Chapter 187 Pickled Pork Du Xian
Song Lao Er drove the ox cart to Chu Hong's house: "Let's have lunch first, then unload the goods, shall we?"
"I only had a bowl of corn soup in the morning, and I'm already starving."
Chu Hong laughed when she heard this: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I have food in my bag."
"Aren't there outsiders here?" Song Lao Er now understood that Gu Ci and his second niece were very generous: "If you give me food, would you have the nerve to not give it to Secretary Su?"
He looked at Gu Ci and sighed, "That old guy obviously wanted to get information, that's why he was so attentive. And you gave him cigarettes three times?"
Finally, he pointed at them and sighed: "It is said that if you are not from the same family, you will not enter the same door. You guys, you can't be so loose."
Gu Ci nodded repeatedly with good temper: "Uncle, you are right, I will remember it."
Chu Hong teased him deliberately: "Uncle, if I listened to you, then I shouldn't have given you a chance to go back to your hometown, right?"
Song Lao Er chuckled: "No, that won't work. You are my niece, and you should respect your uncle."
As soon as he arrived at the door, he went in first and asked, "Brother, have you eaten?"
When he went in, he saw a bowl of dry, oilless pickled mustard greens and a bowl of dried radish on the table. He immediately gave up the idea of eating for free: "I'll go home and eat first, then come back to work?"
Chu Tong was still lighting the fire behind the stove, and asked hurriedly, "Uncle, is Chu Hong back?"
Song Lao Er nodded and whispered, "Niece, uncle will bring you some pickled fish later."
Chu Tong hurriedly took out the eggs from the jar: "No, I'll just fry a few eggs."
Secretary Song came out of the toilet, tying his belt, and asked with a look of joy, "Are my Chu Hong and Gu Ci back?"
Gu Ci first carried the luggage to their room and called out, "Dad, we're back."
"Just move to the new house." Secretary Song led the way with a smile: "The new house has been empty for half a month. The day before yesterday was an auspicious day, so we cleaned up your new house."
He was really satisfied with his son-in-law, so he secretly asked a carpenter to help him make a new bed, two chests of drawers, a new desk, and a large wardrobe.
Gu Ci followed him in and took a look. Although the bed was of natural wood color, it was covered with a bright red peony quilt cover, which looked festive.
The two chests of drawers put together look particularly grand.
On top of the chest of drawers, there are two locked wooden boxes.
The desk consists of three drawers on the top and two side cabinets on the bottom, all of which are locked.
The large wardrobe has double doors, and there is a new washbasin rack in the corner with two towels hanging on it, and the washbasins are all brand new.
His heart warmed up and he thanked them solemnly: "Thank you for your hard work, Mom and Dad. It looks great. I like it very much."
Although his grandmother's house in Shencheng and his own home had already been furnished with luxurious and fashionable European-style furniture, he felt that the room that belonged to him and Chu Hong was particularly pleasing and warm.
This is the new house belonging to him and Chu Hong.
The thought made him feel happy.
Chu Hong followed them in and exclaimed after seeing the house: "Double bed, large wardrobe, chest of drawers, desk and wooden cabinet. The more furniture, the richer it is."
After hearing her humorous and playful jingle, Party Secretary Song was very proud: "Take good care of it, don't bump into it and break it."
Chu Hong immediately said, "That's not possible. It's not made of paper, right?"
Gu Ci was afraid that the father and daughter would quarrel again, so he asked, "Dad, should we take down the shaft first?"
Secretary Song nodded and said, "Yes, there is grass behind us. Let's take the cow over there to eat some."
The carriage was unloaded, the bamboo cages containing the chickens and ducklings were placed in a cool place, and some clean water and rice bran were added.
I also placed the saplings on the side and poured some water on them.
We took the cows to graze and tied them to a tree with a rope before going home for lunch.
Chu Hong, who was originally chatting and laughing with her parents, couldn't laugh anymore when she saw a bowl of fragrant scrambled eggs, pickled mustard greens and radish strips on the table: "Sister, I'm back, why don't you add more dishes?"
Thinking back to the dishes she ordered in the restaurant two days ago, which were either fish or meat, they were so delicious that she almost forgot that it was only 1969.
She also understood that at this time of year in the countryside, the only dishes one could eat were pickled mustard greens, radish strips, sauerkraut, and dried beans.
"Can you at least make your pickled mustard greens more oily or add some wild vegetables?"
Chu Tong was embarrassed to say that she had only fried the eggs when she heard she was back, so she could only coax her: "It's too late for lunch, I'll make you something delicious in the evening."
Xiao Yuer, who had always been sticking to Chu Hong, spoke up: "Second Aunt, I dig a basket of wild vegetables every day."
Afraid of being overheard by her own mother, she leaned over to whisper in her ear: "I washed the wild vegetables I dug this morning, and my mother took them out to dry in the sun, saying that she would feed them to the rabbits later."
She didn't want her second aunt to misunderstand that she was not a diligent child.
Although she lowered her voice, she was the only one who thought that no one else heard it, but in fact everyone who was eating heard it.
Chu Hong held back her laughter and said, "Auntie knows that Xiao Yu'er is a hardworking and good child. Auntie also brought you some delicious sesame cakes, pickled meat, and dried fish. We will have a good meal tonight."
Xiao Yuer couldn't help but cheer: "Great, we can finally eat meat."
Chu Tong glared at her daughter and said, "Even if there is no meat at home, there are always eggs. How come you only know how to eat meat?"
Not only is it hard to buy meat in the countryside, but people are also reluctant to buy meat. It is considered good if they can eat meat once a month.
That is to say, in my family, my parents and sisters spend money lavishly, so we can eat meat every now and then.
Even Party Secretary Song played the victim: "Since you left, we haven't eaten meat at home."
Wu Xiu glared at her man and said, "If you want to eat meat, why don't you buy some?"
"If you buy it back, Chu Tong will definitely cook it for you."
The tone changed: "There are a lot of bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest. Who of you is free this afternoon to go dig some and make some bamboo shoots for bacon."
Chu Tong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, I get it, I'll go dig it and let Chu Hong cook dinner, okay?"
She didn't order her sister to do work, but she knew that everyone in the family liked the dishes cooked by Chu Hong.
If nothing else, at least there is plenty of oil and water.
Chu Hong also agreed immediately: "Okay, ham and fresh bamboo shoots, I guarantee you will want more after eating it."
Then he looked at Gu Ci and said, "I heard that there is a famous dish in Shencheng, which is made of bacon, fresh meat and bamboo shoots, and is simmered over a slow fire. It's called Yan Du Xian, right?"
Even if we don’t have fresh pork at home now, the dish will definitely be delicious with ham to enhance the flavor, and it won’t be much worse than pickled pork with preserved vegetables.
Chu Hong used to like this dish very much. It tastes good and won’t make you fat. Now she almost drools when she thinks about it.
She decided that she must have a good meal in the evening.
Gu Ci didn't expect Chu Hong to know what Shen Cheng said, so he nodded: "Yes, pickled pork with preserved vegetables is indeed delicious."
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