Chapter 17 Chapter 17 She treats him like a dog! …
Lu Zewei inexplicably thought of the military dog he raised when he was in the army. Whenever the dog performed well, he would reward it with a steamed bun and pat its head.
Now, he felt like a military dog, and he didn't know when he would perform to Liang Xin's satisfaction.
She treats him like a dog!
Lu Zewei looked indignant. He lowered his head and moved closer to Liang Xin's hand. He took the melon seeds from his fingertips and chewed them hard.
The moment my fingertips were touched by the warmth and moisture, they were quickly cooled by the midday breeze.
Liang Xin gently stroked her fingers, her eyes level with his chest and Adam's apple as she lay on the recliner.
The Adam's apple slid up and down due to chewing, and the chest vibrated slightly.
"You want to eat?"
Lu Zewei noticed Liang Xin's look and handed the can of sugar water to her again, "Eat if you want. Don't be embarrassed."
Liang Xin took the spoon, scooped up a spoonful, slowly brought it to her lips, sipped the sugar water, and licked the sweet lips with the tip of her tongue. As if she was aware of something, she looked up and met Lu Zewei's gaze.
Lu Zewei looked away quickly and hastily.
He turned his back and spoke with rapid breathing: "The sun is about to set. I have to finish sewing quickly."
When the sun went down, Wei Yuanyang, who had stayed in the police station for a day and a night, was finally led out by the branch secretary of the school’s Party Office.
"Yuan Yang!"
When Wang Hongyan saw her son coming back, she rushed over and said, "Thank you, Secretary Zhou. You know the character of our Yuanyang. There must be some misunderstanding. Yuanyang is a martyr's relative. His father died on the battlefield to protect the country. He would never do anything to embarrass his father."
"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, as a teacher, you must be careful about your words and actions when you are outside in the future." Secretary Zhou waved his hand, "Have a good rest first. The Party Office will hold another meeting to discuss your matter."
"Thank you, Secretary Zhou. Sorry for bothering you. Take care."
"Secretary Zhou!"
Wei Yuanyang stopped his mother who wanted to continue to chase after him to explain. With his unshaven beard and exhausted, he said, "Secretary Zhou knows what's going on. Don't make things worse."
"What happened to you? Why were you arrested as a hooligan?" Wang Hongyan looked at her son with suspicion, "Apart from Liang Xin, are you also...?"
"Don't talk nonsense."
Wei Yuanyang took off his coat, and suddenly the image of Liang Xin stepping back in disgust appeared in his mind. He lowered his head and sniffed the collar, frowning, "Liang Xin did it."
"Liang Xin?!"
Wang Hongyan was shocked. "You mean Liang Xin reported you? How is that possible? Didn't you say that Liang Xin was devoted to you? You chased her like this, but she didn't show any mercy and sent you to the police station?"
Wei Yuanyang's chest began to ache dully again.
He thought that after spending a night in the police station, the pain in his heart had become numb, but whenever his mother mentioned it, he still felt a wave of pain.
"I didn't expect Liang Xin to hate me so much."
"It's over, it's over, it's over now!"
Wang Hongyan seemed to be hit harder than Wei Yuanyang himself, and fell into a chair. "Liang Xin actually treated you like this, so she definitely won't help you. Not only will she not help you, she will also do everything she can to sabotage you and prevent you from entering the Lu family."
"If we really get married, it will be Yueji who will enter our family, not me who will enter the Lu family."
Wei Yuanyang picked up the towel and washbasin, and when he reached out to pick up the soap in the middle of the basin rack, his fingers trembled slightly. This soap was sent to him by Liang Xin after she saved money.
Thinking of the good old days.
Wei Yuanyang only felt his eyes sore, and his heart felt like there was a rusty saw sawing it non-stop, without stopping for a second.
It was not as painful as being cut by a knife, but it was more unbearable. Every scratch of rust seeped into his blood, making him think of Liang Xin all the time.
Every time I think about it, and then think about Liang Xin’s attitude at that time, the pain comes back again.
He had never thought about it, nor expected that Liang Xin would bring him such great emotional ups and downs.
"What shall we do now?"
Wang Hongyan was anxious and angry. "You shouldn't have stayed away from home for three years, and you shouldn't have embarrassed Liang Xin when she went to school. Even an angry rabbit will bite. If you hadn't pushed her to the edge, you would have been the son-in-law of the Lu family, your uncle Li would have been transferred back long ago, and Xiaodong wouldn't still be suffering on the farm."
