Xu Xianhua skillfully cut the pork fat into small pieces, put it into the pot and slowly boiled it. After a while, a large jar of snow-white lard was fried out.
As the oil temperature rises, golden and crispy oil residue gradually emerges in the pot, and the aroma fills the air.
She happily scooped up the oil residue and divided it into two plates.
On one of the plates, Xu Xianhua lightly sprinkled some salt on it, and the salty and fragrant smell instantly hit her nose.
She stewed the other dish with fresh cabbage, and the two blended together, exuding a mouth-watering aroma.
At this time, the entire corridor was filled with tempting fragrance.
After all, most kitchens in this era were just simple little tents built in the corner of the corridor.
People cook here with no privacy at all, and with good ventilation, the rich aroma is easily carried by the wind.
After smelling the fragrance, some children nearby could no longer resist the temptation of delicious food and ran to the corridor to stroll back and forth.
Song Jianshe looked at these greedy little guys and thought that they were all neighbors living in the same compound, so he shamelessly went to the wife and begged her for a small bowl of oil residue.
Returning to the children, Song Jianshe, like a child king, carefully distributed the oil residue equally to each child.
Although each person only got a tiny bit, for these children who rarely eat meat on a daily basis, this little bit of oil residue was enough to make them feel extremely surprised.
The children used their tender little hands to gently pick up a small piece of oil residue, as if they were holding the most precious treasure in the world.
They first carefully sniffed the tempting aroma of the oil residue, then slowly stretched out their tongues and licked it gently.
The little bit of fat melted on the tip of the tongue, and the satisfaction it brought made every child's face bloom with a bright smile.
After tasting this rare delicacy, the children sincerely thanked the person who gave them this surprise:
"Thank you, Uncle Song~"
"Thank you, Mr. Song~"
"Thank you, Uncle Song~"
Then, he ran downstairs happily and skipping, ready to go home for lunch.
Jiang Yang's face was filled with a bright smile, and he shouted loudly in the direction of his uncle:
"Uncle, your aunt is calling you home for dinner!"
Hearing his nephew's energetic voice, Song Jianshe was delighted and quickly responded:
"Okay! I'll be right there!"
Before he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to stretch out his strong and powerful legs and stride towards home.
When you walk into the house, the first thing that catches your eye is the neatly arranged dining table.
At this time, the dishes and chopsticks have been carefully prepared on the dining table, as if waiting for the arrival of the host.
On the cabinet next to it, there was a bottle of unopened wine.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Song Jianshe laughed and turned to Jiang Yang and said:
"Just sit there and wait. I'll open this bottle of good wine. We uncle and nephew should have a good drink today!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yang nodded repeatedly, and hurriedly responded to his uncle's words:
"Okay, okay, I will definitely drink with you today, uncle!"
"Xiao Su, sit next to me and let's eat our own food."
Xu Xianhua said sympathetically that few lesbians like to drink.
The smell of alcohol was so suffocating that if her nephew and his wife hadn't come to visit, she wouldn't have allowed the head of the household to drink.
"Well, I'll listen to my aunt."
Su Miantang just felt that her aunt was considerate and it would be okay to be closer to her.
In this way, they spent an extremely pleasant time at their uncle's house. After eating and drinking, time unknowingly came to around three o'clock in the afternoon.
The sun is still scorching hot at this time, but the breeze brings a hint of coolness, making people feel particularly comfortable.
After the two said goodbye to their uncle's family, Su Miantang got on the brand new bicycle with a light and agile figure.
Jiang Yang sat in the back seat. Although he was a little tipsy and his cheeks were as red as a ripe apple, he still remembered to sit still.
He stretched out his arms and hugged his wife's slender and soft waist tightly, as if he was afraid that she would fall off the car if she was not careful.
Half an hour later, accompanied by the clear and pleasant ringing sound——
"Ding-ling-ling~"
The brand new bicycle slowly drove into Hanshan Village.
Its appearance was like a beautiful landscape, instantly attracting the attention of many villagers.
Everyone put down their work, gathered around curiously, and talked about it in a buzzing voice.
"Wow! Did the Jiang family buy a new bicycle? This one is so beautiful!"
"Look at the young couple from the third branch of the Jiang family, how well-matched they are!"
"Oh my, I'm so envious!"
For a moment, exclamations and envy were heard one after another, and the whole village became lively because of the arrival of this bicycle.
Su Miantang would just nod politely to those she knew.
When faced with unfamiliar faces, they choose to ignore them as if they don't exist at all.
At this moment, fate seemed to have arranged a conflict.
When Su Miantang walked to the corner, he ran into Liu Yiyi who was surrounded by a young man who was paying him great attention.
The man had a big smile on his face and was talking incessantly, trying to please the beauty.
Liu Yiyi heard the noise and turned to look.
When their eyes met, Su Miantang's eyes revealed undisguised contempt, and even a hint of obvious provocation.
She seemed to be declaring to Liu Yiyi in this way:
"Even if you're the most popular heroine, so what? I still won't take you seriously!"
Liu Yiyi's eyes fell on the bicycle Su Miantang was riding. In an instant, she felt a tingling pain in the palm of her hand.
In her opinion, all of this should have belonged to her!
It’s all Su Miantang’s fault. He took her things and her person!
At this moment, Su Miantang's eyes, full of provocation and contempt, pierced into her heart like a sharp blade, as if mercilessly mocking her arrogance.
Under such a sharp contrast, Liu Yiyi's anger burned fiercely.
She clenched her teeth tightly, trying hard not to let her anger burst out, but her heart was already turbulent and difficult to calm down.
"Make way~"
Su Miantang didn't slow down, and passed by him while talking.
The bicycle brought up a gust of wind, which brushed against Liu Yiyi's face, causing pain.
"Yiyi, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Dahai looked bewildered, and felt that Yiyi looked unhappy.
"Comrade Jiang, how many times have I told you not to call me Yiyi? You should call me Comrade Liu!"
Liu Yiyi gritted her teeth and said, "Damn it, Jiang Dahai is too honest and simple-minded. He has no sense of propriety at all!"
If the other person wasn't strong enough to help her with the work, she wouldn't bother...
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