“How could it be fake? Look at the clothes I and the children are wearing, and the oxcart. Oh, and here’s the fabric, rice, and flour I brought for you,” Shuiqing said, seizing the opportunity.
When Hu's mother saw her daughter's family's new clothes, she was very happy. But when she saw the things they had brought for them, her smile faded, and she quietly instructed them, "You've only just started to have some money, so just use it on yourselves."
"Your father, brother, and I are living comfortably; why would we need to buy such expensive things?"
She looked at the rice and flour on the floor of the main room with some heartache; there must be more than a hundred pounds of it.
"Mom, your stomach isn't good, eat some rice to help it recover," Shuiqing said sincerely.
Mother Hu still felt that the things her daughter bought were too expensive. Considering that she had finally come home and there were no outsiders eating at home today, she said, "Mother will make big white flour and meat buns for lunch!"
The children cheered.
Shui Qing was also very happy.
Her kitchen, so rudimentary it was practically a wilderness survival kitchen, didn't even have a cutting board, so she couldn't make steamed buns, dumplings, or noodles if she wanted to.
Hearing that his mother wanted to make steamed buns, he quickly rolled up his sleeves and followed her, saying, "Mom, let me help you."
Hu's mother originally wanted her daughter to rest, but then she wanted her daughter to chat with her for a while, "...Okay."
Even though it's called a big meat bun, it can't be all meat.
Mother Hu prepared three kinds of fillings.
Shred a large cabbage, sprinkle it with salt to draw out the water, and later mix it with lean meat to make cabbage and meat filling buns.
After rendering lard from pork fat, the cracklings are finely chopped and mixed with greens and mushrooms to make mushroom and vegetable buns. The addition of pork cracklings makes them even more fragrant, so they can be considered meat buns in a way.
Both of these are mild in flavor, but for the last one, Mrs. Hu decided to make one with a stronger flavor.
She bought two blocks of fresh tofu at the market in the morning, which she used to make spicy tofu buns.
Before the pork arrived, Hu's mother prepared the other fillings for the buns, while Shuiqing kneaded the dough.
"Mother, I brought eggs. Shall we make some egg drop soup for lunch?" Shuiqing suggested.
She really wanted to eat the spicy tofu filling, but she was afraid of the spiciness since there was no soup to go with it.
Mrs. Hu was surprised to find there were eggs. She rushed to get them and was astonished by the number of eggs she saw.
She hurried back to the kitchen and asked in a low voice, "Why did you bring so many eggs? Does your son-in-law know?"
“I know, I know, he’s the one who asked me to bring it. Mother, you don’t know, we now have thirty-seven old hens, and we can collect dozens of eggs a day. What do you think this little bit is worth?” Shuiqing pushed Fan Jin.
Anyway, I bought them from the mall, more than a hundred of them, for less than a hundred yuan.
If she weren't afraid of attracting attention, she could have bought all the eggs from her parents' house.
Hearing that her son-in-law had asked her to bring it, Mrs. Hu was relieved and overjoyed.
He couldn't help but mutter, "Don't bring too much next time. The children are growing, so we need to give them some extra nutrition."
Shui Qing looked at Hu's mother's face, which was now lined with even deeper wrinkles from smiling, and replied, "The children are important, but you and Daddy are equally important. Let's eat together when there's something good to eat."
What parent doesn't like their children to keep them in their hearts?
Mother Hu turned her back, pulled up her sleeve to wipe her eyes, and said, "I don't know where the wind came from, it got in my eyes."
Shui Qing didn't expose him and quietly kneaded the dough.
"Sister! Mother, I'm back!" A hearty shout echoed through the courtyard, accompanied by heavy footsteps.
Then, the kitchen door was pushed open, and Hu Wenhua walked in with his tall and strong body. He first handed the meat he was carrying to his mother, and then his eyes were fixed on the seasoned filling and the white dough on the cutting board!
"The food at our house is so good!"
Hu's mother glanced at her son meaningfully, "You've been working hard these past few days, eat something good to nourish your body."
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