After a night of silence, I woke up early in the morning and saw a world covered in silver. The snow on the ground was more than a foot thick, and it didn't stop snowing all night.
After getting up early in the morning and washing up, Yang Dongxu went to the kitchen to turn on the stove and other things.
Yang Dongxu and Zhou Ya both came back. In order to add some popularity and fireworks to the house in the old house, Yang's mother said that breakfast and everything else would be eaten in the courtyard.
It just so happened that the house on the street was not far from the old house. It only took a few steps to get up in the morning.
I have steamed buns for breakfast. The steamed buns were made last night. There is no need to put them in the refrigerator in this weather. After wrapping them, just find something to cover them and put them in the kitchen.
First turn on the stove to boil water and add heat to the steamer. When the water in the pot boils, take it out of the steamer and put the buns in. My grandparents and uncle’s family will also come over for breakfast.
So I steamed more than 20 cages. The stove was originally used to steam steamed buns. It was an iron stove with three holes the size of footballs on the top. It was enough to put a steamer on top of the underground boiling water. The more than 20 cages were divided into three pillars and they were not very high.
In addition to the stove for steaming buns, Yang Dongxu opened two other stoves. There was a deep bucket-like pot sitting on the second stove. It's the same pot that some breakfast vendors use to serve porridge and stock.
There are some braised foods cooked in the pot, such as dried tofu, peeled eggs, meatballs, pig's trotters and pig head meat.
The base soup for the braised pot is made by Xiaomei Dandan Farmhouse, so it is full of flavor and the stewed food is very delicious.
Every day, you just need to add appropriate seasonings, salt and water into it to ensure that the soup has enough flavor. You can throw in whatever you want to eat and marinate it. For example, there are a few large beef stick bones in it at this time.
After all, my grandparents, Mr. Xuan and his father-in-law are old. Even for a man with good teeth like Mr. Xuan, eating meat is a bit troublesome.
So this year I got a stew pot like this. I can throw whatever meat I want to eat into it and stew it until it is so tender that I can even eat it without teeth.
A few beef stick bones were prepared for Dongjie and Xiao Wenchen, and of course Yang Dongxu, a carnivore, was indispensable.
The stove for braised pork uses briquettes instead of firewood for steaming buns. The fire cannot be cut off under the pot for braised pork, so a coal stove is most suitable. Block the air inlet of the coal stove the night before so that the pot can maintain a certain temperature overnight.
Steaming steamed buns needs to be done quickly, so when you get up in the morning, it is faster to just burn firewood.
The third stove is also a coal stove, and there is also a deep barrel-shaped iron pot sitting on it. Chicken soup is simmering in it. The authentic old hen soup has two old hens in it.
It's not the simplified version of chicken soup cooked in a chicken rack that you buy in some snack bars to save costs.
The chicken soup was almost cooked last night, and it sat on the coal stove to keep it warm all night. Now you just need to turn on the stove and grill it over high heat to drink it.
This is not for drinking directly but for making egg soup. Here in Anhui Province, this is called soup. It means breaking an egg into a soup bowl, then stirring it with chopsticks, and scooping out the boiled chicken soup with a spoon to drink it like this.
If you like coriander, add coriander, if you like shrimp, add some shrimp, or add a little pepper, and leave nothing else in.
It tastes so much better to eat steamed buns and drink a bowl of soup on a cold winter morning.
All three stoves were ready. Yang Dongxu couldn't go out for a run because of the snow, so Yang Dongxu first cleared an area in the yard to do boxing and move his body.
When he got up, Zhou Ya also got up to make porridge. She had a lighter taste in the morning, so she prepared to make some porridge and porridge. Sometimes Zhuo Qing'er drinks porridge, and sometimes he likes to drink soup, so he boils it a little longer.
At this time, Yang’s mother also started to come over to help. After a while, Father Yang and his uncle also came over with wooden sticks to help clear the snow.
The courtyard of the old house is too large, so we don’t care about other things. Just clear the snow on the road in and out and in the yard in front of the main house, but we won’t do anything else.
Porridge is not porridge, so it only takes more than half an hour. When the buns on the stove are steamed, the porridge is also ready. Then he shouted and started to eat.
No one else touched the contents of the stew pot, except Yang Dongxu and the two long-bodied children who happily gnawed on a cow bone, even in the early morning.
Then Mr. Xuan ate a few pieces of fat and tender pig head meat. Others either drink soup or porridge, and then eat steamed buns to feel full.
"Mom, let's make some vegetarian dumplings tonight and eat them tomorrow morning. I'll start eating meat in the morning and I'm going to gain weight again." Zhuo Qing'er said to the mutton dumplings in front of her.
Her stomach was obviously full, but the mutton stuffed buns were so delicious that she couldn't help but eat two more. Only a few days after returning, she felt that meat was starting to appear on her face.
"What's wrong with eating fatter? You were too thin before." Yang's mother said with a smile.
In the eyes of the elders, children must eat fat to be healthy. When they saw Zhuo Qing'er who was a little thin to maintain her figure. Yang’s mother kept asking if Yang Dongxu abused her by not giving him food.
