Chapter 114 Rabbit Legs
Qin Qing didn't go anywhere in the afternoon and just stayed at home watching her mother cook.
Zhu Lihua rarely took half a day off.
Soak in the kitchen.
Qin Qing was dumbfounded when he saw Zhu Lihua blocking the window gaps tightly with rags and straw.
Is that so?
Just eat pig offal.
It's not meat yet.
Zhu Lihua looked at her daughter with a funny expression and quickly explained, "The smell is quite strong. Let's keep a low profile."
She had to prepare a pot of stew during the Chinese New Year, so she simply made the brine early.
Seeing his mother take out some spices, Qin Qing suddenly understood.
It turns out that you want to make braised food.
I didn’t realize Zhu Lihua had this skill.
Thinking about the taste, Qin Qing's mouth was watering.
I suddenly felt a little regretful that I only brought back a pig lung.
If I had known earlier, I would have been thicker-skinned and asked Xiao Zhuzhu to give me a few more pig's trotters.
That's beautiful.
Zhu Lihua poured salt and soy sauce into the water in the pot.
Wrap the spices tightly with a piece of cheesecloth.
Put water in a pot to boil.
Then cut the blanched pig lung into pieces of different sizes.
Wait until the soup in the pot gradually boils out its fragrance before adding it in.
Qin Qing couldn't help but feel touched when she smelled the familiar aroma of braised food.
No wonder Song Huilan doesn't want soy sauce anymore.
This is better than eating meat.
So greedy.
No wonder the doors and windows need to be sealed.
About half an hour passed.
Zhu Lihua picked up the braised pig lungs with chopsticks.
He carefully picked up a small piece of rice from the pot, cut a thin slice with a knife and handed it to his daughter's mouth.
"Nannan, try it, is it tasty?"
The hot pork lung slices were still shining with water, and the overbearing aroma kept emanating from them.
Qin Qing had never eaten pig lungs in his previous life, so he was a little resistant.
But he bowed his head in front of such delicious food.
He opened his mouth slightly and bit off a piece of pig lung.
The taste is crispy and full of marinade flavor.
This long-lost taste made Qin Qing quite satisfied.
"tasty!!"
My daughter gave it high praise.
Le Zhu Lihua had a smile on her face.
He quickly picked up another large piece, cut it into evenly thin slices, and placed them in two bowls respectively.
He told his daughter, "When the pig lungs have cooled down, take this bowl to Grandma's house, and this bowl to Liansheng's house, okay?"
The braised food has almost no aroma unless you smell it closely. If you hide it in a basket and cover it tightly, you don’t have to worry about others finding it.
The main reason is that Liansheng helps his daughter too much.
Another good boy.
It seems a bit inappropriate for someone to come over for dinner.
We can't call the whole family over.
After thinking about it, I decided to send him a bowl.
The gift is small but the sentiment is profound.
Qin Qing nodded.
He squatted back in front of the stove and continued to light the fire.
So warm.
…
While everyone is still working and there are fewer people in the village.
Qin Qing went out with the basket on her shoulder.
Let’s go to grandma’s house first.
This time, they welcomed it unanimously.
Even Qin Zegang showed a rare smile.
Staring at her eagerly.
Qin Qing took out the braised pig lungs from the basket awkwardly, and then ran away.
䮍䱕 walked towards Liansheng's uncle's house.
The door was ajar.
I don't know if anyone is at home.
Qin Qing knocked on the door and shouted, "Is anyone there?"
Ye Zi, who was placing firewood in front of the steps, suddenly stood up, rushed to the door at the speed of flying, and opened the door in one go. His strength was so great that the old door creaked and cracked.
Qin Qing: "..."
Didn't this person run away?
Xiaoshan stuck his little head out from the door of the main room.
He greeted, "My brother is not here. He went to chop wood."
It was obvious that two people went up the mountain to chop firewood together.
This wild guy has to run faster.
Arrived home earlier than his brother.
Qin Qing said "oh" and called to the child, "Come here..."
Ignore the person next to you.
She didn't forget what Yang Liansheng said about this man having a mental problem.
What should I do if he hits me just because I say something wrong to him?
I can only communicate with a little kid.
"This is rice for your brother. Save it for you guys to eat tonight."
Qin Qing instructed patiently.
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