Chapter 17: Family Separation Dinner
Chen Qingqing first blanchs the chicken, cleans it, puts a little lard in the pot, and adds onions, ginger and garlic to stir-fry until fragrant.
Then pour the old hen into the pot, stir-fry for a while, add salt and hot water, cover the pot and start stewing the meat.
It didn't take long before the chicken in the pot was bubbling and the aroma of the chicken spread in the air, filling the entire yard.
Chen Qingqing couldn't help but sigh that the chickens of this era eat grass and insects, and they are so delicious without adding so many seasonings.
Chen Han smelled the tempting meaty aroma emanating from the pot, his mouth watering. "This is the smell of meat, it smells so good!"
After saying that, he sniffed hard.
"Little greedy cat, don't be impatient. Wait for me to make some millet porridge, then we can eat."
"Okay, I'll light the fire for my sister." Chen Han looked obedient.
The sun gradually sets, fading the scorching heat of the day, and cool breezes blow, bringing bursts of coolness.
Chen Qingqing found two wooden boards, used the stone trough for feeding cattle as the bottom, and put the wooden boards together to make a temporary table.
I also found a few wooden blocks to use as small stools.
On the wooden table, there was a large pot of chicken emitting a rich aroma, and four bowls of sticky millet porridge.
The family sat around the simple dining table, everyone with a smile on their face.
Chen Han looked at the food on the table without blinking. There was meat and thick millet porridge. It was so rich, even better than what he had eaten during the Chinese New Year.
He kept swallowing his saliva, "Sister, I am not dreaming, please pinch me quickly."
Chen Qingqing smiled and pinched his arm gently, "Does it hurt, little greedy cat? This is not a dream."
Chen Zhanshan's eyes were covered with mist. In the past, when the whole family ate together, any delicious food would be placed in front of the third wife.
His two children always had half a bowl of rice and half a bowl of dry food in their bowls.
Even if there was some meat stewed at home, the two children could only watch and lick their lips.
He looked at his two children, and his heart softened. They had not even had a meal of meat in all these years.
Although I work the most, I have always been the one who eats and wears the worst at home.
His parents were so content with their partiality, so why should he be reluctant?
It’s great now. No matter what the food is like, the children no longer have to worry about other people’s feelings.
Thinking of this, he felt relieved and announced that dinner was ready.
Chen Han couldn't wait to pick up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth. "This is chicken. It smells so good."
"Dad, Mom, please try my daughter's cooking." Chen Qingqing picked up a piece of chicken for Lin and Chen Zhanshan respectively.
Lin chewed slowly, the chicken was soft and fragrant, and a light meaty flavor spread in his mouth.
She has been married into the Chen family for so many years and has never eaten a piece of meat. Now it feels so good to eat the meat stewed by her daughter.
Chen Zhanshan took a bite and couldn't help but show his admiration. When did his daughter learn to cook? It was so delicious.
The family ate up all the millet porridge and a large bowl of chicken, and even drank up all the chicken soup.
Chen Han ate with a satisfied look on his face, holding his stomach and burping. "Sister, I've never eaten such a full meal before. Will I be able to eat full tomorrow?"
"Of course. From now on, we are together as a family. As long as we work hard, things will get better and better."
Chen Zhanshan's breathing stagnated. The chicken was snatched back by Qing Ya'er today. If it weren't for his daughter, let alone chicken, there might not even be rice bran.
His eyes were filled with guilt. "Qing girl, you're right. As long as our family is together, our future will definitely get better and better. I'll go to Qingshui Town tomorrow to see if Dad can make some money."
Lin nodded, "Master, thank you for your hard work."
Seeing their worried looks, Chen Qingqing comforted them, "Dad, Mom, don't worry. As the saying goes, there will always be a way out. Everything will be fine."
She had already made a plan in her mind. The headman gave her three pounds of millet, plus half a bag of rice bran, which should be enough to last her for at least ten days.
There must be a way to make money during this period, not to mention that she has a magic weapon.
Thinking of this, she touched the ring on her finger, but she didn't know what it was used for.
I'll have to think about it carefully later, maybe it's a powerful golden finger!
The Chen family's old house.
There were scrambled eggs, egg custard, a plate of stir-fried vegetables on the dining table, and a bowl of brown rice in front of each person.
Everyone sat around the table, listening to the laughter coming from the house next door, with different thoughts in their minds.
Old Man Chen was inexplicably depressed, puffing away on his old pipe. He was worried: with one less laborer at home, who would do the farm work tomorrow? Who would go up the mountain to collect firewood and sell it for money?
Old Mrs. Chen also had a sad face and sighed.
The eldest daughter-in-law is not here, the second daughter-in-law cannot be ordered around, and the third daughter-in-law has never done any housework. Who will do all the work here?
Chen Zhanliang was worried about the eldest wife's family. "Eat chicken today, but starve in a few days. Will the old lady forgive you so easily? She must let you go to extremes of happiness and then suffer misfortune."
Sun's face was filled with envy, her eyes almost popping out. Wasn't the eldest wife's current life exactly what she had always dreamed of?
The whole family can eat whatever they want without having to worry about other people’s feelings. How wonderful and comfortable life is.
Liu Mengjiao raised the corner of her mouth in disdain and said, "You eat meat today, but in a few days I will leave you starving."
Chen Ruolan smelled the aroma of meat and suddenly felt that the scrambled eggs and steamed egg custard in front of her were no longer fragrant.
She frowned and said unhappily, "Grandma, I want to eat stewed chicken too. I don't like scrambled eggs."
"That's right, why can they eat chicken but we can't?" Chen Jiye also got angry and pushed the bowl and chopsticks forward. "Grandma, don't you love your grandson anymore? That's why you killed the big hen and gave it to that little bastard Chen Han to eat. I want to eat chicken too, I don't want scrambled eggs."
Chen Dabao buried his head in his food and didn't even look at the plate of eggs. He knew that if he didn't look at them, he wouldn't be greedy, and his grandparents wouldn't let him eat them anyway.
Chen Xiaobao stared at the scrambled eggs on the table and drooled, "Mom, they don't like eggs, but I want to eat them."
Sun's heart was broken when she saw her two sons. Every time she ate, her mother-in-law would cook two eggs, saying that they were to nourish the third son's brain.
But the third brother never ate at the table. He would always take the food back to the house secretly to feed his two little brats.
She didn't care about so many things at the moment. She took the scrambled eggs, picked up the chopsticks and gave them to Dabao and Xiaobao's bowls. She scooped half of them and poured the rest into her husband Chen Zhanliang's bowl.
"Dabao, Xiaobao, your sister Ruolan and brother Jiye are tired of eating eggs. You two should eat them while they are hot. They won't taste good if they get cold."
After she finished speaking, she nudged Chen Zhanliang, who was stunned, and said, "Hurry up and eat. The eldest brother has been divided out. From now on, you will have to do all the housework. How can you have the energy to work if you don't eat enough?"
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