Chapter 69 Unacceptable Food
As she set out on the journey back to her residence, Zhao Chunhua had already begun to quickly imagine what delicious and nutritionally balanced foods might be prepared for the family's three meals a day.
The first thing that came to my mind was to use the pork belly I bought earlier to make a fragrant and mouth-watering steamed pork with rice flour, and I didn't forget to put enough diced sweet potatoes on the bottom to supplement the taste and enhance the layering; I also considered cutting the other fresh fish I just bought into thin slices to make sour and appetizing sauerkraut fish fillets with color, aroma and taste; in addition to that, I planned to communicate with my neighbors later to see if I could get a jar of their homemade pickled vegetables with unique flavor.
Green vegetables and tofu soup are light yet delicious, and are a great dish on the table; scrambled eggs with leeks are colorful and fragrant, and are also an excellent choice.
At noon, prepare a simple and delicious dish: a clever combination of finely chopped chili strips and tender lean meat, served with a pot of egg drop soup, making the whole lunch full of the taste of home.
As the staple food, Zhao Chunhua plans to make it into mashed potatoes that are soft and delicate with a better taste, believing that this will stimulate everyone's appetite.
When the afternoon sun shifts a little, we need to go to the area that was messed up by a person named Li Cuihua to clean up the area.
Fortunately, this small plot of land in the field was not too far from where they lived, and it grew some food ingredients that they often used in daily life.
Eggplants, beans, peppers, etc., although these plants have already produced fruits and were all picked by the Li family, they were very careful to leave the roots.
No matter when and where, farmers believe that the most fundamental and important principle is to cherish and protect food.
The small garden in the yard, which was originally used to grow various edible vegetables, now looks very bare, and all that can be harvested has already been collected.
Fortunately, it is still early and has not yet reached the unbearably hot July. If we start to tidy up this exposed land now, we should be able to plant more crops before autumn comes.
When she returned home, she saw a girl in a light green short-sleeved shirt and a brown long skirt sitting in the yard waiting for her return.
The girl tied her hair up high, and looked energetic and neat.
"Mom, you're back."
Before he finished speaking, someone had already arrived in front of him - it was his daughter Zhang Baozhu. The moment she heard the door open, she immediately noticed it and went to greet him.
Seeing Zhang Baozhu suddenly stand up to greet her out of surprise, Zhao Chunhua couldn't help but gently remind her: "Be careful."
As for being called "mother" again, Zhao Chunhua feels that she is gradually accepting this new identity.
Compared to always calling others mother in the past, it seems that being the object of respect and address from others is easier to make people feel a sense of belonging.
"Are you alone?"
Zhao Chunhua shook her head gently, politely refusing the warm hand that Zhang Baozhu extended to her, which was originally intended to take the basket from her hands.
He placed the basket steadily in the corner of the kitchen and poured himself a glass of cool, thirst-quenching water.
In the action of drinking water, there seems to be a silent emotion flowing.
"Jia Ze was playing with the kids inside. When we came, only Ying Zi was there. Seeing our sudden visit, she politely said that she was going home today and would come back another day to help take care of some chores around the house."
This passage is said in a plain way, but there is a kind of understanding and tacit understanding hidden behind it.
Zhang Baozhu married Shen Jiaze, the youngest son of the Shen family in the neighboring village.
This family is well-known locally for raising pigs and chickens. They rely on this traditional craft to make a living and have accumulated some small-scale family businesses.
Although such working life is very hard and often full of unpredictable risks, with the passage of time and the accumulation of experience, their income is still acceptable, at least much better off than many people.
After hearing the news that Yingzi had returned early, Zhao Chunhua did not say anything more, but just quietly accepted this arrangement.
Obviously, as smart as Yingzi was, she had already noticed that Zhang Baozhu would bring her husband home this time, so she chose to avoid them temporarily so as not to disturb the rare family reunion.
"Then sit down and rest for a while. Let me go into the kitchen and prepare a hearty lunch for you."
When saying this, Zhao Chunhua had already taken the first step towards the kitchen.
However, before she could completely leave, Zhang Baozhu quickly stood up and stopped the kind mother with her hand: "There's really no need to go to the trouble of cooking for us. You see, I have prepared some simple lunch boxes from home in advance."
But Zhao Chunhua didn't intend to change her mind. "I have to eat anyway, so I don't cook just for you."
In fact, this is because she knows that her cooking skills are limited and she is worried that she will not be able to satisfy everyone's taste.
"If that's the case, why don't you let me help you light the fire and start cooking!"
Hearing this, Zhang Baozhu pouted slightly mischievously.
At this moment, a tempting aroma of meat wafted out from a bamboo basket placed not far away, making the already hungry people feel even hungrier.
I have known since I was a child that although my mother said one thing and meant another, she always thought about everyone silently.
"Is there anything you can't eat?"
As Zhao Chunhua was preparing to slice the meat, she turned to look at Zhang Baozhu and suddenly remembered her current pregnancy status.
What if there are certain foods that you need to avoid during pregnancy?
She couldn't help but think so in her heart, and at the same time slowed down her hand movements.
Zhang Baozhu shook her head slightly and replied, "There is nothing special that cannot be eaten."
Recalling the situations of other women of the same age in the village when they were pregnant, some of them endured the discomfort caused by pregnancy reactions from morning to night, and vomited violently after eating almost anything.
But since she found out she was pregnant, apart from feeling a little nauseous sometimes every morning, there weren't many foods that really made her feel sick to the point of being unacceptable.
"Okay then," Zhao Chunhua breathed a sigh of relief after getting the confirmation, "Let's start the fire and stew the potatoes first."
Just at this moment, Zhang Youcai came in from outside holding his and Zhang Baozhu's child, Goudan, and greeted Zhao Chunhua on the way.
The little guy seemed very interested in this strange yet familiar face. After seeing the other person, he stretched out his little hands, wanting a hug.
For children, they are still in the process of understanding the world and do not fully understand the specific relationships between the people in front of them.
But he could obviously sense that the person holding him was quite hard and cold.
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