuous things every now and then to taste them. Anyway, all the food in the house was kept by Jiang Jiang, and no one else knew what was in the house.
After finishing the pickled vegetables some time ago, Jiang Jiang took out a small can of fermented bean curd to go with the rice. This way she could comfort herself that she was eating a health-preserving meal. Coarse grain porridge with fermented bean curd could at least nourish the stomach.
The others just focused on eating. They ate whatever their mother gave them.
After dinner, Huang Ying was responsible for cleaning up.
"Qiaoqiao, come with me."
Jiang Jiang brought Sun Qiaoqiao to the ox cart. After hearing the sound, Huang Ying packed her things while casually looking in the direction of the two people.
Jiang Jiang did not hide anything. She took out two small ceramic jars and handed them to Sun Qiaoqiao.
"I bought this when I went to the neighboring village to buy goat milk. The seller said that this is goat milk ground into powder after special processing. It can be stored for a long time and is good for children's health, so I bought a few cans."
Sun Qiaoqiao knew how precious goat milk was, and her first reaction was to refuse.
"Mom, keep it for yourself. It's good for your health."
Jiang Jiang had anticipated Sun Qiaoqiao's reaction, and she immediately frowned, causing Sun Qiaoqiao's momentum to weaken a lot.
"Laibao fell ill a few days ago. No matter how valuable this thing is, it is more valuable than my grandchildren. As long as they are all well, that's enough."
"These two bottles are for the four children. You can be partial to Laibao, but you can't let Laibao drink all of them alone."
Sun Qiaoqiao was stunned by what she said and could only nod repeatedly.
Jiang Jiang began to teach her how to mix the water, and the water temperature should not be too cold or too hot.
The two chatted for a long time before Sun Qiaoqiao left with a smile on her face, holding two cans of milk powder.
Huang Ying, who was standing by, listened to the entire conversation. She polished the wooden barrel, which was originally covered with a layer of dust, until it became shiny.
Jiang Jiang looked helplessly at Huang Ying, who had not done her undercover work well, and took out a small can of milk powder from the ox cart and handed it to her.
"You've heard what I just said. You know how to mix the milk powder, right? I won't say more. I gave two cans to the four children in the second room, and one can to the two children in your room."
"Um, okay." Huang Ying didn't expect that her disguise, which she thought was perfect, would be seen through by her mother in an instant. She couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.
But she held the jar in her arms with a smile on her face, indicating that her mother still remembered their eldest wife.
As for asking for two cans of milk powder by relying on the fact that she has two sons, Huang Ying didn't even dare to think about it.
Her mother treats all children equally, regardless of gender. Sun Qiaoqiao was often scolded by her mother for favoring Li Laibao, and she couldn't follow in Sun Qiaoqiao's footsteps.
"Dongliang, Changyuan, you must have worked hard studying today. Here is the milk powder your grandma gave you. Mommy will make you a bowl of milk."
Huang Ying remembered what Jiang Jiang said, the water temperature for making milk powder is just right.
After she stirred the milk powder a few times with chopsticks, a rich milky aroma wafted over. Huang Ying immediately handed the bowl to the two brothers, urging them to eat.
"Drink it quickly, don't let anyone see you."
The two brothers were at the age when they were about to grow up, so they took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp, smacking their lips in satisfaction, as if they were still savoring the rich milky aroma.
Huang Ying quickly added some water to the bowl and asked both of them to drink it so as not to waste it.
"Dongliang, Changyuan, you must study hard and try to pass the examination to become a student. Then you can become a private school teacher and be filial to your grandma."
Li Dongliang nodded seriously, but Li Changyuan suddenly felt that the water in the bowl no longer tasted fragrant.
Why are you studying again?