Divorce with three kids? I'll build a house and eat meat, driving my in-laws crazy.

Chapter 79 The Pork Fat Ran Away!
Li Ruru was so busy that she just thought she was joking, and Chaochao and Peipei didn't have time to pay attention to her either.

Yinyin repeated it several times but no one believed her. Peipei laughed and said, "The lard ran away, didn't it? Then go after it."

Chaochao smiled and said, "We don't need you here. Go play somewhere else."

Yinyin pouted, clearly unconvinced, and then went to tug at Qiqi.

"Qiqi, you saw it, right? Come on, let's catch the thief."

Qiqi was full and just wanted to sleep. When she pulled it, it lay on the ground, turned over, and acted like a spoiled child.

Yinyin couldn't pull it, so she stomped her foot angrily, "Bad dog, I won't give you meat tomorrow."

Qiqi's ears twitched, but its body remained completely still.

Yinyin saw another piece of pork fat run away, and without thinking, she chased after it.

She jogged to step on the pork fat, but the thing dodged her as if it had eyes, and then climbed out along the wall.

Yinyin turned and ran out the gate to check, and saw two people running towards the village in the distance.

"Hey, thieves, stop right there!" Yin Yin shouted and chased after them. She was small and had short legs, so she only chased them for a few steps before the two men disappeared.

She walked back angrily, and after only a few steps, she saw Qiqi coming to greet her.

"You bad dog, you're too late. The thief has already run away."

Qiqi didn't come out to catch the thief; it came to find its little owner.

It's getting dark, and it's not safe for the little owner to go out alone.

Qiqi jumped and bounced around it, but Yinyin kept a long face and ignored it.

Once Yinyin entered the gate, Qiqi stood guard at the door, completely different from how she had been when she was dragged along the ground.

Yinyin couldn't help but curse again, "Bad dog."

If Qiqi had gone with her to chase after them, they would have caught up with the two thieves long ago.

"Oh dear, you two little devils are having a fight?" Li Ruru asked jokingly when she saw Yin Yin's stern face.

These two guys usually practically sleep in the same bed, it's strange that they're having a fight right now.

What kind of conflict could a little girl have with a dog?

Yinyin remained silent, her little face flushed with anger, and she was sulking to herself.

Li Ruru finally finished cutting up the pork fat, and she cooked it in two large pots together.

The lard was finally rendered when it was completely dark.

Two large urns were filled to the brim.

An urn is a container made of clay and larger than a vat.

The urn has a smooth glazed surface and is shaped with a small mouth, a large belly, and a slightly smaller bottom, resembling a large, bulging container.

This type of container is easy to pour out when storing lard, and its small opening makes it easy to seal.

Li Ruru's two large urns are over 1.3 meters high, with a mouth diameter of about 50 centimeters and a belly diameter of one meter.

She had four such large urns, and the other two were already filled with pig's blood.

After rendering the lard, she also made a pot of pig's blood.

Pig's blood is much easier to make than pork. You just need to add water and salt in a certain ratio, stir it, and let it sit for a while to solidify.

Over there, Xiao Yishan and his two companions had already finished cutting the pork and filled three large baskets.

Pulan is a common type of container made of woven bamboo in rural areas, used daily for drying food and storing miscellaneous items.

It is generally circular, with a diameter of about 1.5 meters and a depth of more than 50 centimeters.

Li Ruru looked at the meat, feeling both happy and worried.

The good news is that we won't have to worry about not having meat for a long time to come.

The bad news is that this meat spoils easily, so it needs to be made into cured meat quickly.

She sighed, said nothing more, and rolled up her sleeves to get to work.

Xiao Yishan drove an oxcart and went to the village head's house in the dark to borrow four large earthenware jars.

Li Ruru stir-fried salt, Sichuan peppercorns, cinnamon, and other seasonings together in two large pots.

With everyone's help, each piece of meat was rubbed with salt and soy sauce before being placed in a jar and sealed.

After marinating for about three days, the second step of smoking can begin. By the time all this was done, it was completely dark, and everyone's stomachs were growling with hunger.