Wei Yuanyang looked at his mother silently.
Wang Hongyan was so anxious that she was at a loss of what to do. She didn't notice the change in her son's expression and continued to blame and complain: "You are so old, why don't you think more before doing things? How can you just do whatever you want? When you do whatever you want, have you ever thought about your uncle Li, your brother, and me who are suffering in the countryside? Your uncle Li does the heaviest work on the farm every day, and he still gets looked down upon. Your brother is called a son of a bitch every day. When they get sick, they have to go to the hospital on foot..."
"What about me?"
Wei Yuanyang couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted his mother. He pinched his fingers holding the enamel basin until they turned white. "I just turned 18 and lost my martyr's family subsidy. You helped me to go to the educated youth point to sign up for going to the countryside. I did the heaviest work in the countryside, and I was dragged down by you and looked down upon. I had to walk a long way when I was sick. I didn't have a penny. Did you ever think of me?"
Wang Hongyan was stunned. "You have Liang Xin, who treats you so well. How can your life in the countryside be compared to ours?"
Wei Yuanyang felt as if he had been punched in the heart, and his tear glands instantly became dry. "Your life is caused by you, not me. On the contrary, the suffering and pain I endured in the countryside were caused by you!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"What I said is nonsense!"
Wei Yuanyang's eyes were red. "If you had insisted on staying a widow for my father and followed the arrangement of the division to work in the service center, I wouldn't have to go to the countryside. If I had stayed in the division, I wouldn't have to live under someone else's roof and depend on others for my living!"
"Wei Yuanyang!"
Wang Hongyan's tears immediately flowed down. "You are so heartless to say that. Your uncle Li values you more than his own son!"
Wei Yuanyang lowered his voice and roared: "But your heart is all on Uncle Li and Xiaodong. From the day you got married, my mother is no longer the same mother as before!"
Wang Hongyan was shocked by this sentence.
"The year the Korean War ended, I lost my father and my mother as well."
Wei Yuanyang faced the shadows with his back to the sun. "If you hadn't gotten married, Lu Yueji and I would have been childhood sweethearts. I wouldn't have to feel sorry for Liang Xin, and I wouldn't have to try every possible way to get in touch with Uncle Lu. If I had grown up under the care of the uncles in the 12th Division, I wouldn't have to work so hard. Everything is your fault."
The door was closed.
The sound is not heavy.
But it hit Wang Hongyan's head heavily.
She stood there for a while, then suddenly stood up and yelled at the door, "Wei Yuanyang, you ungrateful bastard! You unfilial son! I really raised you in vain!"
The office cadre with the camera did not regard Lu Chongfeng's words as a threat.
The photo of Lu Chongfeng sewing a quilt appeared on the Liberation Daily the next day, and it appeared on the second page that all bases and divisions were vying to be on. The title was: Combat hero never forgets his soldierly character after losing his mind!
The whole article is full of praise.
But after reading their newspapers yesterday and seeing how they burst into laughter, Liang Xin could tell from the words of praise that they were excited and joking.
"Zheng Xiaojun!"
Lu Zewei slammed the newspaper on the dining table and said, "Just wait!"
"Were you sewing a quilt at home yesterday?"
Chief Lu looked at the photo in the newspaper in surprise, "Did you really sew it?"
"So what?"
Lu Chongfeng raised his right hand. "Women shouldn't be allowed to do such strenuous work as sewing quilts. I was sewing a quilt weighing only six kilograms yesterday. If it was a quilt weighing eight or ten kilograms, women with less strength might not be able to pull out the needle. Do you know how many times you have to pull out the needle to sew a quilt? One or two hundred times!"
After saying that, Lu Zewei didn't wait for Chief Lu to answer, and looked at Hu Fenglian, "Mom, you used to sew quilts for the whole family, it was hard work."
Hu Fenglian was stunned.
Soon my eyes became moist.
She opened the sugar jar and put three spoonfuls of sugar into Liangxin's bowl. "I really chose a good wife for Chongfeng. Liangxin, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have heard such words even when Chongfeng was doing well."
Liang Xin covered the candy jar, "That's enough, Mom."
Chief Lu said nothing, put down the newspaper, stood up and left.
Lu Chongfeng looked at his father's back.
"Ignore him." Hu Fenglian handed a boiled egg to her son. "You did the right thing. Mom supports you."
Liang Xin looked at the newspaper that Chief Lu put down and slowly stirred the porridge that she had just added sugar to.
