Chapter 1212At

this time, Jiang's mother also came out after taking a bath. She was hungry and ate the river clam chili sauce noodles made by Jiang Liu.

She ate without saying a word.

But Jiang's father finished a big pottery bowl of noodles, still not satisfied, and asked her: "What kind of sauce is this, why is it so delicious, how is it made?"

Jiang Liu said silently, "It's river clam meat sauce." She told Jiang's father how to make river clam chili sauce again.

Jiang's father and mother only then found that the river clams and snails she caught in the morning were gone. Jiang's father slapped his thigh and said: "Oh my god, this river clam can be so delicious!"

Almost as long as river clams are mentioned, everyone's impression of river clams is that the meat is old and fishy, ​​which has already formed a fixed impression.

After all, in that era, where could people have money to buy cooking wine to remove the fishy smell? All cooked in one pot, a little coarse salt is good.

Jiang's father's eyes lit up in surprise: "Show me the river clam chili sauce you made."

Jiang Xi went to get a bottle of snail chili sauce and handed it to him.

Jiang's father opened the lid and ate a chopstick: "This snail can actually be made into sauce!" And it's so delicious!

Jiang's mother wanted to eat it, but she had a cold face and didn't pick it up. Jiang's father poured some into her bowl. Jiang's mother frowned in disdain: "Don't give it to me, I don't eat this stuff. It's not like I don't have anything to eat, so I eat this kind of thing."

She took it back to Jiang's father with a chopstick.

After all, it was chopped sauce, and one chopstick couldn't pick it up all, so she frowned and ate it.

It tasted really good.

Jiang's father said, "I'll make some and sell it in town later to see if I can sell it."

Jiang's mother frowned and said disdainfully, "Forget it. This broken stuff is everywhere in the fields. Who has so much money that would buy this stuff? Don't think it will happen."

Jiang's father said unhappily, "How do you know it can't be sold if you haven't sold it yet? Anyway, this thing is worthless. There are plenty of it at the hydropower station. It doesn't matter if you can't sell it and eat it at home. By the way." Jiang's father said to Jiang Xiao, "If you can't sell it, you can send it to Xiao Xiao and Jiang Bo. It's at least some meat."

"If you want to deal with it, go and do it, don't come to me. There's still a lot of work to do in the fields, and you're dealing with these useless things all day long."

Jiang's mother finished her noodles with a snort and went back to her room to watch TV.

Jiang Xi said, "If you take them to sell, it's best to keep them for two more days after you bring them back, so that the mud and sand can be spit out."

Jiang's father then realized that the river clams and snails he had just picked in the morning were made into sauce in the afternoon: "Why didn't you keep them for two more days?"

Jiang Xi said, "There is no place to keep them, only a bathtub, which is needed at home."

This is indeed a problem. Jiang's father frowned. If he wants to make snail meat sauce, he must have something to keep them.

It is definitely too late to go and find snails now. The night in the countryside is pitch black, and he is tired all day today and needs to rest.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother didn't watch TV for a long time. After watching the weather forecast after the news broadcast, they went to bed.

She has to get up early tomorrow morning to go back to her parents' home to deliver fish to her brothers and sisters.

After a whole day of catching fish like the Japanese, there were very few fish on the beach, but the next day there were still many people fishing there, mostly young children, and a few adults.

Don't think that after catching so many fish, there will be fish to eat at home. All the live fish will be taken to the town to sell. Only the dead fish will be kept, either for their own consumption, or pickled and dried into fish jerky to be eaten when guests come to the house or during the New Year.

Jiang's father got up before dawn to catch crayfish. Jiang's mother also got up early. When the sky was just a little blue, she got up and called Jiang Xiao to get up. Unexpectedly, she had tied the rod inside.

She knocked on the door and said, "Get up! Marinate the fish, or they will go bad if you don't!"

Not all the fish caught yesterday were still alive. Some died yesterday, and some died last night.

Jiang Xi was so annoyed by her that he couldn't sleep anymore. He got up and washed up.

After a while, Jiang's father came back with a bucket of crayfish. He took a brush and went to the pond to scrub

the crayfish. He was afraid that he would not be able to catch the boat in the town in time, so he called Jiang Xi to come and wash with him. One of them scrubbed the crayfish, and the other removed the shrimp head and shrimp thread from the crayfish. After washing, they hurried to roast the spicy crayfish.

Jiang Xi cut a lot of cucumber strips, green peppers and garlic leaves for him and mixed them in with the soup. "If someone buys crayfish, you can give them some cucumber strips and green peppers, and the soup will be free. If no one buys, go to your aunt's house to borrow a bowl, take out a few for people to try. People will know it's delicious after trying it, and there will always be people who will buy it."

"Okay, I know." Jiang's father smiled and said, "I have to go. I will be late for the boat soon."

He picked up the wooden barrel containing crayfish, put on the lid, picked up two large plastic buckets of fish, and hurried away.

Jiang Xi hurriedly brought a can of snail sauce and gave it to Jiang's father: "Please bring it to my aunt for me!"