Li Ruru set up a large pot in the yard, chopped and neatly arranged various vegetables, and sliced ​​pork into thin slices, which were then cooked in a hot pot with pig's blood.

She prepared the dipping sauces for everyone, including sesame oil and dried chili sauce.

Some were made by her, and some were taken from her space.

She took out a pair of long chopsticks, dipped the thin slices of pork into the pot and cooked them briefly, then rolled them in lettuce, dipped them in sauce, and ate them.

"good to eat."

Everyone followed her example and ate with happy expressions.

Chu Xiu, holding a dish of sesame paste, grinned from ear to ear, "Auntie, this pork is so tender and fresh, and the sauce is delicious too."

He wished he could have another bowl of sesame paste; even eating sesame paste on its own was delicious.

Li Ruru smiled and said, "Everyone has worked hard today, eat more."

Yinyin took a bite of meat, then a bite of pig's blood, her little mouth bulging. "Delicious! The pig's blood is so tender too."

The little girl was so happy that she had long forgotten about not being able to catch the two thieves.

Everyone gathered around the pot, enjoying a steaming hot pot meal, with a bonfire burning nearby. Life couldn't be more pleasant.

Meanwhile, when Chen Jingang and Chen Jintong returned home with the two fist-sized pieces of stolen pork fat, the Chen family was engaged in a civil war.

The incident began when Zhao wanted to get back the 20 taels of silver that Zhang Junniang had given her, claiming that her family was short of money.

Zhang Junniang said she only had 10 taels of silver and wouldn't give Zhao a single coin.

Her exact words were: "What kind of mother-in-law would covet her daughter-in-law's dowry? I've only been married into the family for a few days, and you've already set your sights on me."

"Before I married into the family, was your Chen family starving?"

When Zhao saw that her new daughter-in-law, Zhang Junniang, dared to disobey her, she immediately wanted to hit her.

Zhang Junniang didn't tolerate her either, saying, "If you dare to hit me, I'll beat you to death, you old woman."

She wasn't like Li Ruru, that weak and incompetent fool; she had plenty of strength and resources.

Chen Sanbao, who used to listen to Zhao Shi, started to side with his wife in his words and actions.

"Mother, it's not like we can't afford to eat, why are you doing this? Junniang has had a hard life too."

He knew his wife's hardships, but he didn't know Zhao's predicament.

Although the family could still afford to eat, they were only eating wild vegetable porridge and hadn't had any meat in a long time. Zhao was worried that her grandsons' bodies wouldn't be able to handle it.

Zhao spent the first half of her life struggling for her brothers, and the second half tightening her belt to make ends meet for her son and grandson. It was truly not easy for her.

At this moment, Zhao had already lost the battle. She, as the mother-in-law, had been controlled by her daughter-in-law, while her precious son had become her daughter-in-law's accomplice.

"I don't care anymore, do whatever you want."

After Zhao made her statement, she thought everyone would beg her to take charge of the household affairs, but Zhang Junniang snatched the key from her waist.

"That's perfect, I'll take care of it."

Zhang Junniang's method of managing the household affairs was simple and crude; she used up all the flour in the house in one meal.

When Chen Jingang entered the door, he heard his grandmother scolding his third aunt.

"You spendthrift! How are we supposed to live like this in the future?"

Wang Shuixia and Feng Yuzhu ate their meals in silence without saying a word.

When Wang Shuixia saw her son return, she waved happily, "You two come here quickly, Mom left some eggs for you."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Junniang stopped arguing with Zhao Shi. She immediately turned to her husband with a sullen face and said, "Chen Sanbao, do you want your two sons to starve to death?"

Ma Yong and Ma Gan stared longingly at the eggs in their aunt's hand.

Ma Yong said, "Dad, I want to eat eggs too."

The Chen family only had two laying hens left, and two eggs would have been just enough for Chen Jintong and Chen Jingang to eat.

Suddenly, two more people appeared, scrambling for it. Wang Shuixia's lips twitched. "Give it to my son."

Zhang Junniang immediately exploded, "Why should I?"

(End of this chapter)