"Dad won't be mad at you."
Lu Zewei thought Liang Xin was concerned about his father's attitude. "He only got angry at the three of us brothers, and he only hit us. He never said a harsh word to Yueji."
"Yes, Liang Xin, don't be afraid."
Hu Fenglian quickly patted Liang Xin on the shoulder and said, "Your father is that kind of person. There is no one in the whole military region who is not afraid of him, but he will not do anything to female comrades. You did a good job and did the right thing. Mom praises you."
Liang Xin nodded.
In fact, there was no fear on his face.
But she liked the feeling of being comforted.
"Since it's in the newspaper, everyone in the military compound should have seen it. What are you going to do next?"
"Other people can say whatever they want, I don't care."
Lu Chongfeng rolled up the newspaper and threw it on the sofa far away. "I'll get up an hour earlier every day. I won't run into anyone, and no one will talk about me."
"Are you going to give up halfway and not continue to persevere?"
"Persist?" Lu Zewei looked puzzled. "The quilt has been sewn, what are you insisting on?"
"Reform of the distribution of domestic affairs between husband and wife is the outpost of the reform you want to do." Liang Xin looked puzzled. "I thought we had reached a consensus and I was cooperating with you. Don't you take it seriously?"
Lu Zewei: "...You mean, besides sewing quilts, there are other things to do?"
"Of course, the domestic affairs of a couple's life together are not limited to sewing quilts."
“.......”
"Burn, sweep, wash, and mop."
Liang Xin looked at Xiao Shi in the kitchen. "Mom said that Xiao Shi hasn't been home for a long time and plans to take a leave to go back to visit his parents. Now that Xiao Shi is gone, who do you think should do the housework?"
Lu Chongfeng: “….”
He had a bad feeling.
But it is not clear where the unknown is.
"I......."
"Mom is so old, you don't plan to let her do it, do you?"
Liang Xin interrupted her mother-in-law and continued, "If you think that housework such as cleaning and sweeping are what women should do, then this reform will be over after sewing the quilt. I will take care of you every day from now on."
"Who said it's over? I'll do it!"
Lu Chongfeng rolled up his sleeves and said, "Xiao Shi, you have today off. I will wash the dishes later."
Hu Fenglian carefully observed her son's condition and unexpectedly found that his face looked more rosy than before he got married, no longer so pale. She looked at Liang Xin and asked, "Is it okay?"
Liang Xin looked at Lu Chongfeng and asked, "Is it possible?"
"certainly!"
Lu Chongfeng's spirits instantly perked up.
Suddenly I realized that opportunities come without any effort.
He wants to take this opportunity to prove that he is very capable!
So, while Liang Xin was drinking white porridge with sugar, Lu Chongfeng went to the kitchen to clean the steel pot used to cook porridge in the morning.
After washing the dishes, she walked out and put all the dishes on the table into the sink, washed them with a loofah, and put them neatly one by one.
Liang Xin discovered that the pots, pans, chopsticks and spoons he had arranged were neatly arranged in rows, no matter from which angle she looked at them.
"You train these things as soldiers?"
Lu Chongfeng said: "Soldiers should behave like soldiers no matter what they do."
Liang Xin actually has a serious perfectionism in her bones. People with perfectionism usually have some obsessive-compulsive disorder in doing things.
Therefore, she never asks others to do anything, because it is rare for her to see others doing things to her satisfaction.
But at this moment, she had forgotten how long it had been since she last felt happy and satisfied with the present moment. Looking at the cleaned kitchen, she felt relaxed both physically and mentally.
"Has today's newspaper arrived?"
"I'm here, in your dad's study."
Liang Xin looked at Lu Zewei who was wiping the table.
Lu Zewei: “?”
"I'm going to the yard to bask in the sun. Please bring me the newspaper and make me a pot of tea."
Lu Chongfeng threw the rag on the dining table and said unconvincedly: "Is this also considered as a couple's internal affairs?"
"Many men with feudal ideas often just lie down on a chair, and their wives serve them tea and snacks. They read the newspaper leisurely, ignoring their wives who are busy with housework, and they think it is natural."
Liang Xin picked up the recliner, but found that she couldn't lift it. She turned to look at him and said, "Even though I imitated those men to cooperate with you, I used the word "please" and didn't take it for granted."
“.......”
Lu Zewei walked over, picked up the recliner with one hand, and walked into the yard.
