Chapter 143 Mother Shen's Hand-rolled Noodles
Shen Lan was unhappy.
“Mom, why did you give the chicken leg to Shen Xiaochuan?”
"Didn't we agree that I would eat the big chicken drumstick?"
Shen Lan flipped over her noodles.
These noodles are all hand-rolled by Shen's mother and are very chewy.
Every time you flip it over, the noodles bounce a few times, and many of them pop out of the bowl but hang on the edge of the bowl.
Mother Shen's skill in hand-rolled noodles comes from her mother, but unfortunately, neither of her two daughters inherited this talent.
Chen Ju has a gentle personality and always uses the wrong amount of force when rolling the dough.
Shen Lan, on the other hand, is impatient and can't even knead a decent dough.
Every time she took her to knead the dough, Shen's mother would be mad at her.
But after so many years, Mother Shen had already let it go.
When she was rolling the noodles just now, she noticed that her third daughter-in-law looked very interested, which made her mind active all of a sudden.
They say a son-in-law is half a son.
That daughter-in-law is half a daughter.
What's wrong with that?
If my daughter isn't enough, isn't there still my daughter-in-law? She will have four daughters-in-law in the future!
Thinking of this, Mother Shen's eyes lit up instantly, and she no longer cared about what her daughter said.
Chicken legs are meant to be eaten by everyone in turn.
Of course, this time it was the little daughter who asked the little son to kill the chicken, but the silly boy was not capable enough and almost ate the chicken shit. As an old mother, of course she had to comfort her son's wounded heart.
After all, it is a tradition for every family to love the youngest child.
This is beyond reproach.
This damn girl is becoming more and more ignorant!
So Mother Shen mercilessly scolded her daughter, “Didn’t your third brother tell you that if you want to eat it, kill it yourself.”
"Did you kill this chicken?"
Shen Lan: ...
She subconsciously looked at Shen Xiaochuan, and the boy immediately turned around with the bowl in his hand, leaving her with a lonely back.
Shen Lan: ...
Forget it, this guy is still unreliable.
But my three older brothers... they all have sisters-in-law, so they can’t be relied upon.
The eldest and second brothers both have children. Even if they help, would she have the nerve to compete with her nephews and nieces? Do you have the nerve to compete with the third sister-in-law who just came in?
In other words, this time the third sister-in-law must eat one, and the remaining one is the one she can grab.
As for why the chicken legs were not cut into pieces, it was because the whole family unanimously felt that if the chicken legs were not complete, would they still be chicken legs?
Shen Lan picked at the noodles in the bowl depressedly, and was scolded by Shen's mother again, "If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it!"
Shen Lan curled her lips, “I didn’t say I didn’t want to eat.”
She picked it up and suddenly found the roots and wings of the chicken wings buried at the bottom of the bowl. Shen Lan looked at her mother and reluctantly felt relieved.
If you can't eat big chicken legs, chicken wing roots and chicken wings are okay.
The Shen family has had a hard time, so both the husband-wife relationship and the parent-child relationship are very close.
This is the greatness of Shen's mother.
Although he was poor, he did not complain about his own situation. Instead, he set an example by finding joy in hardship and maintained a very good parent-child relationship.
Just like not getting to eat the chicken leg, Shen Lan just yelled out.
If the child is mentally unhealthy, she will never express her dissatisfaction to her parents directly.
When Xia Keqing heard her sister-in-law say this, she gnawed the big chicken leg in the bowl with a bit of embarrassment.
I have to say, the taste of chicken legs in this era is really different.
The chicken is tender, juicy and chewy, with a unique chicken flavor.
This kind of flavor cannot be created by any later perfume.
So delicious!
The noodles were also chewy.
Xia's mother was not good at making hand-rolled noodles. The noodles she rolled were soft and mushy, and turned into paste after being soaked in the hot soup for a while.
The taste is so strange.
Because of this, the original owner didn't like hand-rolled noodles. She preferred harder noodles.
