That afternoon, the soybean stewed pig's trotters was successfully cooked.

When you poke it with chopsticks, the skin and flesh of the pig's trotters break apart, making them look soft and waxy, without losing any teeth.

The soup is milky white in color, with little bits of fat floating on the surface, giving it a charming brilliance.

Mrs. Xu scooped out a piece of pig's trotters and a spoonful of soup, and gave it to Mrs. Yang to taste first.

Yang declined: "Second daughter-in-law, you can eat it. I don't like it."

If you want to give away pig's trotter soup, of course the more the better. Otherwise, what's the point? She's an old woman, why would she waste that food?

But Mrs. Xu insisted: "Mom, eat it. There is still a lot in the pot. Let's taste it first, and then we can give it away if it tastes good."

Xiaosong and Xiaobai couldn't help but started to swallow their saliva, but Xiaosong was very sensible: "Grandma, eat it quickly! Xiaobai and I won't eat it!"

Mrs. Xu smiled and said: "Xiao Bai is a young man, I will eat a piece with him, leave another piece for Brother Shan, and won't eat the rest."

Zhang Sijiu couldn't stand it anymore and said simply: "Xiao Bai and I will eat together. Second Aunt will eat alone."

It's just a piece of pig's trotter, not that big of a deal, really not that big of a deal.

When Mrs. Xu heard this, she waved her hand: "Then one piece for each of us! Xiaobai, too! I'll get a smaller one!"

Only then did everyone calm down.

But in fact, except for the two pieces given to Yang and Zhang Xiaoshan, Xu picked up small pieces for the rest.

Zhang Sijiu saw this and sighed: They are all poor!

But this bit of sadness was quickly covered up by the softness and aroma of the pig's trotters.

The pig's trotters are rich in gelatin, and when you take a bite, it almost feels mushy. Even the soup is thick, and the greasiness is combined with the fragrance of the soybeans. The taste is so good that it is simply amazing.

Even the soybeans that were almost stewed melted in your mouth. Plus, after soaking up the broth, they didn't even taste like soybeans.

Wei Wei is a little regretful that the overall taste is still not perfect. After all, not only does the slaughtering technology of pigs need to be improved, but even the castration technology has not yet become popular.

But after all, it is a pig that has been raised for a year, and its meat quality is inferior to that of later generations of meat pigs.

Fortunately, the fragrance covered up the slight fishy smell, which was enough to surprise Xu and the others.

Ms. Xu was completely shocked: "Pig's trotters can still do this! It doesn't look complicated, it just takes a lot of work!"

But in the countryside, what does a fire mean?

Zhang Sijiu gave a reasonable explanation: "The chef said that any ingredient can be made delicious, it just depends on whether you are willing to put in the effort and time."

Not only Mrs. Xu, but also Mrs. Yang couldn't help but nod: "It makes sense. In the past, you could eat it as soon as it was boiled. How could it take so much effort? Washing, roasting and stewing."

Mrs. Xu said happily: "I will send it to the Li family's daughter-in-law in a moment."

It’s not shabby to give this away as a gift!

Zhang Sijiu drank the last sip of soup and said, "I'll go with my second aunt."

After touching the right place, you can take over the task of sending the little pumpkin to drink milk.

Xiaosong and Xiaobai were also clamoring to go.

Xu was so troubled that she had no choice but to agree.

Just as Little Pumpkin woke up, Mrs. Xu waved her hand: "First go to Erzhu's daughter-in-law to deliver the meat, then go home and get some soup to deliver to the Li family's daughter-in-law!"

Everything went well with Erzhu's wife, and although her milk was good, there was a hint of reluctance in her words, fearing that her son would be hungry.

Mrs. Xu had to say a lot of nice things, even a little humble.

Zhang Sijiu watched from the side, feeling sad and helpless - there was nothing he could do.

After coming out of Erzhu's wife's house, Zhang Sijiu said sincerely to Mrs. Xu: "Aunt Er, you have worked hard."

Mrs. Xu was stunned. She didn't think anything was wrong at first, but when she heard these words, she felt a little uncomfortable.

She freed her hand and rubbed Zhang Sijiu's head: "What's the point? We have no milk and eat other people's food. What's the point of listening to a few words?"

Perhaps feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Xiaosong and Xiaobai didn't dare to play around anymore, and seemed a little helpless.

After going home to get soup and leaving the little pumpkin for Yang, Mrs. Xu did not let Xiaosong and Xiaobai follow her this time, and only took Zhang Sijiu to the Li family.

When the Li family aunt saw Mrs. Xu, she felt helpless: "Xiaoshan daughter-in-law, it's not that we are stingy, it's that we really don't have enough milk!"

Mrs. Xu showed the basket in her hand to Mrs. Li's family and smiled: "It's not just for feeding, but because I knew my eldest sister didn't have enough milk, so she specially made some soup to feed her! Otherwise, it would be very distressing for the child to starve.

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The Li family's aunt was stunned, and now she felt embarrassed: "Look at me - come in and sit down, come in and sit down."

But she still had a sad look on her face, "We accept your wishes, but her appetite is not good and she can't eat much, so don't waste it."

She pointed to the basket of eggs in the room: "Look, these eggs are so fishy that I can't eat them. If you can eat four or five a day, it's incredible! When I was a nurse, I would eat more than twenty eggs a day.

I'm still hungry! I can only drink some chicken soup, but it's so hot now that I can't hold it in. I can eat a chicken for two days, and I can't stand it - "

Just listening to it, you can hear Mrs. Li's worry.

Zhang Sijiu had heard from colleagues in the obstetrics department that pregnant women ate eggs during confinement.

But now that I have actually seen it, I am still a little shocked.

She hesitated for a moment and then said: "Then give the little aunt some of what she likes to eat? Maybe her appetite will be better."

At this moment, Zhang Sijiu really wanted to take out a manual on scientific parenting and let them study it.

Although there are dietary taboos for pregnant women, eating eggs alone will definitely cause various problems!

The Li family's aunt shook her head: "That's not possible! How can you understand, you little kid! You can't be careless during confinement! She wants to eat salty and flavorful vegetables, and she also wants to eat dogwood, so how can that be done!"

Zhang Sijiu was silent. Okay, the little baby has no right to speak.

Mrs. Xu patted Aunt Li's hand and said, "Let's let my sister try it. Maybe she will like our soup!"

After saying that, she opened the lid and showed Aunt Li a look, smelled it, and lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "Although the ingredients are cheap, it has a good breast-feeding effect! This is my mother's secret recipe!"

As we all know, Mrs. Xu gave birth to two sons, and her milk supply has always been good.

Aunt Li was successfully persuaded and finally put them into her daughter-in-law's room.

As soon as he entered the delivery room, Zhang Sijiu was almost smoked out: It smelled so strong!

The daughter-in-law of the Li family, with a piece of cloth tied on her forehead and covering her body, was sitting on the bed nursing her child.

Her eyes were darkened, her cheeks were sunken, her spirits were extremely low, and she looked very sick.

Seeing Mrs. Xu, she still managed to smile: "Sister Xu is here? Come and sit down."

Aunt Li came over with concern: she tucked the quilt for Li's daughter-in-law and asked: "How is it? Do you have milk?"

When the daughter-in-law of the Li family heard this, she felt a little bad. She lowered her head, seeming a little guilty and guilty: "No, no."

Aunt Li sighed in disappointment at that time.

The Li family's wife buried her head even lower.
Chapter completed!