- Chapter 9: Auntie, I'll go back first.

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Chapter 9: Auntie, I'll go back first.

"Auntie, I'll go back first. Some people will come to my house to help build a wall today, so I have to go back early to cook."

"Do you want to keep them for a meal? What are you cooking at noon?" She heard last night that Hongjun and his wife separated with only 50 kilograms of grain. These 50 kilograms will last them a month at most.

"Make sweet potato pancakes, cook sweet potato porridge, and stew potatoes." There's no meat at home and this is the only thing their family can cook now.

Zhang Ermei listened to Liang Huan's menu then put her sewing basket back on the stool, "Wait here for me. My family still has some dried beans. Take it back and stew it with the potatoes."

"Auntie, no need." Liang Huan quickly refused.

In this era, dried beans were life-saving food. She and the Ma family are not so familiar to the point where they could take each other's food like this.

Zhang Ermei continued walking into the house, "Some dried beans are nothing. My family has a lot. Take some back and eat it."

Zhang Ermei's hands worked fast. After speaking, she had already taken out the dried beans and handed them to her. She held Liang Huan's hand and patted it, "Take it back to eat. If it hadn't been for Hongjun, I don't know if my Guodong would still be here."

Her words contained a lot of information. Did Ji Hongjun save Ma Guodong?

Liang Huan was puzzled, but she no longer refused the beans given by Zhang Ermei. She thanked her, then took them back. She was ready to ask Ji Hongjun about it when she was free.

When she got home, their stove was half a meter high. It's estimated that it'll be completed in half an hour.

The walls outside are also almost done. The villagers work hard all year round and built the wall very fast.

Liang Huan saw that they were busy, and knew she couldn't help much. She put the coarse-grain noodles and dried beans in the room, greeted Ji Hongjun, then went out again.

She forgot that there was no salt and oil, no baking powder for steamed buns, and no dry land in her space. She doesn't want to go to the Ji family, so she's planning to go borrow some from next door.

Zhang Ermei was still doing needlework. Hearing the movement, she looked up and saw Luang Huan. She smiled at her and asked, "It's Hongjun's wife. Aren't you cooking? Is there anything missing?"

Zhang Ermei has a good personality and speaks gently. Liang Huan said directly, "Auntie, I have just separated and there's nothing at home. I want to ask if I can borrow some salt and baking powder and return it to you tomorrow."

She won't borrow oil. These days, oil is a valuable thing, and most families only have so much. In her memory, the original owner's mother put a drop of oil when stir-drying vegetables and boils it directly. She also boils beans and potatoes.

"We have salt, but we don't have baking powder in the countryside. It costs a dime per bag in the supply and marketing agency, which is a waste of money. I always ferment old coarse-grain flour. It just so happens that there's still some at home, I'll go get it for you. You can soak it in warm water when you get back, then put it with coarse grain noodles and ferment."

"Okay, thank you, aunt."

Liang Huan went home with the borrowed salt and old coarse-grain noodles. She saw two children lying at the door of her house, picking up the door and secretly looking inside.

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