"Dad buzzes just like a bee." After being corrected by his mother, Gua Gua said it again.
Zhou Chengning was stabbed in the heart again by an arrow.
Xu Xiangjuan comforted her, "Don't be sad, at least your daughter didn't say little fly."
His lover's words made Zhou Chengning feel like he was being hit by a hail of arrows, and he became even more depressed.
It turns out that his wife and daughter both think he talks too much?
"We're going up the mountain this afternoon. Please be careful and wear warm clothes." Without mentioning the little bee, Xu Xiangjuan talked about going up the mountain in the afternoon.
The temperature has risen in recent days and it rained yesterday. Today her father said they were going to the mountains to pick mushrooms, so she asked her father to take Aning with him.
I couldn’t bring her with me before because Aning was usually in class or busy with other things, and it was not the right time.
Zhou Chengning had no objection to going up the mountain, as he could also pick mushrooms to add to his family's food.
When you go to the mountains, you are expected to wear your most torn clothes. As long as they are tight, they can be torn a lot, but you are not allowed to wear nice clothes.
Xu Xiangjuan patched up Zhou Chengning's torn clothes and pulled them to make sure they wouldn't tear easily. "I don't expect to pick much, so I'll bring you a small bamboo basket. Be careful and come back early when it's time to come back. Don't stay in the mountains for too long."
Zhou Chengning: "I know."
After lunch, Xu Xiangjuan took Gua Gua and Zhou Chengning to her parents’ house.
Xu Xiangjuan said worriedly, "Dad, be careful when you go up the mountain. It's still wet on the mountain. Be careful not to slip."
There are no stone steps on the mountains now, just dirt roads. How can they not be slippery after it rains?
Xu Gensheng: "I see. Your father has walked more mountain roads than you have eaten rice."
Xu Xiangjuan: "It's always better to be careful, Dad. Aning doesn't know much about mushrooms. Teach him and don't let him pick poisonous mushrooms."
Xu Xiangjuan gave a lot of instructions, and after the two left, she took Gua Gua home.
Eggs, flour and white sugar were prepared at home. Xu Xiangjuan took two bowls, cracked the eggshells, separated the egg yolks and egg whites, added the egg yolks to the white sugar and stirred them, and also beat the egg whites into a foamy state.
Without an egg beater, beating eggs manually requires a lot of effort.
"Mom, it's Dad's birthday, why didn't you let him know?" Gua Gua asked curiously while watching his mother beating eggs.
Mom said this was made for Dad, it’s his birthday today.
"Mom just remembered it, too." I couldn't tell my daughter that I was preparing a surprise.
Guagua: “Will Mom forget my birthday?”
Xu Xiangjuan: "Mom remembers Guagua's birthday. When it's Guagua's birthday, Mom will also give Guagua a birthday cake."
In fact, they didn't celebrate birthdays at that time. Not to mention that Aning had never celebrated a birthday at her age, she had never celebrated one in her twenties.
Aning’s birthday is easy to remember, it is on the tenth day of the first lunar month. His lunar birthday is indeed not easy to forget.
Today is Aning's official 28th birthday, and she wanted to give him a surprise. Her father happened to be going to the mountains to pick mushrooms, so she took the opportunity to send Aning away.
Guagua: “When is mom’s birthday?”
Xu Xiangjuan: "Guagua wants to know what to do on mom's birthday?"
Gua Gua said as a matter of course, "Let Dad make a cake for Mom."
Xu Xiangjuan: "Guagua won't remember even if I tell him, so I won't tell him."
Guagua: "I will remember it. I will tell dad when he comes back. Dad will remember it."
The daughter was always smart, so Xu Xiangjuan had to say, "Don't tell Dad, the cakes he makes aren't tasty, so Mom makes them for herself."
Yes, mom is right, what dad cooked is not tasty, "Yes, it is not tasty, I won't tell dad."
But I managed to coax my daughter.
