Li Laifu took down the cured pheasant hanging from the beam. It was the only old lady's house that dared to hang it like this. After all, no outsiders came to his house, and one of the old couple was always at home. He stewed chicken nuggets with potatoes, mixed with a few kilograms of noodles, kneaded them and put them Are you adding heat to the pot?
I chatted with the old man and old lady for a while, smoked two cigarettes, and the noodles were ready in more than half an hour.
The chicken is stewed under the large pot and the steamed buns are steamed above.
Bruce Lee, Bruce Lee brothers were on fire.
The old lady looked at the big steamed buns and asked with great distress: "Grandson, didn't you mix in the cornmeal?"
"Grandma, didn't I tell you that you should eat well every day and let my grandpa drink well so that you don't have to worry about food in the future."
"Why!"
The old lady listened to her eldest grandson's words and agreed.
Old Li drank the leftover Maotai from lunch, while Li Laifu didn't drink. He ate big steamed buns with the old lady and his two younger brothers.
Li Laifu was very happy. The old lady chewed the white flour steamed buns slowly, and the two younger brothers were like hungry wolves, eating the steamed buns bigger than their faces.
"Brother, this steamed bun is so delicious," Li Xiaohu said intermittently.
The old lady smiled and said: "It's delicious. Remember your big brother!"
This old lady left Li Laifu speechless. This is really his grandson!
"I know, grandma, when I grow up, I will be good to my eldest brother, and I will listen to my eldest brother!" Li Xiaohu said seriously after swallowing a mouthful of steamed buns.
"Xiaohu, you are the most obedient. Grandma will give you a piece of meat."
There was a sound of footsteps, and the second uncle and second aunt came back.
The four of them were eating, and neither Xiaolong nor Xiaohu looked back at his parents.
"Dad, Mom, what you are eating are not pure flour steamed buns, are they?"
The old lady glanced at the couple, took the steamed bun and opened it and said proudly: "It's not a pure noodle steamed bun, what kind of steamed bun is it? Look at whether this steamed bun is white, Xiaohu, Xiaolong, tell your parents if it tastes good?"
"Dad...Mom, this steamed bun...is so fragrant and delicious?"
"Second uncle, second aunt, there is still more in the pot. Can you go get it?"
The second aunt looked at the old lady. The old lady glared at them both and said, "If you want to eat, go and get it. I am the stepmother! You want to eat something and you still look at me? But..."
Li Laifu had already guessed what the old lady was going to say next, and said hurriedly: "Grandma, let's eat quickly. My second uncle's food will be gone soon."
"Hey! My eldest grandson is better."
The second uncle was not polite, so he went to the pot and took a big steamed bun, broke it open and gave his wife half of it.
The second aunt broke into pieces of steamed buns and ate them little by little and said, "Laifu is so capable. We have all borrowed from Laifu and enjoyed the blessings of Laifu."
The old lady liked hearing this, so she quickly picked up a piece of chicken and put it on a steamed bun for her and said, "Have some food."
The second uncle looked down at his wife.
When Li Laifu was full, he put down his chopsticks and said, "Second Aunt, don't rush back after dinner later. Take out the cotton and cloth, and slowly make the mattress and quilt with grandma. Make a little bit a day but make sure to make it thicker." .”
"Okay!" Second Aunt nodded and agreed.
The old lady was about to speak, but Li Laifu knew her so well now that he took out another 20 kilograms of cotton coupons from his pocket and said, "Grandma! Look, I still have cotton coupons."
The old lady touched Li Laifu's back with a smile on her face and said, "My eldest grandson is so smart. He already knows what I am going to say."
Li Laifu stood up and sat on the edge of the Kang, lighting a cigarette and said, "Second uncle, sit here and eat. Are there any other dishes?"
Looking at the two younger brothers, they were wearing noodle bags some time ago? There will definitely not be any cotton-padded clothes either.
Li Laifu said to the old lady: "There are still a few months until winter. I will slowly collect cotton and fabrics. By then, our family, grandparents, uncles and aunts will all have cotton-padded clothes to wear. Grandma, you and grandpa will all have cotton-padded clothes." Listen to me, your task is to keep your body in good shape and prepare to help me take care of my son in the future."
Old Man Li was the first to nod and said: "I listen to my grandson, and I also want to take my great-grandson around the village."
"You know how to listen to your grandson, and I also listen to my eldest grandson," the old lady also expressed her position.
Xiaohu finally stopped eating and asked, "Brother, do I also have cotton clothes to wear?"
Li Laifu said proudly: "Of course you are my brother."
Li Xiaohu nodded and said: "That's great, thank you, brother. I will be your younger brother for the rest of my life, and I will never be your elder brother."
It made everyone laugh.
After dinner, the second aunt and the old lady made a mattress with needle and thread. Li Laifu specially made an oil lamp with a small dish. In the past, the old couple was reluctant to use kerosene like this. How could Li Laifu feel sorry for these things?
The two overfed boys lay on the kang and rolled around.
Li Laifu, Old Man Li, and Li Chongwu were smoking and chatting in the courtyard.
"Mom, why do you think Laifu is so capable? Eating white flour steamed buns and chicken? We couldn't even dream of it before. Look, how can we make such a thick mattress with this cotton?"
The old lady scratched her head with a needle a few times, sharpened the needle and said, "The key is that my eldest grandson is still filial."
Then he looked at Li Laifu in the courtyard through the moonlight and said, "I will listen to my eldest grandson from now on."
"Mom! What you said is right. I heard that Laifu is right. This child will definitely have great abilities in the future."
"Yeah!" The old lady smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth while spreading cotton.
Li Laifu and the other three were sitting and chatting, when they suddenly remembered something, Zhou Cheng's tea.
I quickly got up and went to the room to open my schoolbag. In fact, I took out a small handful of tea leaves in the space, picked up the teapot on the table, and put the tea leaves in it.
In later generations, he often made Kung Fu tea. Later..., his uncles forcibly changed his tea drinking habit.
He took two teacups, a small bowl, and a stool. Seeing Li Laifu busy, Old Man Li asked: "Grandson, what are you busy with?"
After Li Laifu poured the tea, Old Man Li pulled out the flashlight from his waist and shined it on it. The green tea had a tangy aroma.
Picking up the lid of the teapot and looking inside, the old man asked in surprise: "Grandson, are all your tea leaves whole?"
Li Laifu picked up the small tea cup and took a sip, nodded and said: "How can your grandson and I drink that tea foam?"
"Dad, you can use a teacup! I'll just use a small bowl," Li Chongwu arranged.
Old Man Li said with a distressed expression: "It's a pity. My grandson will put less tea next time. There is a bunch of tea leaves in the teapot. This kind of good tea can just borrow the flavor."
Li Chongwu, who originally went to bed as soon as it got dark, didn't feel sleepy anymore after drinking tea.
At around nine o'clock, the old lady and the second aunt worked for more than three hours and finally put down the mattress.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law touched the mattress with their hands and were very happy. "Grandma, how about I lie down and play for a while?" Xiaohu was already eager to try.
"Get out of here, you dare to lie on my new mattress like a little clay monkey," the old lady laughed and cursed.
