Chapter 16 Zhaodi said: Third Uncle, I love eating meat the most

Zhai Ximo's heart was filled with alarm, and he was alert, "Don't tell the children these boring things..."

Marriage is not a joke. Can she just find a new father for her child just by saying so?

The man felt depressed, for he knew that when his wife was still a girl, she was considered a famous beauty in the area. Before she married him, he vaguely heard that she was engaged to a man in the county town.

Many people said that the Wang family was about to produce a golden phoenix, but who would have thought that she would later marry a man like him who came from a penniless family.

Thinking of this, an idea vaguely emerged in Zhai Ximo's mind. He hoped that after this vacation, he could bring his wife and son back to the army.

Bao Er was still young and didn't understand the difference between the new father and her own father. She clapped her hands happily and said, "Mom, when can I eat chicken? I'm hungry."

"Be good, follow daddy. Mommy is going to look for something in the forest over there." Wang Ziru said while stroking the little guy's head lovingly.

Zhai Ximo was holding a plucked hen and was about to get up to go to the kitchen to chop it into pieces. He asked in confusion, "What are you looking for? There are sometimes wolves in the mountains over there."

"I'll look for some herbs on the edge of the forest to get rid of the chicken smell."

Wang Ziru waved her hand and walked into her own cornfield, heading straight for the primeval forest beside it.

In her previous life, she was an obstetrician and gynecologist. She also studied traditional Chinese medicine and received regular training in traditional Chinese medicine gynecology, so she was familiar with various medicinal herbs.

In the 1980s when resources were scarce, if you wanted to find a piece of ginger, you probably wouldn't be able to find it anywhere in the village, so you could only try your luck in the forest next to the cornfield.

Zhai Ximo nervously watched his wife walk towards the forest across the cornfield. He wanted to dissuade her, but the chicken in his hand tasted really bad without ginger and garlic to remove the fishy smell.

He was not in a hurry to go to the kitchen to chop the chicken. He stood there, waiting for his wife to come back.

Wang Ziru walked through the un-plowed cornfield and entered the forest opposite. As soon as she entered the wet forest, she saw a few small mushrooms emerging from the grass around a huge tree.

She was overwhelmed with joy and turned to look at the man standing behind the house.

That was her husband. He was tall and had a soldier's heroic look in his eyes.

It just so happened that the man returned home from the army to visit his family.

When she saw him, Wang Ziru couldn't help but feel a warm current in her heart. She knew that this man would be her important support in the other world.

"There are little mushrooms growing here. Bring me a basket of them."

Hearing his wife shouting at the top of her voice, Zhai Ximo hurriedly turned around and walked into the side room, found a small bamboo basket and brought it to her.

Baoer, however, stood obediently outside the thatched shed behind the house, with a happy smile on his face, waiting for his parents to come back.

Zhai Ximo quickly pulled up the small mushrooms from the bushes, and took a look around the big tree. He saw a few wood ears, which he picked up, and said, "That's enough! It's not safe for you to stay in the forest alone. Come back with me."

"I'll find some herbs to remove the fishy smell..."

There happened to be perilla leaves in the bushes nearby, and Wang Ziru was so excited that she pulled out a few perilla leaves and some lemongrass by the roots.

On the way back, I picked a few green onions from the cornfield.

"This corn field is the largest one allocated to our family. However, I don't know how to grow corn, so I don't plan to grow corn here. Let's go to the town tomorrow and buy some plastic paper. You can also build some bamboo and we can build a simple shed to grow some vegetables."

When Zhai Ximo heard that his wife wanted to grow vegetables and build a shed, he suddenly felt that this home was not so desolate anymore.

"good."

"By the way, how long can you stay this time when you come back to visit your relatives?"

"Three months."

"Oh, you can help me at home."

Earlier, she said she wanted to kill a chicken and stew it, and the man took the initiative to say that he would be responsible for slaughtering the chicken, and Wang Ziru did not insist.

After all, in this era, killing chickens is a technical job.

So at that time, she stood aside and watched the man skillfully grab a chicken and cut it with a knife, splashing bright red all over.

The chicken fluttered a few times and soon stopped moving.

The next step was to slaughter the chicken, pluck its feathers, and cut open its belly. The man's movements were so clean and neat that Wang Ziru was stunned.

She didn't expect that this seemingly rough man could do these delicate tasks so adeptly.

At this time, the two of them were like an old couple, the man walking in front carrying a small bamboo basket, and the woman following behind, directing household chores.

The family of three walked into the thatched hut kitchen and hurriedly stewed the chicken while the other two families in the house were still not ready to make lunch.

Inside the thatched hut, the kid wandered around his parents for a while.

He just sat obediently at the stove door, adding firewood into the stove while watching his parents work.

After the chicken was prepared, the man began to stew it. "I'll do it. You wash the green onions and basil leaves."

"good."

Wang Ziru stood by and watched for a while, then finally came to her senses. She carried the bamboo basket and sat on a chair next to her son at the stove, picking the green onions, then washing them, and finally handed them to Zhai Ximo to throw into the pot.

Zhai Ximo was already familiar with these kitchen matters. When he was in the army, they usually had many opportunities to go out for field training.

Sometimes I have to stay out all night in the wild and can only bring some pots, pans, and bowls and set up camp on the spot...

He poured some water into the pot, added ginger slices, green onions and chicken, then covered the pot and simmered it over high heat.

"Dad, there are still small fish." The little guy reminded.

Zhai Ximo nodded slightly, a gentle look appeared on his handsome face, "Dad will fry some fish for you now."

He turned around and put some fat in the pot next to him. He first threw a few green onions into the pot, and then carefully threw the cleaned fish into the pot for frying.

Suddenly, a very pleasant smell of meat wafted through the hut.

The two little girls from the second son's family came to the hut smelling the fragrance, and their little mouths were already watering.

Zhai Xiaoya, who is seven years old this year, stood on tiptoe and asked, "Uncle San, what delicious food are you guys making?"

Her younger sister Zhai Xiaofeng, who was only five years old and a little older than Baoer, liked to play around. She sniffed hard and said, "It smells so good. Can we eat it together, Uncle San?"

"Can't!"

Wang Ziru sat at the door of the stove and refused directly.

The two little girls looked at their aunt with disappointment, then looked at their uncle, and turned away angrily.

When they walked out of the hut, they happened to meet Zhai Zhaodi.

Zhai Zhaodi was also curious about what Baoer and his family were cooking, so she swaggered into the hut, looked at the two pots cooking delicious food, and asked, "Uncle San, I like meat the most."

"..." Zhai Ximo turned around and looked at his niece while frying fish.

If it were in the past, he would never say that he was eating alone as a family of three.

But as soon as he saw his niece Zhaodi, he thought of what happened at the village pond yesterday.

Zhai Zhaodi stood by and watched eagerly, with no intention of leaving.

After a while, bursts of aroma came from the pot.

In the 1980s when resources were relatively scarce, eating meat was a luxury for many families.

The Zhai family was no exception and lived a very tight life.

Zhai Zhaodi stood beside the earthen stove, sniffing greedily. "What a nice smell!"