Without a mold, Xu Xiangjuan had to use a large ceramic bowl to steam it. Gua Gua didn't want to take a nap, so he kept watching over them.
After the egg cake was steamed, Xu Xiangjuan was quite satisfied with its appearance. However, it was not as fancy as the later cakes and it seemed bland.
"Mom, I want to eat some Oh-Oh cake, just a little bit." Gua Gua smelled the sweetness of the egg cake and measured a tiny bit with his thumb and index finger.
Xu Xiangjuan: "Wait a minute, when mom finishes cutting it, you can eat the rest."
Xu Xiangjuan placed the formed egg cake upside down on a plate and used a knife to cut a piece of the egg cake at the bottom of the bowl, so that the flat area on the top of the egg cake would appear larger.
Beating the cream is troublesome and steaming the cake base is not easy, so she can only add some creativity to the egg cake.
Her second sister brought her some raisins when she came back from the Chinese New Year, saying that they were sent by her brother-in-law's relatives and were brought to her specially for the Chinese New Year.
But without cream, the raisins can’t be embedded in the cake.
First, I divided the leftover cake pieces into small pieces for Guagua. "Guagua, you can't eat this, okay? Mommy will check it later. If Guagua eats it, I won't give you the steamed egg cake on your birthday, okay?"
"I have it." Holding up the leftover egg cake in his hand, Gua Gua said he would not eat it and stared at the plate instead.
Only then did Xu Xiangjuan feel at ease to get the raisins and apples.
It may not look that good after decoration, but it is better than a bland egg cake. I feel that my preparation is not wasted after decoration. Otherwise, I could just steam a big steamed bun for the child’s father. Why bother to steam an egg cake?
Taking the raisins and a big apple back to the kitchen, Xu Xiangjuan saw that the egg cake was indeed not damaged and Gua Gua was still eating the scraps. She didn't say anything and soaked the raisins in warm water and washed them.
After all, it is an air-dried product and is always dusty.
"Mom, I want to eat Guoguo." Seeing his mother cutting apples, Guagua, who was originally sitting on a small stool eating the leftovers of egg cake, walked over to his mother.
"Save this for dinner. Guagua, eat it now. If you're full, you won't be able to eat at night." The apple slices could be placed in a circle. Although she said this, she still took a slice of apple and gave it to Guagua.
Guagua held an apple in one hand and an egg cake in the other, "It's still daylight."
It means that the evening is still far away and you will be hungry by then.
Don’t put the cut apple slices on the egg cake first. Find a position almost in the middle of the egg cake and use a spoon to dig a small hole. Fill the small hole with the soaked and washed raisins. This way the raisins will not fall off easily and can also be used as decoration. Finally, arrange the neatly cut apples in a circle and the cake is done.
Although it doesn’t look particularly good with the decorations, it’s better than just the egg cake.
After the simple cake was ready, Xu Xiangjuan placed it next to the stove and covered it with a bamboo rice cover.
Xu Xiangjuan: "Guagua, when dad comes back in the afternoon, don't tell him that you made egg cakes."
"Why don't you tell Dad that today is his birthday." She now especially wants to tell Dad that Mom made a Oh-Oh cake for him.
Children have many problems. "If I don't tell my dad about the delicious food I have at night, he will be so happy when he sees it."
Guagua: “Really?”
Xu Xiangjuan lied, "If mommy makes dad a big steamed bun, he'll be so happy, not to mention the egg cake. Guagua, don't tell daddy. Wait until he's having dinner."
Aning herself didn't even remember her birthday. In the morning she made noodles, longevity noodles, and boiled two eggs. He even gave her one of the eggs, saying that she had to eat it even if she didn't want to, as it was good for her health.
"Okay! I get it. Dad will be so happy! Oh, cake is more delicious than steamed buns!" Dad is indeed the kind of person who will be happy even if he eats steamed buns. Gua Gua listened to his mother's words in a daze.
"Mom, can I give it to Miaomiao?" Guagua pointed at the remaining scraps.
