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61 Warmth

Su Xiaoxiao went to the kitchen to make peanut butter. Father Su also joined the team of family laborers peeling peanut shells.

"Sister, I'm done peeling a basin of peanuts." Su Ergou placed a basin of peanuts on the stove. "Do you still want to peel more?"

"Yes," Su Xiaoxiao said. She paused and said, "It's too cold outside. Come in and peel."

"Alright!" Su Ergou went outside to bring in a sack of peanuts and his brother-in-law and father.

Su Cheng and his son-in-law were in the category of being forced to peel peanuts. They were lazy and often needed Su Ergou's reminders.

Wei Ting was young and fast. When Father Su had only peeled a dozen peanuts, he had already filled a big bowl.

Father Su took the opportunity to change their bowls!

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and widened her eyes. "Wei Ting! Why did you only peel these few?"

Father Su waved his hand. "Aiya, don't blame my son-in-law. I peeled too quickly."

Wei Ting was wondering if Su Cheng could be any more shameless. His boat was flipped over just like that!

Su Xiaoxiao poured the peanuts into a hot pot and stir-fried them. It was a test of the speed.

The three little fellows returned from showing off next door and surrounded the stove to watch Su Xiaoxiao stir-fry peanuts.

The family gathered in the kitchen illuminated by the fire and oil lamps. The cold wind howled outside, but everyone felt that it was a warm winter.

The skin of the peanut became darker, and the peanut kernels were about to turn slightly yellow. She put them in the sieve and shook them to remove the skin. Those that were not removed were rubbed off with hands.

Su Xiaoxiao washed the stone mill and dried it. She split half of it and let Wei Ting grind it. She put the other half into the garlic pot.

Su Ergou asked, "Sister, what are you doing?"

Su Xiaoxiao said patiently to her brother, "I'm making peanut butter. I just want to try if grinding or pounding makes it more fragrant."

Su Ergou was very enthusiastic, but Father Su and Wei Ting wanted to slack off.

Father Su pretended to say, "Aiya, my hand hurts."

Su Xiaoxiao said, "You can grind it with your left hand. It doesn't take much strength."

Wei Ting stretched out his bandaged long legs. "My legs..."

Su Xiaoxiao: "You don't need legs to grind peanuts!"

The two of them continued to work.

The peanut butter in the stone mill was first ground twice with a mill, mixed with cold water, and stirred. Then, it was put into the mill and ground a few times. The more it was ground, the finer the sauce would be.

Su Xiaoxiao asked Father Su to grind half of the sauce into a grainy paste-the adults ate them, and the other half was smooth-and the three little ones ate them.

This smoothness was relative. It was not completely smooth like what she had in her previous life. There were still a few grains.

Su Xiaoxiao continued to stir-fry peanuts and performed the role of the production manager.

Su Ergou peeled the peanut shells and peanut shells. He also supervised Father Su and Wei Ting. He could be said to be the workshop director.

The three little ones were only in charge of tasting the peanuts that Su Xiaoxiao had stir-fried, the peanut butter that Father Su had ground, and the peanut paste that Wei Ting had made.