Space: The Delicate Wife of a Rough Man in the ’70s

[Sweet Romance + Magical Space + Rugged Male Lead + 1970s Era + Delicate Female Lead + Rebirth]

[Delicate and Gentle Heroine × Loyal but Rough Male Lead]

Song Ruan was the cherished an...

Chapter 93 You Have to Be a Little More Fierce

"No." Song Ruan was quick to intercept her black hand halfway.

After thinking about it, she simply moved her body in front of the boiled fish and blocked it behind her.

Seeing this, Yang's mother also stood up angrily, "Why are you like this? Why are you touching other people's things?"

Yang Moer, who was sitting on a low stool and making a fire, also glared at him.

"Hey, what are you doing? What's the matter? It's not a big deal. Is there any need to be so aggressive? Besides, I didn't even encounter it. Ptah, you are so stingy."

"Besides, I don't want to learn it. It takes so much oil to cook a fish. If I had so much oil, I could easily make a fish that's more delicious than yours."

When the aunt saw this scene, she knew that she would not get any good result today, so she retorted to them a few words and left cursing.

"It's not like I'm drinking your oil, it's none of your business."

Yang Moer muttered softly, and only after the aunt had completely walked out did she pout and complain crisply.

"Huh, she's finally gone. She always takes advantage of us and speaks in a sarcastic tone. She's really annoying."

"To deal with this kind of person, you have to be tough and not indulge her. Otherwise, if she takes advantage of you once, she will think about it a second time. Moreover, she will always be grateful for a little while and grudge you a lot. If you don't let her take advantage of you in the future, she will still confuse right and wrong outside." Song Ruan analyzed to them.

"Now that you mention it, it really is like that! Then I have to be more aggressive next time."

The more Yang's mother thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case.

"Let's not talk about her for now. We still have a small half of the fish fillet left to cook. Let's make the final dish of one fish, three ways to eat it."

"Anyway, Brother Bin won't be home for dinner today, so let's get ready early and eat early."

When Yang Moer heard her mother say this, she nodded happily and agreed, "Yes, yes, let's eat early. I'm hungry."

Song Ruan nodded, "Okay, this last dish is relatively simple and quick."

For this final dish, you only need to coat the remaining fish fillets with a thin layer of cornmeal and fry them directly.

When the fish meat turns slightly golden, add ginger, onion and peppercorns and stir-fry together.

The fish fillets made in this way are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, which not only retains the freshness of the fish but also removes the fishy smell. The addition of ginger, scallions and peppercorns as seasoning can directly stimulate the taste buds and is very delicious when eaten with rice.

So, during the meal, Yang Moer, who usually loved to chatter, was silent.

However, her conflicted look, as she wanted to eat heartily but was afraid of eating too fast and not fully savoring the food, was really hilarious.

After dinner, Song Ruan began to process the remaining fish.

Unlike in the river, fish can't be kept for long at home without running water. So Song Ruan saved two fish for tomorrow's meal, and she planned to use the rest for fried fish.

This is not difficult to make. First, clean the fish, cut it into pieces, dry it, marinate it for a while, and then put it in the oil pan and fry it slowly.

The fish meat that is fried slowly over low heat will be heated evenly, the whole piece of fish will be very tough and chewy, and it will also be easier to preserve.

After the fish is fried, just put it piece by piece into a small jar, add chopped chili and hot oil and store it.

This kind of fried fish in oil can be kept for a month or two without going bad.

Song Ruan put the fish that belonged to her brothers aside according to the distribution to each person when catching fish, and asked them to come and take them later.

Nowadays, when building a house in the village, people usually ask the young and strong laborers in the village to help. They don’t have to pay them, but they have to provide them with two meals a day, lunch and dinner.

Moreover, because it is heavy work, these two meals must have meat. Now with this fried fish, it can be said that a small part of the food problem has been solved.

They ate one of the two portions of braised pork packed from the state-owned restaurant today. Song Ruan took the remaining portion and the dumplings and went out.

While walking on the road, I met the aunt I met today. She was holding an old porcelain bowl and eating under an old tree by the roadside.

Seeing Song Ruan, he immediately mocked, "Oh, you are taking the things and going back to subsidize your mother's family."

It sounded like she was looking for trouble, and Song Ruan didn't tolerate her.

"Isn't it okay to respect your parents? Has your daughter never respected you after getting married?" Song Ruan replied indifferently, but did not stop at all, and did not even give her an extra glance.

"You!" The aunt didn't expect such an answer and didn't know how to refute for a moment.

