It used to be said that a scholar could know the affairs of the world without going out, but this learned man is different. No wonder he can become a teacher!
Ning Yue said: "It's cold in the capital in the winter, so if you hang the meat separately and freeze it in the yard, you can eat it for a long time. If you haven't finished it after it's frozen, you can make it into bacon or marinated meat and eat it slowly."
If you can’t finish eating the eggs and duck eggs, you can pickle some. Once marinated, it’s perfect for making porridge. "
Aunt Wang said hurriedly: "I know how to do this. The duck eggs I pickle are all oily and the taste is very fragrant. I need to boil the pickled duck egg soup in advance and let it cool. It's cold now, so I estimate it needs to be marinated for a month." It can only be eaten in about half a month in summer.”
Ning Yue and Aunt Wang made the pickled eggs together, then split the half of the pig meat, took out the big ribs, set aside a part to make a bowl of meat, and cut the rest into strips and hung them at the back. The window sill was completely frozen without much effort.
Aunt Wang moved a small bench and sat in a corner of the kitchen to clean up the waste. These tasks were not heavy, but they were tiring and took only half a day to do.
In the evening, Mr. Xu rarely returned home on time. Within two minutes of sitting down, guests came to the house.
Luo Xiong was holding a bottle of liquor in his hand and shouted as soon as he entered the door: "Hahaha, Lao Xu, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I came here to have a drink with you."
Xu Jing greeted with a smile: "Old Luo, sit down quickly, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I just wanted to have a drink with you after two days of vacation."
The old man happened to come down from upstairs at this moment, "It's Luo Xiong, you haven't been to our house for a long time, you are really a rare visitor."
"Uncle Xu, look at what you said, aren't we all busy? I didn't come here as soon as I had time."
Mr. Xu smiled and said, "Yes, you are all busy people. Unlike us old guys, who are idle at home every day and are almost sick."
"Hey, why are you saying the same thing as my father? I found that you old revolutionaries all have a common problem. You are not afraid of no matter how hard or tired you are. Hey, you can't stand it when I let you enjoy the happiness.
He is almost ready to plant flowers in the small open space in my yard. Today he will plant spinach, tomorrow he will plant beans, and later he will plant some eggplants. The key is that he is not very good at farming. , after a year of busy work, the little food our family eats is not enough trouble. "
Ning Yue brought the dishes to the dining table, and then came out to call people to eat. Luo Xiong's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw her, "This is Yan Sheng's daughter-in-law, right? The former son of our family came back from your house, and that is the nephew." My wife praises her again and again, Yan Sheng is so lucky."
Xu Jing said: "Xiao Du, this is your Uncle Luo."
Ning Yue called someone, "Hello, Uncle Luo. Grandpa, dinner is ready. Let's eat first."
"Okay, okay, let's eat first. I see you have been busy in the kitchen for a long time this afternoon. What delicious food have you prepared?"
When the old man heard the call to eat, he moved faster than anyone else. This had never happened before.
"Aunt Wang bought two pieces of live tofu, so I made hot pot tofu, sweet and sour pork ribs, and steamed a pot of vegetable wowo."
Cai Wo Wo, I’ve eaten enough of that stuff and have no interest in it, but Guotai Tofu is just right for an old man like him.
Soon the whole family was on the table. The old man took a piece of tofu. The tofu was sprinkled with sporadic green onion leaf foam and red chili foam. Both sides of the tofu were fried to golden brown. It looked good in color and smelled delicious. Mr. I couldn't resist the temptation and tasted it, and the fresh and caramel taste immediately filled my entire mouth.
The old man quickly picked up another piece of tofu, but there were only two pieces of tofu. Normally, one piece of tofu is enough to make a dish, but they couldn't handle it because they had so many family members. Well, there weren't many people, but this For two days, his daughter-in-law was very good at grabbing food, especially the food cooked by his grandson-in-law, which made him even afraid that he wouldn't be able to grab it!
Look, not only did she eat quickly, but she also kept adding pieces to her son's bowl. If she continued to do so, how many pieces of tofu would he be able to eat?
Xu Yansheng sensiblely gave the old man a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs: "You always try this."
The old man was holding the bowl and was about to refuse: "I don't..." He loves sweet food.
However, the grandson's movements were too fast and he did not escape.
then what should we do?
Just eat it.
Then, he picked up the second, third, and fourth piece himself. He wanted to pick up the second piece, but unfortunately it was gone!
Hey~ If he had known that sweet and sour dishes were so delicious, he, he could have eaten one more piece!
But I can't sigh, there is only one-third of the tofu left, I have to use my hands quickly and my hands are too slow!
However, Han Peiyun had the same idea as him. Fortunately, the old man only picked one kuaizi at a time. She had to pick it up twice, once in her husband's bowl and once in her own bowl. In this way, a plate of tofu collapsed quickly. Following in the footsteps of sweet and sour pork ribs, it’s gone!
The old man clicked his mouth, his voice was quite soft, and there was a hint of regret. He had eaten quickly, and he still hadn't taken a sip of the porridge in the bowl. Xu Yansheng was always a sensible child, but what else could he say about his grandfather's expression? He didn't understand that he hadn't eaten enough, so he simply picked up a vegetable and put it into his grandfather's bowl.
Caiwowo is a cornbread with vegetables in it, which is more delicious than cornbread. However, he has had enough of it and doesn't like eating it. He can eat most of the steamed buns of Erhe Noodles.
He glared at his little grandson, what a bastard grandson, he knew he didn't like to eat this food but still kept it for himself. I originally wanted to give him a bigger red envelope during the Chinese New Year, but now I think about it, I might as well forget it.
Although Xu Jing had been drinking and chatting with Luo Xiong, he was watching all the disputes at the dinner table. The dishes his wife served were delicious, and they were all cooked by his daughter-in-law. In the past, his impression of his daughter-in-law was He has a good heart. After he came home, he added that he has a good appearance. Then, because of that picture, he got the impression of a high IQ and a quite indifferent person. Now he also added that he has good cooking skills.
It’s just that my son is a bit stupid. What kind of vegetable nests are there for the old man? The conditions were difficult during the war, and the old man was injured from eating wild vegetables. Now he feels worried when he sees this thing, so he quickly turns towards it. The dish in the old man's bowl was gone. Unexpectedly, the old man dodged his son's fast food and said, "You can eat what you have. You don't have to worry about it."
As he said that, he picked up the vegetable wowo and took a bite. The unique smell of cornmeal mixed with the smell of crushed oil residue and leeks hit his nostrils. Just one word: delicious!
Could it be that he hasn't eaten this stuff for too many years, so he has an illusion!
My granddaughter-in-law’s cooking skills are really amazing!
If he had eaten like this during the war, then he still wanted to be as thin as a bamboo pole? If he didn't gain ten pounds, it would be a shame!