Compared with Zhuo Qing'er's weight loss, Zhou Ya made Yang's mother very satisfied. In fact, it is not only men who gain weight as they age, women also gain weight.
However, Zhou Ya can't be considered fat, but rather rounded and wealthy. The body shape and temperament at this time are somewhat similar to Jiang Shan who sang "Dream Water Village".
When you smile, you feel very friendly. You don’t need to hold any shelves, just sit there, and you will feel elegant and dignified.
"Don't be too fat. I am a fashion designer. If you are too fat, it will affect the customer's senses when designing for the customer." Zhuo Qing'er stuffed a bun into his mouth and left the dining table with great perseverance.
In fact, she also likes to eat soup in the morning, but the steamed stuffed buns stuffed with mutton in the morning are so fragrant that she can't help it. Coupled with a bowl of chicken soup full of vitality, this... I probably won't be able to stop gaining ten pounds in the next year.
So she chooses to drink porridge like Zhou Ya. Others drink porridge and add too much soup, and occasionally change the taste. She drinks porridge simply because she doesn't want to gain weight.
"Wen Chen, have you finished eating?"
A group of children ran into the yard. Children in rural areas are very sensible no matter how they go to school. For example, when I came to play with Dongjie and Wenchen, I saw that the Yang family was eating. They just shouted in the yard and did not go to the dining table.
"Have you eaten Da Mao? Come over and have some?" Yang Dongxu asked.
"I've eaten, uncle."
"Come, come, come and chew the bones." Yang's mother stood up and greeted the children in the yard.
"I really enjoyed it, grandma. Xiao Wenchen, come out and play in the snow quickly. We'll wait for you over there." Da Mao replied with a smile, and then saw the wooden sticks that had just been removed from the snow placed under the corridor next to him, "Grandpa, Then you can use me to build a snowman."
"Just play next to it, don't go to the house trench, be careful not to slip in." Father Yang said quickly, looking at the few children who were resisting the wood lifting.
"No, Grandpa, we are not stupid. Let's go and build a snowman."
"Let's go." A group of little kids shouted, carrying wooden sticks and starting to attack the snowman.
"I'm stuffed."
"I'm full too."
Dongjie and Xiao Wenchen, who were enjoying their meal, suddenly couldn't sit still as if they had spikes on their butts.
"After you finish chewing the bones, who will eat the half-eaten food?" The aunt slapped Dongjie unceremoniously on the back of the head.
Zhou Ya glanced at Xiao Wenchen. Xiao Wenchen, who was happily preparing to run away, immediately stopped.
Looking back, he saw that the bones in his position were very clean, he had finished a bowl of soup, and a basket of steamed buns. He breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "I've finished eating."
After noticing that Zhou Ya looked away, he did not immediately run to play. Instead, he turned to look at Yang Dongjie and said, "Uncle, eat quickly."
"Here it comes, here it comes." Yang Dongjie chewed up the few pieces of meat on the bones in his hands three times and swallowed it straight down his neck.
He casually threw the bone to the big dog that had been waiting around him for a long time. The two of them washed their hands and wiped their faces first, and then started running to the side.
A group of children over there have already piled out the belly of the snowman below, and are using wooden sticks to beat it together, ready to build the snowman's head.
"I'll use the carrot as a nose for the snowman." Xiao Wenchen shouted.
"Get a few more. There's a lot of snow here, so let's pile up a few more." Dongjie waved his hand and told him to hurry up and get it. He took the wooden stick from a little kid and ran to a farther place. Push the snow over.
When the two children ran out, Zhuo Qing'er followed them with interest, and then Zhou Ya also went over.
I left the matter of collecting the bowls to my mother and aunt Yang Dongxu and quickly ran away.
"ah......"
After a while, Zhuo Qing'er's screams came from outside. It turned out that she originally wanted to build a snowman with the children and saw how beautiful the bamboo forest was, so she went to play in the bamboo forest.
Many bamboos are bent down by the weight of snow above them, and they are indeed very beautiful covered with snow. As soon as he walked in, Yang Dongxu kicked the bamboo next to him and ran away.
The falling clumps of snow frightened Zhuo Qing'er into screaming, and then he started to chase Yang Dongxu from behind while gritting his teeth.
When the children saw the fun, they all ran towards the bamboo forest. Some kicked the bamboos to trick others, but they slipped and fell, causing them to trick themselves.
After a while, a group of children who originally made snowmen turned into snowball fights. Among them, Yang Dongxu is the most powerful, with the wooden stick in his hand dancing like a tiger.
When others have a snowball fight, they make a snow ball and throw it out. When he makes a snowball fight, he lifts the snow with a hoe and a tree, and then throws it directly away without angering the enemy or himself. His taunting skills are fully activated.
He quickly became a public enemy and was chased and beaten by two adults, Zhuo Qing'er and Zhou Ya, as well as a group of half-grown children and brats.
"How old are you? You have children, and you still look like a little boy." Seeing her son being surrounded by a group of people, Yang's mother snorted.
If it weren't for the fact that the son already has a son, there is also a daughter-in-law beside him.
She must have rushed over with the bamboo sticks to let Yang Dongxu reminisce about his childhood.
But even though he was humming, he couldn't help but smile.
