"I have no idea......"
After Zhang Jing said this, his expression became a little embarrassed.
She wanted to come over and give her a fish, but she found that Ruan Yan had plenty of fish.
The one she gave me...
Seeing the change in Zhang Jing's expression, Ruan Yan smiled, and without waiting for Zhang Jing to hand the fish over, she reached out and took it in her hand.
"Since it's given to me, give it to me!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jing looked at Ruan Yan in surprise. He didn't expect Ruan Yan to say that.
Ruan Yan carried the fish and walked into the yard. "It's a courtesy to return gifts. You gave me a fish, so I have to give you a few."
Ruan Yan said this and went straight into the house, brought out a wooden barrel, and put three fish into it.
The wooden barrel was not small, but the three fish were bigger and they filled the barrel completely.
But before he met Ruan's mother's eyes, the pain in Zhang Jing's heart was suppressed by you.
No matter how precious oil is, can it be less precious than your own boyfriend?
The mouth is slower than the brain. Before the words came out of his mouth, Lin Cheng realized what he had said and his eyes were instantly filled with regret.
Lin Cheng looked very haggard, his mouth was pale, and his eyes were white. It was obvious that he had not rested well.
Comparing the two, of course your boyfriend is more important.
For lunch today, we will eat rice and flour buns, and fish until we are full!"
"Cui Cui, you are——" this means.
She didn't want these fish in the first place, so why did she take them without any reason?
The Ruan family lived a hard life, but Weng and Mei were usually very willing to give.
Weng Mei closed the courtyard door, walked back to Zhao Zhao and Nian Nian, and said to Nian Nian with a smile, "Look, Nian Nian, Yibao's mother hasn't taken the fish away yet. We have to run over there again to deliver the fish."
Ruan Yan carried the wooden barrel back to Zhang Jing and said, "Here you go. If you are free later, just return the barrel to me. If you don't have time, that's fine. I'll get it myself."
In those days, families only ate bland food and many had no chance to eat meat.
Killing fish, scraping off the scales, and taking out the fish's internal organs were all tasks Zhang Jing did with ease, and he really needed Ruan's mother's help.
There was no time to figure out where the fragrance came from. Instead, I focused on researching how to make the fish taste better and avoid wasting any time.
There is no fragrance spreading out of every household, and it is impossible to tell whose smell it is, and no one has the mind to care about it.
The sister Weng listened quietly, and only frowned when she heard about frying fish nuggets.
Once the smell of oil and meat is gone, he will turn into a dog's nose and can directly find the source of the fragrance.
My family knows that I am living a bad life and will only laugh at me and ridicule me, and will never help me.
After hearing Zhang Jing's arrangement, Weng Mei responded crisply and got up to go to the kitchen.
Even if the food being wasted is someone else's, as long as we see it, we must say less.
Lin Cheng’s big body looked even thinner now, and that slap knocked me to the ground.
Half an hour ago, the aroma of fried fish wafted out from the kitchen doors, windows and chimney.
But before he could finish his words, Guo Cuicui slapped him in the face.
It not only makes people think that I am sloppy, but also makes people feel that my life is very depressing.
Nian Nian nodded obediently, "Mom is right!"
"What is he still standing there for? Others don't have fish to eat, why do you have any? You want to eat fish too, so he quickly went to find a solution."
Although it is only the middle of the afternoon, the men in each household have already finished working and are still cooking our signature dishes.
Especially when it’s not the Chinese New Year or there’s no happy event at home, no one will do it.
Now that I heard what Ruan's mother had arranged, I subconsciously felt sorry for the loss.
We are just being frugal and we hate to see others wasting food.
My hairstyle, which had always been very neat, started to turn white as my hair grew longer, becoming a mess on top of my head.
She is here to deliver fish!
A group of educated youth were crowded outside the kitchen, discussing how to cook the fish to make it taste good.
This was the case in the past. Today, the fragrance spread out for a while and someone came here following the smell.
"He went to pick some green onions, cut some ginger, and then heated up the oil in a pan. He's preparing it first. If you're slow, it will go bad."
But if your girlfriend is depressed, this is not real depression.
As he was speaking, the courtyard door was pushed open from the inside, and Zhang Jing stuck his head out and walked back.
Since my boyfriend wants to eat it, let’s fry it!
Lin Cheng dressed like that on purpose, not to make others think that I was living a bad life and thus help me.
Hearing Zhang Jing's words, Ruan Yan's smile became even brighter. "Okay, then I'll wait at home."
Lin Cheng was already not in a bad mood to begin with, and now he was urged by Weng Meicui to go out and catch fish. He was on the verge of exploding. He said angrily, "If he wants to eat it, let him get it himself. There's no point telling you! You get it!"
Mother Ruan smiled at Zhang Jing and said, "You are also afraid of wasting food, so you asked Yan Qing to call you over quickly. Let's clean up all the fish together.
But Lin Cheng only now realized that he had been wrong all along.
Even after he left with the wooden barrel containing three fish, Zhang Jing still hadn't figured out what had happened.
Zhang Jing opened his mouth, but this time no words came out.
Outside the large courtyard far away from the educated youth's courtyard, Weng Meicui looked at Lin Cheng with a depressed look on her face.
As soon as she left the yard, Weng Mei turned around and bolted the small door.
People of Zhang Jing's age have all experienced natural disasters, and more than once.
The entire Red Flag Production Team was filled with joy; even the kitchen outside the educated youth's courtyard was very quiet at this time.
Guo Cuicui looked down at Lin Cheng, "How dare he talk to you like that? We've only been married for a few days, and he talks to you like that! Your father is wrong. Women have a bad streak, and they will tear down the house and tear down the tiles in eight days. You used to feel sorry for him, but now you have to beat him eight times a day!"
There are really few fish outside the river, and basically every household can get two or eight fish.
Before seeing the dozen or so small fish, Weng Mei was surprised. "Yan Qing said they didn't have many fish, and you thought they could get more. Who would have thought that they got so few? How can we eat them all? If we eat them all, won't it be wasted?"
Hearing that, Zhang Jing glared at Ruan's mother angrily, "You are just too full! Health is the most important thing. Stop joking and tell me what he plans to do with the fish."
"Prepare some for making fish soup, some for frying fish chunks, and some for making fish balls." Weng Mei said.
You can earn money again when you spend it, and you can buy oil again when you run out of it.
Fried fish fillets consume a lot of oil.
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Zhang Jing heard this, without even thinking, and said directly, "I have time! I have time! I'll send it back to you!"
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