However, in this era, people are not qualified to be picky about food. It is good enough to have something to eat and be full.
So even Xia's mother didn't know that the original owner didn't like eating noodles.
Xia Keqing also doesn't like soft noodles, she prefers chewy ones.
Knowing that Shen's mother made hand-rolled noodles, Xia Keqing was ready to give face.
Who knew that even though they are both hand-rolled noodles, there would be such a huge difference!
Xia Keqing understood instantly that not people of this generation like to eat soft noodles, it’s just that Xia’s mother is not good at making hand-rolled noodles.
But three meals a day are the top priority for every family. We can’t just eat porridge and rice for every meal, right?
Always do it in different ways.
Xia Keqing remembered that when the original owner was at home, she would eat hand-rolled noodles made by her mother every three days...
Xia Keqing thought, why not learn something from her mother-in-law?
She was just thinking about this when she saw her mother-in-law coming towards her with a smile on her face.
In her hand, she held a bowl of hot chicken soup. "Xiao Qing, add some more chicken soup. Is the noodles enough? If not, I'll serve you more."
Xia Keqing was flattered, but the Shen family had already gotten used to it.
Mother Shen has always been proper. When Xia Keqing just walked in, the two sisters-in-law didn't say anything. Instead, they smiled and said, "Yes, third sister-in-law, if it's not enough, just tell mother, don't be polite."
Shen Ersao also said: "My mother's skill in rolling noodles is something I always think about when I'm not at home. I want to satisfy my cravings every year when I go home for the New Year. Unfortunately, I'm clumsy and I can't learn it no matter what."
Mrs. Shen said, "My second brother's wife said she was stupid, so am I even more stupid?"
"Yurong's father and I stay with mom every day, but I haven't learned this unique skill from mom!"
Shen Lan said: "Since my elder sister said that, my elder sister and I are even more stupid. We are born by our mother and we can't learn it."
The two sisters-in-law laughed when they heard it.
Mother Shen was happy to hear this. She didn't know how to talk to the third daughter-in-law, but the topic ended here. She looked at Xia Keqing with bright eyes, "Xiaoqing, if you like, mother will teach you!"
Before Xia Keqing could say anything, Chen Lan said, "Mom, forget it. My third sister-in-law still has to go to school. She will definitely not return to the countryside after graduation. Why would she learn how to make hand-rolled noodles from you? Will she open a stall or a store in the city?"
Mother Shen: …
Chen Lan added, "Third sister-in-law, I advise you not to learn from my mother. She has too many rules. When kneading dough, too much water is not good, too little water is not good either. You have to keep kneading the dough, and too little water is not good either. How can we women have that much strength?"
She whispered to her third sister-in-law, "It's only because our mother has been doing farm work since she was a child that she has such great strength. We really can't do it, so don't make it difficult for yourself."
"If you don't believe me, ask my elder sister?"
Shen Ju smiled awkwardly and helplessly, with a gentle smile.
Xia Keqing: ...
Mother Shen said directly: "Go away, it's better to give birth to a stick than to give birth to you. Don't ruin your mother's reputation. If your third sister-in-law wants to learn, I will teach her. Of course, she has to learn things well. How can she be like you and do everything casually?"
Xia Keqing immediately said, "Okay, okay, it happens that the noodles rolled by my mother are soft and mushy when cooked, and I can't get used to them. The ones made by my mother are delicious. I will learn and teach my mother, so that Ke Xin and Zhi Jie will not be harmed by her again!"
When she said this, everyone in the Shen family laughed.
Mother Shen was even more grinning from ear to ear.
Shen's mother's hand-rolled noodles are very popular among the Shen family, so whenever the family gets together, Shen's mother will roll some and cook a big pot.
Any leftovers will be packed up and given to the children to take away.
This year, there is a new baby in the family, so I cooked a big pot today, as we didn’t have enough noodles.
Mother Shen decided to take this opportunity to roll more.
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