Chapter 197 Obsession with Chicken Wings



Chapter 197 Obsession with Chicken Wings

Originally, this would be nothing, but Deng Sisi usually comes to my house on Friday night and goes back to the county on Sunday night, so she is always there when we eat this dish. And like me, she particularly likes paper-wrapped wings. She and I each have three, and my dad has two, which is not enough.

He wanted to ask Auntie to make a few more, but my mother glared at him and said, "Don't eat too much of such greasy food. You're middle-aged and don't pay attention to your blood lipids and blood pressure. Are you tired of living?"

My dad smiled timidly and said, "My daughter loves to eat."

My mother's face turned serious. "Even if she wants to eat, she can't eat too much! She's a little girl learning to dance, she needs to know how to control her weight."

But it was different when it came to Deng Sisi. Every time she would look at my mother pitifully, she would say in a wronged voice, "Auntie, these chicken wings are so delicious. I've never had such delicious food at home. I really envy Sister Mengmeng so much."

At this time, my mother would look at her with pity on her face, and then without hesitation, she would take two more from my plate and give them to her. But I was left with only one, which was not enough to eat at all.

Every time I get so angry that I want to curse, what are you envious of? I am not as good as you. You can eat five a week, but I only eat one!

But the blood suppression from my mother made me never dare to resist.

There was only one time when Deng Sisi said with red eyes that she didn’t do well on the test and was beaten by her aunt. My mother’s eyes were red with heartache, and she decisively gave her all six chicken wings. I was stunned at the time, but I mustered up the courage to say, “Mom, why don’t you leave any for me? Deng Sisi likes it, and I like it too!”

My mother immediately frowned and scolded me, "Sisi rarely comes home, and as her elder sister, can't you give way to her? It's not like there are no other dishes. Can't we eat them? If you don't want to eat, don't eat."

Damn! She comes every weekend, is that a rare occasion?

I am wondering, our family obviously has enough money for a few chicken wings, so why can't we make a few more?

But I didn’t dare to ask back then. I could only curse silently in my heart, hoping that the guy who stole my chicken wings would die of fat!

I managed to get through elementary school by relying on the method of spiritual victory.

This never happened again in middle school because the Southern aunt who knew how to make paper-wrapped wings resigned and returned to her hometown. When she left, I hugged her thighs and cried, "Aunt Zhu, now that you're gone, I can't eat paper-wrapped wings anymore~"

Aunt Zhu has always been very nice to me. She sighed and wrote down the recipe for this dish in crooked handwriting on a piece of paper.

I carefully preserved it and solemnly handed it to the next aunt. Aunt Wang smiled innocently and said, "I haven't even graduated from elementary school yet. I can't even recognize the old words on it. I only know how to cook the dishes from my hometown."

I took it and looked at it carefully, and suddenly felt dizzy. They were all Chinese characters, so why were the characters written by Aunt Zhu different?

There was only writing on the paper:

[Wash the middle of the chicken wings and score them a few times with a knife to make them easier to absorb the flavor. Chop the garlic into small pieces and set aside.

Place the chicken wings in a bowl, add minced garlic, dried chili segments, salt, cooking wine, light soy sauce, pepper, and starch, mix well, and marinate for two hours.

Wrap the marinated chicken wings in tin foil and bake them in the oven at 200°C for 15 to 20 minutes. When baking the chicken wings, be sure to keep an eye on the oven to avoid overcooking them.

I, who only graduated from elementary school, didn't understand it either and felt a little hopeless.

But I still asked with a hint of anticipation.

"So, is there anything delicious in your hometown?"

“Noodle stew!”

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