The old lady also saw that Su Mingruan didn't listen.
If you can really hear it, you are no longer a young person.
Young people are bold enough to say things like this and refuse to listen.
"Whatever you want to eat tonight, grandma will cook it for you." Xu Aihua said.
Su Mingruan immediately shook his head. Grandma didn't make a lot of vegetable oil and water. Let grandma control the can of lard. It would take more than a year to use it up. Can it be delicious?
That is to say, Dad will be more generous on the day he comes home.
"I'll do it." She walked to the kitchen first.
Farmers generally don't have refrigerators, so there is no meat. There are a few eggplants, cucumbers, some tender cabbages and a handful of freshly cut leeks in the basket.
Eggs from home-raised chickens hang from the roof.
You can roast eggplants, fry cucumbers and eggs, and make leek boxes. As for the cabbage, just boil it with vinegar. Even if there is no meat, it is still very satisfying.
"I'll go find Su Qing to make a fire." Su Mingruan said. It wasn't that she couldn't handle the earthen stove by herself, but she already had a lot of trouble washing and chopping vegetables and controlling the heat. It would be much more comfortable to have someone to make the fire.
"I'll light a fire for you!" Xu Aihua came over and sat in front of the stove.
Su Mingruan hesitated: "How about it's still Su Qing."
"Can she, a little girl, cook as well as I can?" Xu Aihua frowned, feeling something was wrong.
Su Mingruan shook his head: "You are the best at burning milk, but you must not feel bad about the oil!"
"It doesn't hurt." Xu Aihua lowered his head and started to light the fire.
Su Mingruan washed, cut, and prepared vegetables. To braise eggplant, a lot of oil was needed. The white and tender lard in the jar slowly melted after being put into the pot. Xu Aihua's eyes twitched when he saw it.
Who dares to eat oil like this these days?
When visiting relatives, other people would just put a piece of oilcloth on the corners of their mouths and make their mouths shiny, which would make them look more dignified when they walk out of the house.
"Less, put less." Xu Aihua looked at the large pieces of oil, his heart ached badly, he could probably eat it for a week at least.
Su Mingruan shook his head: "Grandma, it won't be fragrant without it. You can just light the fire."
The corner of Xu Aihua's mouth twitched. If he had known, he would not let this girl enter the kitchen today. One eggplant uses a lot of oil, and the oil in the two vegetable jars will be bottomless.
That's what I say, but the fragrance is also really fragrant.
Xu Aihua smelled the smell and looked at the fried vegetables. They were obviously vegetarian and smelled better than Chinese New Year meat.
The remaining vegetables are fried, and the steamed buns in the small pot next door are also hot.
People working in the fields came back one after another.
When these people returned home, they smelled the aroma and immediately looked towards the kitchen: "It smells so good. Is it Sister Ruan Ruan cooking?"
The smartest Su Qing's eyes lit up and she ran towards inside.
The neighbors living around me were all aroused by the smell.
The smarter ones couldn't help but mutter, why does Sudani's cooking smell so good?
I haven't seen Wu Chunmei and Xu Aihua doing well either. Could it be that they are talented.
Those who were not so smart walked directly towards the courtyard of the second room where Wu Chunmei lived, took Wu Chunmei's hand and asked: "Why is your eldest daughter so good at cooking? Did you teach her? You can teach us too." .”
The expression on Wu Chunmei's face froze.
Is the food cooked by Sudani delicious? How is it possible? After all these years, that damn girl has never been in the kitchen under her guidance. She was praised for saying she couldn't tell the difference between salt and sugar.
It can't even burn well.
How is it possible to make good food first-hand?
"Is her cooking delicious? I don't know. Maybe the person in front of me taught her how to cook it. She doesn't even cook it at home." With a stiff smile on her face, Wu Chunmei started talking nonsense with her neighbors.
"That's right. Su Dani's biological mother was really good-looking, her cooking was delicious, and she was good at reading and learning. It's a pity that she ran away the year the college entrance examination resumed." The person couldn't help but sigh as he spoke.
Wu Chunmei's face suddenly turned dark.
"What are you talking about? The one in front of Jianguo obviously died early. He ran away."
"Yes, yes, he is dead. The grass on his grave is three meters high!" The man reached out and slapped himself on the face a few times, then went to the kitchen to take a look at the food Wu Chunmei had cooked.
Although there are eggs and meat on the dinner table, which is considered to be of the highest quality in the village, the aroma is not as rich as that in the Su family's big room.
After a few glances, Su Jianguo left.
Su Nian walked up to Wu Chunmei in the yard and said, "Mom, what do you mean by what she said? That bad-hearted girl's mother ran away with someone?"
"How can he? He died and his grave is buried in the east of the village. People in the village like to talk nonsense. Don't listen to the wind or the rain." Wu Chunmei patted Su Nian on the shoulder and pulled her to eat together.
People in the big house also eat together.
Su Zhanxi reported at the dinner table the income brought by the monkey these days. He personally earned more than three yuan a day, and this week, he earned 21 yuan.
"It seems that Shuang Zhihou's business can still run for three or two weeks. At that time, I can save 70 yuan here." He paused here and looked at Su Mingruan and Su Jianshe: "Sister Ruan Ruan , Dad, I’m going to go to the county to find a way to make money after I lose my cicada monkey. Business is not easy to do. I’m thinking that I can do small jobs on construction sites. I’ll get to know more people, and maybe I can get hired. I’m taking the villagers to do some of the work.”
Su Mingruan was slightly surprised.
Isn't this just a simple construction site job?
There were no formal construction companies at this time.
If you start as a contractor, you might be able to start a company.
Construction companies and decoration companies all have a future in the future.
After all...the country is developing rapidly, and now there are bungalows and small houses everywhere, but in a few years, everything you see will be high-rise buildings.
"I support it, but I have a suggestion for Brother Zhanxi. It's best to study and take the night college entrance examination while working. Academic qualifications will be quite useful in the future." After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and continued to eat.
Su Zhanxi received Su Mingruan's approval and turned to look at Su Jianshe.
Su Jianshe was still a little hesitant. He always felt that leaving the village was a bit risky.
But the most knowledgeable person in the family thought the idea was good: "Let's collect the cicadas first. If you want to work hard, I won't stop you. But after selling the cicadas, the monkeys will be harvested in the autumn. After the autumn harvest, there will be no work in the fields. You Only then can you go out and give it a try. The crops at home cannot be delayed."
Su Zhanxi nodded immediately, it would be good to go out after the autumn harvest.
Many people his age in the village are farming at home.
Su Qing and Su Xiaohui kept eating.
They are qualified to listen to important matters discussed at home.
But if you want to participate, forget it!
They are not qualified at the moment.
Too young.
It’s not their turn to pick up trash.
Fortunately, the food cooked by Sister Ming Ruan is delicious. It is obviously an old eggplant. It is mixed with a lot of oil and starch. It is so delicious and fragrant. If it were in grandma's hands, it would not taste like a penny. How much difference.
Early the next morning.
Su Mingruan started a life of selling clothes.
It’s still hot in mid-July, so windbreaker suits are not as seasonal as skirts, but most of the clothing is sold in advance. Winter clothes start to be sold in autumn, and summer clothes start to be displayed in spring.
She placed the entire set of matching clothes on the open space opposite the Civil Affairs Bureau.
She had a silk scarf wrapped around her neck, a light-colored striped shirt, and light-colored trousers. As for the khaki coat and beige coat, she didn't wear them. She just hung them on a hanger on a stand. If she wore them, It would kill her, it was so hot.