Xu Xiangjuan cut the largest piece of leftover material into several smaller pieces and was eating one of them at the moment. "Okay."
The egg cake has a delicate and soft texture, moderate sweetness and tastes very good.
Mom agreed, and Gua Gua immediately pinched another piece of egg cake and prepared to give it to Miaomiao.
Xu Xiangjuan: "Guagua, wait a minute. Mommy is going to grandma's house. Guagua, please go out with Mommy."
She planned to get a fish and a bowl of sauerkraut from her mother.
Although her husband prefers braised fish, she always thinks cake goes better with pickled fish.
The pickled fish is quite appetizing.
Guagua urged, eager to share with Miaomiao, "Hurry up, Mom!"
"Guagua, don't rush me. Mom will be fine soon." Taking a bamboo basket and a bowl, Xu Xiangjuan put all the remaining egg cake scraps into the bowl, preparing to give it to her parents.
Although Dad is not at home, Mom always leaves some food for him.
The egg cakes sold nowadays are not the cake bases of later times. They are rough and thick cakes, not soft at all. They were considered a delicacy when I was a child, but I don’t like them much now that I’m older.
I think her mother will definitely like the egg cake she makes now. Although there is not much, it is also the daughter's thought. Next time it is her parents' birthday, she will make a big one for them.
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The mountain is wet. Sometimes, when it is not raining outside, the fog on the mountain turns into raindrops when it encounters heat and falls down. In the morning, the sky outside is clear, but there is continuous rain and fog on the mountain.
It was raining quite noticeably on the mountain in the morning, but now after lunch, the fog on the mountain has almost dissipated and the rain has stopped.
Zhou Chengning followed his father-in-law and several other men. When he saw the mushrooms, he asked if they were edible. If they were, he would pick them and put them in the bamboo basket he brought.
He used to come to the mountain to chop firewood, and the dried mushrooms at home were also picked and dried by his wife herself in the mountains. He didn't know which ones were poisonous and which ones were not.
Generally, brightly colored ones are poisonous. When Zhou Chengning asked, an older uncle who liked to talk told him what kind of mushroom it was and how to cook it to make it delicious.
Zhou Chengning said he learned something after listening to it, but he actually didn’t take it to heart as to how to make it delicious. After all, as long as his wife made it, it would taste good.
"After a month or two, you can come to the mountain to dig bamboo shoots. There is a large bamboo forest on the hill next to it. The mountain used to be publicly owned, but there are still people who dare to come and steal bamboo shoots at night, after all, they are so hungry." An uncle spoke.
Xu Gensheng: "Xiao Zhou, when you go to dig bamboo shoots, don't bring a basket. Bring a large woven bag so you can bring more bamboo shoots home."
Mushrooms are not grown specially on the mountain, and mushrooms are small, so it is very difficult to pick a small basket. But bamboo shoots are different. They are big and they pop up quickly after the rain. If you don’t dig them up quickly, they will soon turn into bamboos.
"I understand, Dad. I'll bring a big woven bag when the time comes." It would be great if it was his day off, so he could carry home a big bag of bamboo shoots.
Bamboo shoots taste great and can be stir-fried or stewed.
After staying in the mountain for two hours, Zhou Chengning's bamboo basket was filled with not only mushrooms but also wild vegetables. The mushrooms could not fill the basket enough, so picking some wild vegetables made it seem like he had a good harvest today.
The way down the mountain was not as difficult as going up the mountain. Some sections were difficult to walk on, so Zhou Chengning simply followed the uncles' example and slid down while sitting.
You know what, it was actually quite fun, even though my pants and clothes were covered in mud.
When going up the mountain, you should dress warmly, not to avoid stones, dirt, and insects, but to avoid the grass that may cut you.
Some of the grass on the mountain is very sharp and can cut your hands if you are not careful.
Apart from his dirty clothes and pants, Zhou Chengning was not injured at all. He reached a fork in the road, said goodbye to his father-in-law, and went home happily.
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