"Please sit down. I'll make you some tea and get you some newspaper."
Liang Xin walked over and sat in the recliner. She squinted her eyes slightly due to the sun and felt drowsy.
When Lu Chongfeng came over with an enamel teacup and a newspaper, Liang Xin didn't even turn her head, but just stretched out one hand and spread out her palm.
Instead, Lu Chongfeng carefully moved away with the scalding hot teacup, placed the newspaper in her palm first, then placed the teacup on the windowsill, walked back to the utility room, brought out a simple wooden coffee table, wiped it clean with a rag, and then handed it to Liang Xin to place the cup.
The sun is shining, and the ginkgo trees are full of golden leaves, shining brightly.
Hu Fenglian looked at the young couple fighting under the ginkgo tree, smiled, and went back to the room, choosing not to get involved in what was going on between them.
"I cleaned the cabinets, dining table, floor, stairs, tables and chairs in the room, the sink, mirror, and toothbrush cup in the bathroom in accordance with the housekeeping regulations." Lu Chongfeng picked up the kettle to add tea to Liang Xin. "What else does my wife need to do at home?"
Liang Xin blew on the hot tea and asked, "Did the logistics department fail to deliver the food to your home?"
"Dad doesn't agree with them doing that." Lu Chongfeng moved a chair and sat opposite Liang Xin. "Every morning, Xiaoshi goes to the service center to buy vegetables."
Liang Xin held the cup, gently rocked the recliner, and looked at Lu Zewei without saying a word.
"I'm not going!"
As soon as Lu Zewei touched the chair, he stood up again, "I'm not going. You just saw the newspaper. Zheng Xiaojun made me look so stupid. As soon as I walk out of the door, not only my childhood friends, but also the uncles, aunts, and those people in the government and the art troupe will point at my nose and laugh at me!"
Liang Xin nodded in agreement.
Lu Chongfeng scratched his hair uncomfortably.
"It's not that I can't do it, it's that I don't want to see them."
"Do you feel embarrassed?" Liang Xin asked, "Are you afraid of embarrassment?"
"I'm afraid of them?"
Lu Zewei was unconvinced and said, "If they are to be afraid, they should be afraid! Afraid that I will smash them and their cameras to pieces!"
"Then let's go."
Liang Xin put down the enamel teacup, walked into the reception room, picked up the bamboo basket and handed it to Lu Zewei.
Lu Zewei: “…”
He stared at the bamboo basket, which was made of bamboo strips. The handles were very short, so that it could be hung on the wrist conveniently and also because it was shorter and less labor-intensive. He had often seen such bamboo baskets since he was a child.
Every morning, the women in the family came back carrying baskets filled with side dishes and vegetables, or they would line up at the meat station and vegetable market with empty baskets. His mother would often carry one, too, which were usually filled with oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, peach cakes, and soap and toilet paper.
He searched his memory and, without exception, he remembered only women carrying such baskets.
No man has ever carried it.
As soon as the two walked out of the Lu family's small building, a familiar burst of earth-shaking laughter rang out again.
There were still two cadres from the office. I don’t know if it was because the New Year was approaching or if the Political Department had some task, but these two appeared in the West Courtyard during working hours again.
"Hahahaha! Charge!" Zheng Xiaojun stood far away, looking at Lu Chongfeng with a basket on his hand, his face dark, and laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist. "Chongchong, you are such a mother! And you are his mother's mother!"
The camera warrior raised his camera again, and Lu Zewei rushed over quickly.
The two men ran away without even taking a photo.
The agency soldiers faced the former long-distance running champion of the entire army. A thin camel is still bigger than a horse, not to mention that these two cannot be considered horses. They have been sitting in the agency for so long that they are not even mules.
In less than a minute, Lu Chongfeng caught up with the two men, raised his long legs and kicked them both in the buttocks.
The two of them fell down immediately.
He was still laughing while lying on the ground.
Lu Zewei grabbed the back of one of the cadres' collars with one hand and dragged them under a cedar tree. He tied their arms behind their backs and fixed them on both sides of the tree, one on the left and one on the right. He took the camera from the cadre's neck and tied their hands together.
"Don't! I was wrong to charge!"
When Zheng Xiaojun saw that Lu Chongfeng was about to hit him with his leather belt, he stopped laughing and begged for mercy loudly: "I was wrong, Chongfeng, I will never laugh at you again! Don't hit me!"
Liang Xin walked over.