Moreover, Song Ruan walked away very quickly, so she couldn't try to explain it later. She always felt like there was something pent up in her stomach and she couldn't get it out.

Then she thought of her married daughter, who seldom came home. Sometimes she brought some things with her when she came back, but took them back when she left. It was really like she said, she had never shown any respect to her.

With this comparison, she felt even more aggrieved.

Song Ruan didn't know that a word he said casually hit someone in the heart.

When Song Ruan returned to her home, her family was enjoying the cool shade under a big tree, so she walked over naturally.

"Mom and Dad, brothers, sister-in-law, Xiao Lei, I brought some dumplings, let's have some tea."

The second brother Song Wu's eyes lit up when he saw the delicious food: "Then I'll go make some tea."

Song Ruan handed the braised pork to her mother again, "When I came back in the afternoon, there were a lot of people around our house, so I didn't come in. So I guess I have to put this braised pork aside and eat it tomorrow."

Ye Hongmei didn't answer, but pulled Song Ruan into the room with a serious expression.

Song Ruan followed her in, took out the money she had prepared, and put it in her mother's hand, "Mom, this money is for building a house for our family."

"Take the money back. I borrowed the money from your grandmother to build the house."

Ye Hongmei pursed her lips, and Song Ruan could clearly hear the displeasure in her tone.

Song Ruan walked over, hugged her mother's belly, and leaned her head against her shoulder. "Mom, what's wrong with you? Did I make you angry?"

Being hugged affectionately by her little cotton-padded jacket, even if she was very angry, it would disappear, not to mention that she was not angry with her anyway.

"I'm mad at myself." Ye Hongmei turned around and nodded her head, "Didn't mom tell you not to always think about subsidizing your parents' home, or people will criticize you."

When her mother said this, Song Ruan thought of the aunt who had just mocked her and couldn't help but curl her lips.

"Mom, let them criticize if they want. Do I have to live by their standards? What's more, I'm spending my own money."

"Your money? Where did you get so much money?" Ye Hongmei asked suspiciously.

"I picked wild ginseng in the mountains and sold it for more than 4,000 yuan."

"What???"

After they left the room, the family members sitting in the yard were all dumbfounded when they heard what happened.

Song Wu's eyes were almost filled with envy. "It's the off-season now, so after I finish building the house, I can just go to the mountains to look for wild ginseng every day."

Song's father wisely broke his fantasy, "This kind of thing depends on luck. As the old saying goes, if you don't have that kind of luck, you can't do anything even if you live in the mountains."

Song Ruan also nodded, "That's right, I think the special period is over, and it won't be long before the college entrance examination is resumed. Big brother, second brother, third brother, as soon as you have free time, you should start studying and take the college entrance examination."

Ye Hongmei's eyes lit up. "It's good to go to university. It's good to go to university. Then when the house is built, you don't have to do any housework. You can concentrate on your studies."

Wu Xing also said, "And me, I am also very capable."

Wu Xing couldn't go to school after her mother died, so she only has an elementary school education. Now she is very happy to hear that Song Wen can go to university in the future.

"You don't have to be so nervous." Song Wen's eyes were full of smiles. "We brothers just do our work and study in our spare time. If we start studying now, we are already far ahead of others. It shouldn't be a problem for us to get into university."

Song Cai also agreed: "Brother is right."

Song Wu looked resentful: "You two have always been good at studying, so you must say that. For people like me and my younger sister who are not good at studying, we still have big problems, right?"

Song Ruan: “…”

"Brother, I'm not that bad at studying now, so you can stop bringing this up with your sister and me."

When Song Ruan said this, the family members who knew her well smiled secretly, obviously not believing her. Song Ruan was not angry, and told her her plan, "I want to go to town to study in the spring, second brother, can you come with me?"

Song Wu quickly shook his head, "I won't go. I don't like studying. I like making money. You can just take the college entrance examination. I won't take it."

"Brother, that's not the way it is said. Only by getting into college can you make more money. If you don't believe me, follow your elder and third brothers and go to the cowshed to listen to what those intellectuals have to say."

Song Wu was suspicious: "Really?"

"You'll know if you go and listen."

Song's father nodded with satisfaction: "My little sister has made progress now. It's good that she likes to study. Dad is the first to support her. Just go and study. Dad will support you."

Song Wu glanced at his father and muttered softly, "Dad, my little sister is much richer than you now, so why should I need you to support her?"

Father Song: “…” He was devastated.

Everyone laughed in silence.