at this time.
Grandpa Qin couldn't care less about his big meal.
He immediately put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Grandma Qin nervously and worriedly.
The distressed look was palpable, and he asked eagerly.
"What's going on? My eyes are red even after eating. Is it because the food is not delicious?"
Grandma Qin took out her handkerchief and gently pressed the corners of her eyes.
Although her eyes were red, she still had a smile on her face.
Everyone at the table looked at her worriedly.
Especially Jiang Ning, everyone became nervous.
After all, she cooked this meal herself.
Grandma Qin first shook her head at Grandpa Qin and said "It's okay" several times.
Then he explained to Jiang Ning.
"The food is all delicious, especially delicious. Especially the braised pork with dried plums and vegetables, which is exactly the same as what I ate when I was a child. An Ning, did you put special seasonings in it? This taste... I have been eating it for many years I haven’t even eaten it yet.”
After hearing what Grandma Qin said, the people at the table felt relieved again.
But this seasoning...
Jiang Ning looked at the plate of pork with dried plums and vegetables and thought about it carefully.
The technique she uses is the most conventional "one boil, two fried and three steamed", and the seasonings used are soy sauce and salt.
There is nothing more.
There won't be much difference in taste from what can be made in ordinary restaurants.
If only it made any difference.
That can only be the dried prunes she dried at home——
Thinking of dried prunes, Jiang Ning looked at what was left in Grandma Qin's bowl.
She suddenly realized something.
Jiang Ning looked at Grandma Qin's expectant eyes and said.
"Grandma, it's dried bamboo shoots."
"Dried bamboo shoots?"
Grandma Qin looked surprised and murmured.
She looked at the plate of pork with pickled vegetables and plums again, squinted her eyes, and looked at it carefully.
I took another chopstick and took a few more bites.
After being steamed over high fire, the dried plums are soft and tender.
But when you bite into the dried bamboo shoots that have been filled with juice, they are chewy and crispy.
"That's right, it's dried bamboo shoots! It turns out to be dried bamboo shoots... I asked myself why it's been decades since I tasted the same taste as when I was a kid. Today is thanks to Aning, which fulfills one of my wishes. ”
This thought is a deep homesickness.
Grandma Qin let out a long sigh, and her eyes when looking at Jiang Ning became more gentle and loving.
Grandpa Qin also raised his eyebrows in shock.
He didn't expect that Jiang Ning not only cooked delicious food, but also was so careful in this matter.
Especially after seeing Grandma Qin so happy, even the way he looked at Jiang Ning became more and more appreciative and affirmative.
Some people have chest congestion.
Lin Shijiao took her chopsticks, poked at her rice bowl, and whispered.
"It's just dried bamboo shoots, and it's not dragon meat. What's so special about it?"
"There is really nothing special about dried bamboo shoots. Wherever bamboo grows, there will be bamboo shoots. But the water and soil in each place are different, and the bamboo shoots that grow are also different. Even in the same place, the seasons are different, and the bamboo shoots grow differently. The bamboo shoots that come out are also different, such as spring bamboo shoots and winter bamboo shoots, which have completely different tastes."
Jiang Ning responded calmly.
Her words are soft and gentle, like the water of a small river, which sounds particularly comfortable.
Qin Jiulie asked, "Daughter-in-law, how do you know that the flavor grandma misses is dried bamboo shoots?"
"When we dry prunes in our hometown, it is also the season of spring bamboo shoots. The spring bamboo shoots have a sweet taste, and the fresh spring bamboo shoots stew is delicious. After blanching, drying them together with the prunes can still retain the sweet and refreshing taste. . This is a unique way of cooking in our hometown, which is different from the prune dishes in other places. It happens that my grandma is also from the south, so I took a guess."
Shredded bamboo shoots and dried plum vegetables, Internet picture
Unexpectedly, I guessed it right away.
"Daughter-in-law, you are so awesome."
"Yes, my granddaughter-in-law is really amazing."
"Aning, you really solved a knot in my heart."
There was a lot of joy, and everyone was full of praise for Jiang Ning.
This meal not only leaves a lasting taste in your mouth, but also makes you feel comfortable.
Grandpa Qin finished three bowls of rice in one go, soaked the rice in the soup with dried plums, vegetables and meat, and wanted to lick the bottom of the bowl clean.
In the end, it was Grandma Qin who stopped him and refused to let him eat anymore.
Grandpa Qin still put down his chopsticks.
Also at this time.
Outside the door of the Qin family's courtyard, a group of people came.
This time it was no longer noisy sisters-in-law, but a group of big men in military uniforms.
Commander He, the commander of the first regiment, the commander of the second regiment...battalion commanders and company commanders of all sizes came.
A group of people stood respectfully outside the door, and no one dared to come in directly.
This formation!
Ever since Jiang Ning was a child, he had never seen so many high-ranking military officers except on TV.
They all hurried over after learning that Commander Qin had come to the military camp.
Grandpa Qin at this time.
There was still a little bit of the greedy old man look all over his body, but he had already returned to the unsmiling, calm and dignified old Army Commander Qin.
Jiang Ning was a little flustered.
There was no room for so many people in the living room of their small bungalow.
Not to mention asking people to sit down, there are not even enough cups to pour tea.
Just at this time.
Grandma Qin held Jiang Ning's wrist, pulled her to her side, and said lovingly.
"Aning, this is a matter for the men. Let the men deal with it. We women talk about women. Grandma wants to say a few words of respect to you."
"Okay, grandma."
that's all.
Jiang Ning was pulled away by Grandma Qin and walked into a side room.
…
in the room.
In order to deal with the sudden incident this morning, Jiang Ning woke up in a hurry and had no time to clean up.
Especially on the bed, the sheets and quilts were a bit messy.
Jiang Ning's face felt hot, and he hurriedly pulled the corners of the quilt, barely smoothing it out.
Grandma Qin is a veteran.
How could I not see something?
But she just squinted her eyes and smiled, seeing through it without saying anything, and waited quietly.
After Jiang Ning finished tidying up, the two sat down beside the bed.
Grandma Qin took a delicate handbag with her, which was the same color as the cheongsam she was wearing.
She opened it gently and took out something that made Jiang Ning dumbfounded.
"Aning, this is a meeting gift from your grandparents."
Say this.
A heavy, shiny gold bracelet.
Just like this, it was placed in Jiang Ning's hand.
The look of disbelief on Jiang Ning's face, and the weight in her hands...
It’s really cool! Shen! of!
