Chapter 232
A very soft "Mom" was called out, and Wu Wan felt as if the world had become quiet.
It was so quiet that the childish voice of "Mom" kept echoing in her ears and mind, and so quiet that she could once again hear her own heartbeat, which was not strong but slightly rapid.
Perhaps the daughter was indeed a piece of flesh that fell off her mother's body, so that even though Wu Wan had never seen her before, she felt palpitations when the child called her "Mom".
The eyes that she thought had run dry of tears became sore again. She used her eyes to carefully describe the girl's facial features that were somewhat similar to hers and her husband's. After a long while, she nodded in panic: "Then can I call you A Yin? I... where are you studying now?"
She finally felt the reality of her biological daughter returning to her, and her actions and words seemed somewhat at a loss.
Wu Yin was not much better than her. Even though she told herself a thousand times and ten thousand times in her heart not to expect more love, when she heard the word "Mom" and saw the tearful and helpless eyes of the other party, her heart, which had been reinforced layer by layer, still collapsed a little.
Yunmian took the dazed little sister to sit at the dining table, then ran to the kitchen to help her mother, leaving the space in the front to the mother and daughter who were strangers to each other.
"Mom, will Sister Zhaozhao come back in the future?" Yunmian asked as she squatted beside the basin with her butt sticking out to help her mother wash carrots.
Yun Jinyan was cutting vegetables. The thick yet thin blade made a clinking sound as it cut the vegetables on the chopping board, yet it was very orderly, sounding like a piece of music that belonged exclusively to the kitchen.
When she heard her daughter's question, she stopped cutting vegetables, put all the vegetables on the chopping board onto the knife with the back of the knife, and threw them neatly into the sink next to her for a simple wash.
After all this was done, she finally found the time to answer the child's innocent question: "Your sister Zhao Zhao will never come back."
Yunmian cleverly drew inferences from the past: "So Sister Yinyin is not leaving either?"
She understood what it meant to replace a child; Uncle System had explained it to her many times.
Once you change it, you won't change it back.
Yun Jinyan: “Yes.”
Yunmian felt a little disappointed, but also a little contradictory and happy. In fact, she couldn't tell whether she was happy or disappointed.
Sister Zhaozhao is gone. From now on, when I pass by her house, no one will lie on the balcony and make an appointment with me for the next day.
But Uncle System said that Sister Zhaozhao was going to live a good life, many people would like her, and she would have a very good future.
So this little bit of loss is really just a little bit and doesn’t affect my mood too much.
Because even Aunt Wu probably hopes that Sister Zhaozhao can live a good life~
Besides, Sister Zhaozhao left and Sister Yinyin came again.
Yunmian also likes this little sister very much. Although she is a little bit temperamental, a little bit awkward, and a little bit overbearing, she will be her neighbor's sister in the future. They will get out of school and go home hand in hand with their little schoolbags on their backs~
Just thinking about having new companions on the way to and from school in the future, Yunmian felt inexplicably happy.
Children all don’t like to be alone, Yunmian doesn’t like it either, so sister Yinyin must also want to be alone with her, right?
The system remained silent again and again in response to the shameless narcissistic thoughts of its host. After careful consideration, it found that it was unable to refute it.
The host is right, children don’t like being alone.
Mianmian doesn’t like it, Zhaozhao doesn’t like it, and naturally Yinyin won’t like it either.
Even if Yinyin's body contains the broken soul of an adult, when she becomes a child again, her mind will automatically adjust to the cub mode due to the capacity of her brain and body.
So Wu Yin is now a child with a broken soul.
If she were to experience a lonely life again, she would probably feel helpless, right?
"Mom, what if they miss home?" Yun Mian soon fell into a new round of worry.
Yun Jinyan was already cooking. The sounds of the flames burning and the spatulas colliding echoed in the kitchen, along with her answer: "They will have a new home in the future."
Yunmian nodded as if she understood, but she had been washing the carrot in her hand for almost three minutes and it was still not finished.
But it doesn’t matter. Anyway, those carrots were “props” that Yun Jinyan used to keep the children away and prevent them from causing trouble.
After a dish was cooked, Yun Jinyan wiped her hands on her apron, scooped the carrots from the basin and put them in the vegetable basket. She assigned a task before the child spoke up: "Mianmian, go ask that little sister what she wants to eat and if she has any dietary restrictions."
After receiving the task, Yunmian ran out while muttering to herself.
When she arrived in front of Wu Yin and stared at the young lady and Aunt Wu, Yun Mian's originally smooth thoughts short-circuited for a moment.
The child was stunned when he opened his mouth. After a long while, he asked stupidly, "Sister, what do you want to eat?"
What's the remaining sentence?
Forgot...
But it shouldn’t be important, since she remembered the most crucial sentence anyway.
Wu Yin breathed a sigh of relief when Yun Mian appeared. She and Wu...Mom were the only ones left outside. The two of them sat there for a long time and only chatted a few words awkwardly. The more they talked, the more awkward it became. Fortunately, Yun Mian's appearance broke the weird atmosphere.
As for what kind of meal you want to eat?
Soy milk, rice, noodles, and flour?
Wu Yin thought for a long time, and then blurted out under Mian Mian's eager gaze: "I want to eat rice with lard."
Yunmian: “……?”
What kind of meal is that?
The five-year-old child has never eaten rice mixed with lard. At most, he has eaten rice mixed with seaweed, and his mother said that there are too many variations.