During Jiang Xi's three years in junior high school, she often ran to her aunt's house when she was extremely hungry and had a full meal there. Her aunt lived with her parents-in-law, and her arrival caused a lot of inconvenience to her aunt.

Jiang's father was very embarrassed because he had no hands to carry the things.

Jiang Xi followed him and took the bucket from his hand: "I'll take it to the boat for you."

In fact, she wanted to go with him, because she had hidden a lot of lobsters in the mountains.

When passing by the rice field, Jiang's father took some straw, quickly rolled a straw rope, tied it to the mouth of the bottle, and then waved to her: "Go back, school will start in a few days, go back and read more books." When

she got home, Jiang's mother had already left.

Seeing that it was still early, Jiang Xiao put on her hat and went to the field to pick long beans.

These were the vegetables she would eat after school.

There were vegetables in the school cafeteria, but the 30 kilograms of food coupons her family set for her every month were not enough to fill her up. She used all the food coupons to buy rice, so she had to bring her own vegetables, otherwise she would not have enough to eat.

It was amazing to say that the pickled cabbage, long beans, and radishes made by Jiang's mother and grandfather were all rotten.

From childhood to adulthood, the sour long beans that other people ate were crispy and sour, but only their long beans were soft, rotten, bitter, and the color was particularly touching.

Have you seen the black and gray pickled long beans?

Jiang Xiao had eaten them.

Grandpa Jiang also likes to eat these bitter rotten pickled cabbage and rotten radish. He doesn't have to chew them. He thinks they are especially fragrant and tasty when cooked with rapeseed oil.

To describe stinky tofu, it is stinky and fragrant.

Anyway, Jiang Wu can't appreciate it.

None of her family knew how to cook the food she liked, so she had to cook it herself to have enough food and clothing.

Now that she thought about it, she, her father, and her two brothers were all so good at cooking, maybe it was because they were forced to do so by Grandpa Jiang and Mama Jiang’s cooking skills.

There is a saying that poor students have a lot of stationery.

Although Mama Jiang’s cooking skills were not good, she was almost always busy all year round. She could find work for her. She could make pickled radishes, pickled vegetables, and pickled beans, and she could make all kinds of pots and jars at home.

She couldn’t bear to throw anything away. She washed the cans and the drip bottles used for hanging water and put them on the table against the kitchen wall. They could be used as hot water bottles in winter.

Jiang found two empty jars, washed them, blanched them with boiling water, and rolled them in a hot pot. He put the washed long beans, ginger slices, garlic, chili peppers, etc. into the jars and marinated them. He then pressed them tightly with two washed pebbles and poured the white wine that Jiang's father occasionally drank.

When Jiang's mother left, she carried two buckets on her shoulders. When she came back, she carried two more buckets filled with eggs, bamboo shoots, rice, flour and other things given to her by her brothers and sisters from her mother's side. When she came back, she saw Jiang Xiao pickling fish there. Maybe she was in a good mood because she had returned to her mother's side. After putting down the carrying pole, she walked over to Jiang Xiao and even wanted to touch his hair, but Jiang Xiao avoided her.

Jiang's mother sighed and said, "Oh, don't blame me for hitting you. I was just very angry with you. You are my flesh and blood. How could I bear to hit you~"

She said, "You blame me for not loving you, but look at the whole village. Which girl can study like you and graduate from junior high school? Apart from asking you to cook and sweep the ground, your family didn't ask you to do any heavy work, right? Carrying water and carrying buckets are all done by your brother. Look at the village. Other girls, which one of them didn't cut grass, herd cattle, harvest rice, plant rice seedlings, and carry loads since they were young, doing everything inside and outside the house."

Jiang Xi raised his head to look at Jiang Ma, and hung the pickled fish under the eaves: "Just tell me what's the matter."

Jiang Ma sighed again: "Now your eldest brother has to repeat his grade, and your second brother will soon be in the third year of high school. Next year, two people in the family will go to college..."

Jiang Xi laughed in his heart: Sorry, there is no one.

"Your father and I can't afford to support the three of you to study. Even if you squeeze our blood and flesh dry, I can't afford to support the three of you to study."

As she said this, Jiang Ma sobbed and cried.

Jiang Xi just looked at Jiang Ma crying. After a while, he smiled and said, "Grandpa said that he would support me."

In Jiang Ma's eyes, Grandpa Jiang gave them money for their old age. So Grandpa Jiang's money was her money. What was the difference between using Grandpa Jiang's money and her money?

She cried and said, "Can't you be more sensible? I don't expect you to feel sorry for me, but your eldest brother is already nineteen. If he repeats his studies for another year, he will be twenty next year. People in the countryside get married early and start a family at the age of twenty. If he delays any longer, his whole life will be delayed." With red eyes, she said to Jiang Xi in a gentle voice, "I'm begging you. Go out to work for a year, and then come back to repeat your studies after a year. You will only be sixteen by then, and it will still be in time." Seeing that

Jiang Xi was not moved by her words, Jiang's mother cried even more sadly, "Why are you so disobedient now? I don't know how well-behaved and obedient you were before!"

Jiang Xi said, "I was so well-behaved and obedient, but you still beat me from childhood to adulthood, didn't I?"