Lu Chongfeng pulled out his belt and smiled cruelly at the two cadres, "I am a patient now. Whatever a patient does will be forgiven. Not only will it be forgiven, but it will not be against the law."
"Stop! Charge, charge! I was wrong, I was really wrong!"
Zheng Xiaojun was spineless. He no longer had the fearless look he had when he was smiling, and he kept begging for mercy.
The other one also quickly backed off, "Chongfeng, he is my leader and I am his subordinate. I always listen to my leader. Remember to seek revenge on him if you have any grievances or grudges. It has nothing to do with me! Don't come at me!"
Lu Zewei raised the belt, scaring the two men so much that they closed their eyes, trembled their legs, and cried for help.
After shouting for help for a long time, I found that the pain was not on my body, but my buttocks felt a little cold.
When I opened my eyes, I found that my pants had fallen off at some point, and my four bare legs were tied to a tree with a leather belt.
“Crack.”
"Lu Chongfeng!"
After two roars, Lu Zewei left with the camera in satisfaction.
Liang Xin looked at the camera in his hand and said, "This shouldn't be published in the newspaper, right?"
"I'll print out the photos and give them to their partners when they find one."
Liang Xin: "...That's quite mean."
"You should give them a taste of their own medicine. Compared to when I just got married and they put me in the newspaper, I was already very polite."
After Lu Zewei took the camera to the photo studio of the Military Service Society, he developed fifty photos and signed the name of Zheng Xiaojun, a reporter of the Military Newspaper of the Political Department. He asked the people in the photo studio to tell them to pay the money and bring the photos to him to exchange for the camera.
Only then did Liang Xin know what true loss was.
They develop people’s ugly photos and ask them to pay in person before having the products delivered to their door.
Coming out of the photo studio, Lu Zewei seemed to be in a good mood until he walked into the military service center next door.
As soon as he entered the door, he alertly discovered that the women and their families were gathered together whispering and talking secretly. Then he remembered all the reluctance he had before going out, because he was afraid of encountering such a situation that made him feel uneasy.
"I'm not talking about you."
Liang Xin looked at the pork cut into pieces on the counter. She had eaten too much meat in the past two days and wanted to change her taste. She walked to the bamboo basket next to her and looked at the big grass carps jumping around. "What are you going to cook?"
There was no response after asking.
Liang Xin turned around and saw Lu Zewei walking towards the family women who were gathered together and whispering.
Lu Zewei: "What did you just say?"
The women in the family were shocked.
"I didn't say you, I said your family."
"We didn't say anything bad about you. We were just saying good things about you and how hardworking you are."
Lu Zewei frowned, that was why he came over directly, "Why is it that the newspaper I'm in is not talking about me, but my family members?"
An elderly woman, who saw Liang Xin didn't come over, was bending over and looking at the fish in the bamboo basket with a greedy look on her face. She lowered her voice and said:
"We are saying that your mother made a mistake. She didn't want a girl from a big compound, so she found a wife for you from the countryside, thinking that rural girls would be hardworking. But it turns out that she is incredibly lazy."
"I've never seen a man in the family do needlework like sewing quilts instead of women."
"It's the first time I've seen someone so lazy as to let her man appear in the newspaper."
Several women looked at Liang Xin with eyes full of contempt and disapproval, which Lu Zewei just found ridiculous.
He expected that he would hear unpleasant words as soon as he went out, but he never expected that these unpleasant words were not directed at him, but more at Liang Xin.
This made him angrier than if it were directed at himself.
"Two people use one quilt. If the woman sews it, you say it's her responsibility, but if the man sews it, you blame the woman for being lazy. You have been oppressed and your brains have become rigid! What era is this? You are so feudal!"
The woman's family members were shocked again.
"Chongchong, we are speaking to you, why are you blaming us?"
"Because I'm not like you, who can't tell inside from outside, good from bad." Lu Zewei became angrier and angrier as he spoke. "From now on, I will not only sew quilts, but I will also buy groceries and cook meals, and take care of the housework. If I hear you say bad things about my family members again, I will go to the family meeting and sue you!"
"Hey! You..."
"I want to eat fish."
Liang Xin came over, interrupted the conflict, and looked at the women's family members, "You go buy the fish, I'll listen here, if you have anything to say, tell me in person."
People who often talk bad about others behind their backs always have two faces.
I saw Liang Xin coming towards me with a smile on her face.
None of the female family members dared to say a word.