Yunmian was a little worried that the meal Yinyin wanted would be difficult to cook, and she was also afraid that her mother would think Yinyin had too many dishes, so she walked into the kitchen with a heavy face and asked with embarrassment, "Sister said she wanted to eat rice with lard... Mom, can I make it? Do children also have to eat rice with lard in many ways?"
Yun Jinyan: “…”
It's reasonable to suspect that this little guy is holding a grudge.
"Lard rice is simple, but there will be a lot of smoke soon. Go out and chat with them first, the food will be ready soon."
This was a home-cooked meal, and Yun Jinyan had originally planned to make something simple with the leftover ingredients from the store. However, Wu Yin was a new child, and regardless of whether she would become neighbors with Mianmian in the future or whether it was because of the care she had to give to a child with such an unfortunate fate, Yun Jinyan was not prepared to be perfunctory with the only thing the child wanted to eat, rice with lard.
So she started by refining lard.
Just when she went to the vegetable market in the morning, the pork vendor gave her more than a pound of pork fat. The fat was soaked in water, and the white and thick fat was solidified. On the surface there were network-like veins torn from the pig.
Yun Jinyan cut the pork lard into small pieces, added a flat spoonful of water to the pot, threw the cut pork lard into the pot, and then refined it over medium heat.
You can also choose not to add water, but the lard fried in this way may be a bit bitter due to the heat, and adding water will take relatively more time.
When bubbles appear on the edges of the small pieces of lard in the pot and the pot begins to boil and a layer of oil film floats, Yun Jinyan gently stirs the lard with a spatula and adds a spoonful of white wine.
At that moment, the aroma of wine stimulated an even stronger aroma of oil, and the oil pan was boiling and tumbling. I could already imagine how delicious it would be when used to mix rice or stir-fry dishes.
Originally, she should have added some star anise to enhance the flavor, but considering that there were two children outside, Yun Jinyan ended up not adding anything.
The high temperature continuously evaporates the water vapor in the iron pot, and finally only a small half pot of clear, slightly yellow liquid lard is left.
There is also the lard residue that has just been taken out of the frying pan and drained.
Even with the range hood on, the aroma of lard filled every corner of the kitchen early on. Yun Jinyan poured the lard in the pot into a glass box that could withstand high temperatures, leaving only a little base oil in the pot.
The whole wok was shiny with oil. When she put a spoonful of rice with distinct grains into it, she quickly turned the wok over, and the lard fully coated each plump grain of rice. She then poured a circle of light-colored light soy sauce on it, allowing it to quickly mix with each grain of rice and color it evenly. Then Yun Jinyan sprinkled the finely chopped green onions on it, turned it over twice, and took it out of the wok in a neat motion.
This may not be the most authentic lard rice, but it is the method that Yun Jinyan most approves of in her memory.
She brought the food to the table. In addition to a few dishes, each person had a small bowl of rice mixed with lard. In addition, there was a plate of lard residue sprinkled with sugar in front of the two children.
"What is this?" This was another dish Yunmian had never seen before.
As her mother answered, she reached out her spoon and scooped a few grains of lard into her mouth.
Then the three people at the table all turned their eyes to her tacitly, silently observing her as she tasted the lard residue.
Yun Mian didn't notice everyone's reactions, her attention was completely captured by the lard in her mouth.
The crispy lard residue is covered with fine white sugar grains on the surface. It tastes sweet when you put it in your mouth. However, when you bite it with your teeth, you can easily break the lard residue and then taste the slightly warm lard in the crispy residue.
The magical thing is that the taste of sugar and lard is not greasy at all, but rather fragrant and crispy, just like... just like eating roast duck, dip the roast duck skin in sugar and put it into your mouth. The crispy texture and sweet and fragrant taste will make people addicted in an instant.
Yunmian felt that her tongue and mouth were so happy, because only they could taste such delicious lard residue, and other parts of the body could not taste anything.
The child hadn't completely chewed and swallowed the oil residue in her mouth, but she had already raised her spoon, eager to scoop up the next spoonful.
But what was surprising was that Yunmian scooped a full spoonful of lard but did not put it into his own mouth. Instead, he turned around and raised his hand high to feed it to his mother.
When eating delicious food, children’s first reaction is always to share it with their mother.
"It's delicious, mom, ah~" She opened her mouth as if she was feeding a baby.
Yun Jinyan smiled and ate the lard residue her daughter brought over. She raised her hand to rub the child's head and said gently, "Mianmian and sister can eat it by theirselves. This is a snack specially for children."
At least she and Wu Wan would not eat such snacks in front of children.
So Yunmian pulled Wu Yin's sleeve and urged her to try it quickly, as if she wanted to recommend it to her immediately: "Sister, please try some quickly~ It's so fragrant and crispy, and it crunches in your mouth when you bite it~ It's sweet and super delicious!"
But Yun Mian was too late, Wu Yin had already scooped a spoonful of lard fried rice into her mouth.
Then he was stunned. After chewing tentatively, he looked at Yun Mian with some disbelief in his eyes.
Why does Auntie Yun's lard rice taste exactly the same as the lard rice made by Mian Mian that I ate in my previous life? !
Woohoo woohoo lard rice yyds!!
Who in my family understands? I swallow my saliva while writing...
Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine:
Zishujun and Asu 1;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
Yi Yiyu and Xiao He Wan Wan 10 bottles;
Shangguan 5 bottles;
Also picked 3 bottles;
Whale 2 bottles;
YOONGI Why don't you ask the cat, green flower, 32667567, Aso, 1 bottle of pineapple rice;
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