Zhao Jiner felt that his uncle made sense, so she said to Tong Xiaolian, "Just do what his uncle said."

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to start drying.

Tong Xiaolian stopped her with a smile, "It's just half a pig, I want you to help me? I'm enough for myself, and you'll make trouble."

Zhao Jiner was dissatisfied and curled her lips and said, "I can pull pig hair for you, right?"

Tong Xiaolian waved her finger, "If you pull out such a large pig, do you have to pull out the year of the monkey or the month of the horse?"

"What should I do? Don't you pull it off?" Zhao Jiner was puzzled.

"How to eat if you don't pull it? Look!" Tong Xiaolian took out a half-burned wooden stick from the hole in the pot, and used the burning half to burn it carefully at the pig's skin, "Look."

Seeing the hair on the pig's skin burned clean by the carbon sticks, Zhao Jiner was stunned and gave Tong Xiaolian a thumbs up, "Xiaolian, you are so smart!"

Tong Xiaolian was embarrassed by her praise, "What's so smart about this? It's just that when I saw a wedding and wedding in the village, I asked the chef team to cook. Those professional chefs did this and wrote it down."

Zhao Zheng smiled and said, "It is also great wisdom to be able to apply what he has learned."

Tong Xiaolian smiled like a flower, "Uncle Zhao stop praising me every day, I'm almost floating."

Zhao Zheng laughed, "You and Jinya are both good girls, so you should naturally praise them often."

Zhao Jiner stuck out her tongue and said naughtyly, "I saw my uncle praising Xiaolian, but I didn't see my uncle praising me every day."

Zhao Zheng was stunned, "Is there any?"

"Yes!" Zhao Jiner cut off the railway.

Zhao Zheng swallowed, "You are your own family, so there is no need to praise you every day."

Zhao Jin'er squeezed her eyes at Tong Xiaolian, "Look at my uncle's partiality."

Tong Xiaolian smiled and spat, "The pig hair has been processed completely. I really need my uncle to help you now."

"You said." Zhao Zhengdao.

"Help us cut the meat smaller. This is too big to put it in a pot, and it cannot be braised or tasted."

"A small matter."

Although Zhao Zheng's legs were a little lame, the man's strength was definitely much bigger than the two little girls. He easily divided the pork, bones and skin into evenly sized ten pieces.

Tong Xiaolian filled both pots with clean water, put the braised ingredients, and then neatly arranged the pork piece by piece.

Zhao Zheng volunteered, "You guys go out for a break, I'll burn the fire."

Tong Xiaolian said, "No, I have to look at the quality, and I have to add some seasonings slowly."

Seeing that they cooperated well and there was nothing she needed to do, Zhao Jiner left the kitchen.

As soon as I went out, I bumped into an embrace.

When he looked up, he saw Qin Muxiu looking at the room thoughtfully.

"My husband, why are you..."

Qin Muxiu let out a "shhh" and signaled her not to speak.

Zhao Jin'er didn't understand why, so Qin Muxiu pointed to the kitchen.

Zhao Jiner looked back and saw Tong Xiaolian and Uncle talking and laughing, but she didn't see any reason, "What's wrong?"

Qin Muxiu pulled her aside, then raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "How old is your uncle?"
Chapter completed!