With the arrival of Tang Tian and others, the tense atmosphere between the old men and Jiang Che quickly dissipated.
They all stood up with a smile and began to clear the things on the table.
It was a bit embarrassing to come to Jiang Che's house empty-handed, but they came in a hurry this time and really didn't prepare anything good, so they thought they would make up for it next time.
The courtyard gate was pushed open, and my father and second uncle just came back carrying hoes. Just now, after sending the three old men, Tang, back home, my second uncle also went to the fields with a hoe.
The weather is hot in the summer and the rice fields are easily short of water, so we have to dig canals to divert water from time to time.
"Dad and second uncle, you're back. Go wash up and have breakfast."
Jiang Che immediately stepped forward and greeted him.
"Well, you guys eat first, we'll be right there."
Jiang Yunshan took off his straw hat and said with a smile.
Tang Tian and Hu Lili were busy running around, serving tofu pudding and distributing bowls and chopsticks, and they were having a lot of fun.
"Grandpas, please try some of our pickled vegetables from the countryside and see if you like them. They go really well with tofu pudding."
My mother and second aunt each held two plates of pickles, including pickled radish strips, sour cowpeas, and pickled turnip heads. The last type was black granular pickles covered with bright red chili sauce.
This is actually a kind of wild ginger in the mountains, commonly known as devil ginger. This wild ginger does not have the spicy and pungent taste of ginger.
After being pickled into pickles, the skin will turn black, the meat will be crisp and refreshing, and the taste will be unique, making it perfect to eat with rice.
These pickled vegetables are all made by my mother, and the skills are also passed down to my grandmother. The flavor is absolutely first-class.
Jiang Che has loved this since he was a child, especially the pickles made with Japanese ginger, which are hard to find outside.
"Ms. Chen, you're too polite. Pickles are a good thing. This looks like Japanese ginger, right?"
"Oh, I remember when I went on an expedition to the dense forests in the south and stayed at a farmer's house, that was the first time I ate this pickled wild ginger. It's been over ten years, and I haven't had it since. I miss it so much! It's such a good thing!"
Mr. Pan said excitedly when he saw a plate of wild ginger.
It can be seen how much the old man missed this taste. There are many wild Japanese gingers in the southern forests, and there are not many specially cultivated in the countryside.
However, only wild ones have that unique taste.
"Really? Then Mr. Pan, try it later and see if it tastes like what you like."
Chen Xiuzhi put down the plates with a smile. By this time, her father and second uncle had also finished washing up.
Jiang Che's family was not present, so everyone felt embarrassed to sit down.
"Please sit down, old men. Everyone, there aren't so many rules in the countryside..."
Jiang Yunshan came out and immediately asked everyone to sit down with a happy face, and everyone sat down one after another.
"Try them all. Freshly baked tofu pudding tastes the best. They have soy sauce and sugar. You can add whatever flavor you want."
Chen Xiuzhi smiled and invited everyone to pick up their chopsticks.
In the early morning in Huaxi Village, the sunlight has not yet penetrated the mountain mist, and the courtyard is slightly cool.
The warm breakfast, served with a few plates of pickles, is full of the flavor of farm life.
The freshly baked tofu pudding is white and tender, the proportion of brine is just right, and it smells very sweet.
"I like sweet tofu pudding."
"Auntie, what flavor do you like? I'll add it for you. Thank you for teaching me how to make tofu pudding. This is my first time making tofu pudding by myself!"
Tang Tian pulled over the sugar jar filled with sugar and said sweetly.
"Auntie also likes sweet food."
Chen Xiuzhi said with a smile.
"Really? Hehe, I said sweet tofu pudding is the correct way to eat it. Those who eat salty tofu pudding are heretics. Come, Auntie, I'll add sugar for you."
Tang Tian scooped a large spoonful of sugar and poured it on Chen Xiuzhi. Chen Xiuzhi smiled and reached out to receive the sugar in the bowl.
Jiang Che's eyes twitched. He felt that there was something wrong with the way his mother looked at Tang Tian.
Old Tang, who was pouring soy sauce into the tofu pudding, glared at Tang Tian unhappily.
"I'm about to start eating. What does homemade tofu pudding taste like? I'm so excited!"
Tang Tian scooped a spoonful of tofu pudding. The tender and smooth tofu pudding trembled on the spoon, as if it would break at any time.
Tang Tian put it in her mouth. The sweet tofu pudding was so tender and smooth that it slid across the tip of her tongue. It was full of tofu aroma and so smooth. It was so delicious. Sure enough, things that you personally participate in making will be more delicious. It slowly brought her a sense of happiness.
Tang Tian suddenly narrowed her eyes, revealing her beautiful dimples.
Seeing how much Tang Tian was enjoying the drink, everyone also picked up their spoons and took a mouthful of tofu pudding. The three old men's eyes also lit up.
The craftsmanship is really amazing, the tofu pudding is delicate and smooth, without any smell of gypsum, and full of the aroma of beans. It is no worse than the tofu pudding made by chefs of star-rated hotels.
After drinking the tofu pudding, the three of them began to taste the pickles. The unique flavor conquered their taste buds immediately.
Mr. Pan has a special liking for Japanese ginger. He picks up a piece and puts it in his mouth to savor it carefully, just like tasting some top-quality caviar.
"Xiao Che, Lingzhi called back unexpectedly this morning and said she'll be in town around 10 o'clock this afternoon. Since you've bought a car, can you please pick her up for me?"
While we were eating, my second uncle Jiang Yunhai suddenly said.
"Ah, why is Lingzhi here at this time? Didn't you say you were working as a summer intern?"
Jiang Che asked with some confusion.
"I don't know either. The girl suddenly called this morning and said she was back."
Second uncle shook his head and said.
"Well, I understand, Uncle. I just happened to go to town to buy some things at noon."
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