"If you have nothing to do in the future, and there is not enough work for you to do at home, you are welcome to come to our house to help Chong Feng with the work." Liang Xin said with a smile: "This way, you will not only use up your extra energy, but also use this method to help Chong Feng. Not only will he not blame you, but he will be grateful to you as you wish."
Several women moved their mouths, wanting to refute, but they just looked at each other and no one opened their mouths.
Finally, the woman who spoke first said, "Who is free? I have to sweep the floor, wipe the table, and clean up."
"I have to cut the meat quickly and go back to cook."
"I've bought the child's textbook and I have to send him to school."
The women suddenly seemed very busy and walked out one after another.
Lu Zewei felt choked up and looked confused.
Liang Xin didn't seem to be affected at all, and walked to the bamboo basket filled with river fish. "Any reform will not affect one person, but the whole family."
Lu Zewei paused.
He looked at Liang Xin. Even though he was greedily looking at the grass carp, her profile still had the same holy aura that he saw in the snow that day when they got the marriage certificate.
This kind of holiness is transcendental and down-to-earth wisdom.
This was the first time he saw such temperament in someone so young.
A person with this kind of temperament should at least be an octogenarian who has experienced many hardships, knows his destiny, and has seen through the world.
"Do you want to eat braised fish?"
"No, I want to eat grilled fish."
"Grilled fish? Put it on a string and grill it over firewood?" Lu Zewei looked at the large grass carp that weighed at least five kilograms. "This one is too big. Crucian carp will be easier to grill."
"Buy it first, and I'll teach you how to cook it."
Liang Xin picked a six-jin grass carp. Except for yellow croaker and hairtail, other fish did not require tickets, and grass carp was a species that not many people would buy.
There are quite a lot of grass carp in the big river west of Huaihua Village, but apart from pickling salted fish during the New Year, not many people go there to catch them.
Because cooking fish requires a lot of oil, no one would be willing to waste half a pot of oil on a fish.
Lu Zewei handed over 80 cents and took the grass carp strung with straw.
The salesperson was obviously trying to hold back her laughter, but because Liang Xin's casual words just now had driven away a group of family members and women, she kept her mouth shut and said nothing.
Liang Xin also smiled at the salesperson, which made the salesperson's scalp numb and he didn't know where to put his hands.
I thought to myself that this little girl has a complicated personality and temper.
Liang Xin took the food book, bought tofu and thick bean curd sheets, and weighed some bean sprouts.
I went to the vegetable market and bought lettuce, celery, potatoes, onions, and half a basket of peppers, including dried peppers, Hangzhou peppers, and chili peppers. Some family members who didn't like to talk about others were amazed when they saw the sale.
In fact, the service community vegetable station cannot buy so many peppers at ordinary times. The reason why there are so many peppers is because of the blind date in the leader’s family. The revolutionary nature of red peppers spread, so that there are many more peppers on the dining tables of every family in the compound recently.
That’s why there is so much pepper in the vegetable market.
Liang Xin didn't know this. She walked back to the west courtyard with Lu Zewei, and the conversation never stopped.
The more discussions there were, the more guilt Lu Zewei felt.
After this trip, he already understood why Liang Xin suddenly asked him to sew a quilt that night and why she insisted on asking him to go out to buy groceries today.
"Can you kill fish?"
Liang Xin looked at the big grass carp in the basket and said, "After you gut it and scrape off the scales, split it in half from the middle of the belly, but don't split the spine. Let it lie in the pan and fry both sides with oil first."
"What is this practice?"
Lu Zewei no longer had the reluctance she had before leaving the house. Now she was very willing to cook a meal for Liang Xin that she liked. "There are so many vegetables. Do we have to put them all in?"
"Yes, after frying the fish, take it out, add oil, bean paste, ginger, dried chili peppers, peppercorns, garlic cloves, bay leaves, fennel, fermented black beans, onions... In short, whatever seasonings you have at home, it's not too much to use them all, so that you can make a delicious sauce."
Liang Xin couldn't help swallowing her saliva. "Yesterday I saw Xiao Shi buy some pork shanks. It would be best to use the soup made from pork shanks to add to the sauce to stew the fried fish. When the fish is almost done, add the washed and chopped asparagus, thick bean curd leaves, celery, bean sprouts, and potato slices, and then top it with chopped Hangzhou peppers, chili peppers, and dried chilies..."
Suddenly, Liang Xin stopped and looked at Lu Zewei, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Lu Zewei: ".......Why are you looking at me like a fool?"
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