"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll cook."
"I'll do it. You can't take away my rare opportunity to perform."
Wei Jianguo couldn't bear to see his wife work so hard, so he wanted to cook for her himself.
"Let's cook together. What do you want to eat? We have plenty of supplies for the winter at home, so just order whatever you want."
Song Shuqian waved her hand generously. She had bought a lot of things to investigate. Fortunately, she had the magic gourd, so she would not arouse suspicion.
Of course, what Song Shuxi told others was that Wei Jianguo wrote back and asked her to help his classmates exchange some as they wanted to take them home to eat.
Wei Jianguo took the big sack he brought back and said, "Look, what I brought."
There was a big goose in the sack.
"Let's eat the goose stewed in an iron pot. Cook it all and you can save the rest for when you don't have time to cook."
This big goose weighs 9 kilograms and cannot be stewed in one pot.
Wei Jianguo specially sought out a chef to learn how to add oil and various seasonings into the pot, then added the goose that had been soaked in blood and stir-fried it. Stir-fry until the surface of the goose meat is slightly yellow and the moisture is dried.
Then add condiments such as soy sauce and sugar and continue frying to color the goose.
Then add boiling water and simmer over low heat.
You can’t rush making this dish.
When the time is almost up, add dried potatoes, radishes, and vermicelli.
Two children and three dogs stood by the pot, drooling.
"Dad, when can we eat it? It smells so good."
"Yes, Dad, we are hungry."
The dogs followed suit and barked.
Wei Jianguo rubbed the heads of the three dogs one by one. "What are you waiting for? The seasoning here is strong and you can't eat it."
Mo Ying's saliva was dripping from his mouth.
Wei Jianguo rubbed its head again and said, "Okay, I'll give it to you, but you can't eat too much. Just try it. You still have to eat dog food."
They learned how to raise dogs from the base, using simple steaming and cooking, less salt and seasoning, and trying their best to preserve the taste of the ingredients themselves.
At first Wei Jianguo didn’t understand. The people in the village raised dogs and just fed them whatever was left over, and they were well raised.
Later he figured it out. The villagers were poor and the food they ate was low in oil, salt and seasoning.
By accident, it's just right for dogs.
The goose stewed in an iron pot is out of the pot, and the aroma spreads from far away.
Song Shuqian filled a big bowl, leaned over the wall and called out to Tiantian, "Come out quickly, there's something delicious."
Tiantian had just returned as well. As she took the bowl, she said, "Why did you make such a hard dish today? It smells delicious."
"Wei Jianguo is back and will leave tomorrow. I'll make him some delicious food to nourish him."
They are all military wives. Those who suddenly come back one day and leave the next day are probably going on missions. Tiantian didn't ask any more questions and said, "I'll return the bowl to you tomorrow."
"Okay, eat it while it's hot. Do you have any steamed buns at home?"
"Yes, you should go back soon."
After delivering the meal, Song Shuxi went home to eat.
An An Le Le held the bowl and ate happily bite by bite.
Song Shuxi really likes to eat the potatoes in it. The dried potatoes have absorbed the deliciousness of the goose meat and the rich essence of the soup, making them plump and elastic. In addition to the softness of the potatoes themselves, they also add a unique toughness and chewiness.
Every bite brings a sense of happiness and satisfaction.
There is no rule of not talking while eating in their family, but no one spoke at this moment. The food was so delicious that there was no time to talk.
After eating and drinking, the two children had big round bellies and said, "Mom, I'm so full."
Song Shuqian held her forehead with her hand and said, "Mom is too full. Let's get up. Let's walk around the house together until we feel comfortable."
One lap, two laps, three laps...
Wei Jianguo laughed and said, "It should have been made earlier. I had forgotten about this dish."
Song Shuqian rubbed her belly without any mannerism, "It's really delicious. I don't think the goose meat itself is that delicious. The really delicious parts are the potatoes and vermicelli that have absorbed the broth."
"According to folk legend, there are three strange things in Northeast China: the windows are papered on the outside, young girls smoke big pipes, and everyone loves the goose stewed in an iron pot. This shows the power of this dish."
The family of four took a long walk before they felt less full.
The two children were so sleepy that they fell asleep while doing the splits.
Song Shuqian arranged their sleeping positions so that they could sleep well.
Wei Jianguo didn't have time to say anything and went straight to the point. He was feeling suffocated over the past few months.
The two were immersed in the melody of love, their rhythms echoed each other, and together they composed a beautiful piece of music, with every note beating with happiness and satisfaction.
When she woke up the next day, Song Shuqian felt satisfied both physically and mentally.
Outside, Wei Jianguo was checking the two children's recent training results.
By the way, teach them military boxing.
Through the window, you can see two short guys raising their arms and kicking their legs, looking very serious.
Song Shuqian simply tidied herself up, changed her clothes, and went to the kitchen to find food.
I consumed too much last night, and the goose stewed in the iron pot has already been digested.
Wei Jianguo raised his eyes and saw her in the sunlight, "her face was as red as peach blossoms in the sun, and her eyes were as affectionate as autumn water." He will remember this moment for the rest of his life.
Song Shuqian smiled when she saw a plate of chive dumplings and a bowl of millet porridge.
It is her favorite chive box.
It’s just too troublesome to do, so Song Shuqian never does it.
She leaned her head out and said, "Thank you, husband."
Wei Jianguo smiled. With this sentence, it was worth it for him to get up early in the morning and work for an hour.
Wei Jianguo had other tasks to do and couldn't stay long. After playing with the two children for a while, he had to leave.
"Dad has a mission and needs to leave. You two should listen to mom at home and take good care of her. Try to do your own things, and ask mom to teach you if you don't know how.
Fudian is the one you want to raise, and it is your responsibility. You have to take care of it every day and teach it the rules..."
Every time I left, Wei Jianguo was very worried and would complain a lot.
Both Song Shuqian and the two children listened to him very carefully.
They really enjoy this kind of chattering.
Because of love, there arises sorrow; because of love, there arises fear. If one is free from love, there will be neither sorrow nor fear.
Song Shuqian explained this principle to her two children a long time ago.
An An and Le Le went over and kissed their father, "Dad, we will miss you. We will take good care of mom."
Song Shuqian also took the initiative to hug them, "Hubby, please be safe. Nothing is more important than you. We will stay at home and wait for you to come back."
Watch him leave.
Song Shuxi suddenly understood what her mother said in her previous life, "You embark on the journey, and I stay loyal to you. When you return, the spring flowers will be in full bloom."
I also understand the sadness and helplessness of a mother when a third person is forcibly added into a relationship between two people.
She said in her heart, "My husband is going on a difficult journey, shouldering the mission and fulfilling the ambition. I am leaning against the door of home and praying that he will return safely soon so that we can be happy together."
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