Mrs. Liu's arm holding the firewood paused slightly, "Not to mention, according to your analysis, it seems that it is really the case."
"But having said that, has Mr. Li come to our house again in the past few days?"
In the past few days, Ms. Liu was angry with her family and locked herself in the room and slept for three days and three nights.
He eats, drinks, and relieves himself in his own room, which is brought in by his daughter-in-law Liu Jinchuan.
Anyway... Yang Huaming has already moved out of his house. From now on, the house belongs to him alone. He can do whatever he wants, and no one can control it!
However, after only three days of such debauched freedom, Mrs. Liu couldn't stand it anymore. She gathered her mood and walked out of the house, getting along with the rest of the family in a pleasant manner, as if what happened before had never happened.
"I remember that last time Li Laoer gave us more than half a basket of loaches and river fish," Ms. Liu said.
"A few days ago, I sent five or six white melons to our family, saying they were grown at home."
"Did Mr. Li come here during the three days I was recovering at home?"
Liu Jinchuan was busy patting cucumbers. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled faintly at Mrs. Liu: "Mother, I was just about to tell you that Li Laoer came over again yesterday and gave our family five kilograms of pounded glutinous rice."
"Has it been pounded? Has it been peeled and shelled?" Mrs. Liu asked a little unbelievingly.
Liu Jinchuan nodded, "Yes, the clean glutinous rice is said to be grown at home, so we can have a taste of it here."
A smile suddenly appeared on Ms. Liu's face, "That's good, when Mr. Kang comes home later, you tell him and ask him and his father to take some time to eat rice cakes!"
"Make rice cakes?" Liu Jinchuan opened his eyes in surprise.
"Mom, not to mention that five pounds of glutinous rice can't make many rice cakes, but this process is too laborious!"
"What do you want to eat with these five pounds of glutinous rice?" Ms. Liu asked.
Liu Jinchuan said: "How about cooking Bazhen rice?"
The so-called Bazhen rice is made of honey, brown sugar, red beans, kidney beans, peanuts, red dates, and peanuts as auxiliary ingredients, and is boiled together with glutinous rice.
When it's done, put it into a unique mold and dig it out with a spoon. If it's pressed tightly, you have to use a knife to cut it and eat it. It's sweet and full of flavor.
"It's a pity that there are no hawthorns. Otherwise, if I put some chopped hawthorns or something, the cooked hawthorn eight delicacies rice would be delicious. It's sour and sweet!"
Speaking of sour things, Liu Jinchuan's longing tears couldn't stop flowing from the corners of his mouth.
Not to mention Mrs. Liu who was sitting at the mouth of the stove, her saliva flowing back into a river.
"Jinchuan'er, you cook the Bazhen rice. Give me the hawthorn pieces and I'll borrow them for you."
"Ah? Mom, where are you going to take advantage of me?" Liu Jinchuan asked curiously.
Mrs. Liu pointed to the Luo family next door: "Where else can we go? Then we must go to Qing'er. Her family lacks everything!"
Liu Jinchuan's face showed a bit of embarrassment, "Mom, why don't you give it up? Ever since Sister Qing'er took in the Da Mo family last time, you were so angry that you didn't go to the Luo family for half a month."
"It's not good to borrow hawthorn from someone else just to satisfy your cravings, isn't it?"
Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes at Liu Jinchuan and said disapprovingly: "You don't understand this. Just because I went to borrow hawthorn from the Luo family, this is a good excuse to go there!"
"If you don't have this excuse, you can't just run over there looking for trouble, right?"
Ms. Liu was a man of action. She immediately put down the fire stick in her hand and stood up. She didn't even bother to pat the straw on her pants. She raised her legs and rushed towards the door of the kitchen.
Liu Jinchuan tried to stop him, but he couldn't.
"Hey, mother is so impatient..."
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At the same time, the Luo family.
Blacksmith Luo and Xiaojie's father were taking turns swinging hammers in the backyard. In the deep stone trough in front of them, there was a steaming ball of glutinous rice noodles.
The glutinous rice noodles became stringy with each hammer blow. Yang Ruoqing, Wang Cuilian, and Tuan Tuan Yuan all gathered around to watch.
After a while, Wang Cuilian stepped forward and pinched a handful of the glutinous rice dough inside to see how far the heat had reached.
The two little guys kept asking: "Grandma, are the rice cakes ready?"
"When can we eat it?"
Wang Cuilian smiled and responded to their inquiries over and over again.
"Soon, soon."
"I'll make chicken fried rice cake for you later!"
"Grandma, I also want to eat something sweet."
"Okay, grandma can also make sweet and sour rice cakes."
"I want to eat something deep-fried and covered in yellow powder!"
"Yellow powder? What is that?"
"Auntie, Tuan Tuan should be talking about soybean flour. I gave it to them last time."
"Oh, it turns out to be soybean flour? Okay, okay, grandma will grind the soybean flour later."
"What else do the children want to eat? Tell me. Grandma won't do anything but just give you the whole meal..."
"Grandma, I want to eat..."
"Grandma, and I..."
Looking at the two little guys holding their left and right thighs respectively, with a small mouth on the left and a small mouth on the right, chattering non-stop, Wang Cuilian bent down and responded hurriedly.
When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Tiejiang saw this scene, their faces were full of joy.
The Luo family actually doesn't have any land for farming. This glutinous rice was delivered by Li Laoer two days ago.
Ten kilograms of glutinous rice were given as a gift, and each grain was plump.
The Luo family knew that the Li brothers sent glutinous rice to their family, and they must be grateful for taking care of their brothers' errand business before. Moreover, Yang Ruoqing also promised to allocate the errand of building a house to Luo Baobao's camp to the three brothers after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
So on the one hand, the three brothers were grateful for the Luo family's care, and on the other hand, they wanted to curry favor, or please, so they gave the Luo family ten kilograms of the glutinous rice they had just harvested this season to try out.
Today, Wang Cuilian and Luo Tiejiang discussed how to fix the glutinous rice.
Ten pounds of glutinous rice was soaked overnight to absorb enough water. Wang Cuilian got up early in the morning to prepare the glutinous rice in a big pot.
Ten kilograms of glutinous rice is steamed in a big pot full of glutinous rice. The fragrance... is so layered!
Then he scooped out half the pot and pounded it into cakes.
Yang Ruoqing took half of the remaining pot, added minced ginger, chopped green onion, salt and other seasonings, put it into a square mold as big as the palm of your hand, pressed it tightly, and planned to put it back into the oil pan to fry the glutinous rice cakes.
Although she had a huge sum of money in her bank card in her previous life, her breakfast was very simple.
Her favorites are rice cakes and chive boxes sold on the roadside for 1 and 50 cents each. When she is in a good mood, she will pair them with a box of sweet soy milk or sweet tofu.
Whether squatting on the curb to eat, sitting on a bench in the park, or sharing a table with other diners in a ten-square-meter breakfast shop, feeling the fireworks in the city gas……
In short, no matter where I am, I will never get tired of eating glutinous rice cakes every day.
