Wei Ling got up early today, so of course he made breakfast. It wasn't anything complicated. He just steamed buns made from three-ingredient flour, boiled some millet porridge, and made a simple stew. But as he was worried that it wouldn't taste good, he didn't put too much meat in it.
Chuchu and the wolf cub are relatively easy to raise. They eat whatever you give them and are not picky.
The main reason is that I don’t dare to challenge Wei Ling.
"Sister, sister——" Chu Chu was so happy to see Qin Qingman wake up. Seeing that Wei Ling still had a lot of firewood to chop, he ran into the house and went into Qin Qingman and Wei Ling's room.
Before entering the west room, he even took off his coat and washed his hands.
"Sister, you're awake."
Chuchu reached out her hand to touch Qin Qingman's forehead with a worried look on her face.
Seeing Chuchu like this, Qin Qingman knew that Wei Ling must have said something that caused the child to misunderstand.
"I'm fine. I'll sleep well and get ready to get up."
Qin Qingman pulled down the little hand on her forehead and looked under the kang. The wolf cub had actually followed her in and was wagging its tail at her.
As far as the tail-wagging aspect is concerned, he is really unreserved and doesn't have any of Xiao Hei's cool and aloof nature at all.
"Sister, brother-in-law said you were tired and asked us not to disturb you. Are you feeling better now?" Chuchu was still worried about Qin Qingman. They had encountered many problems in Tuanjie Village before.
"It's all right, don't worry."
Qin Qingman reached out and rubbed Chuchu's head.
"Sister, your brother-in-law has cooked egg custard for you. I'll go see if it's ready. You should get up soon." Chu Chu saw that Qin Qingman was indeed in good spirits and her forehead was not hot when she touched it, so she immediately left the west room with peace of mind.
Before leaving, he took the wolf cub out with him.
The wolf cub is a boy and cannot stay in his sister's room.
Qin Qingman looked at Chuchu's excuse for not letting the wolf cubs stay in the house with amusement, and almost laughed until her stomach hurt. She waited until the two little ones left the house before she got up, dressed and packed up.
Although she did not ask Huang Wanqing to ask for leave for her in the morning, she guessed that Wei Ling must have done everything.
"Wife, I made some millet porridge. Please taste it."
At this time, Wei Ling stopped chopping wood and went back to the living room to wash his hands. Seeing Qin Qingman coming out of the west room, he carefully glanced at his wife's feet. Seeing that her steps were steady, he knew that his efforts last night did not affect her.
"Sister, there is also egg custard. The egg custard cooked by my brother-in-law is delicious."
Chuchu carefully took the chicken and egg custard out of the pot with a rag.
The eggs of this era were purely natural organic eggs, with a taste and aroma that could not be matched by eggs of later generations. When Qin Qingman just opened the lid of the pot, she smelled a rich aroma.
She looked over in the direction of Chuchu's voice and was amazed by the bowl of chicken and egg custard cooked by Wei Ling.
The thin layer of fat on the golden eggs makes the egg custard look shiny and smooth. If you sprinkle some green onions on it, it will be more delicious and tasty, and will also increase your appetite.
"A Ling, I didn't expect your steamed egg custard to be so good."
Qin Qingman knew that this bowl of chicken and egg custard was absolutely delicious before she even ate it.
Because just from the smooth and pore-free surface of the egg custard, you can tell that the taste of this egg custard is good.
Not only will eggs that are not steamed properly not have such a bright golden color, but there will also be many small honeycomb-shaped pores on the surface. The taste will not be tender and smooth, but will probably be as tough as eating a rag.
"Wife, this is the only thing I can offer."
Wei Ling explained it this way because this was what his mother in his previous life taught him.
This is really the only dish he can cook in his two lifetimes.
"Wife, try it and see how it tastes." Wei Ling calculated the time to steam the egg custard. It can be said that the egg custard tastes best when it is just out of the pot.
Facing the egg custard scooped to her lips, Qin Qingman opened her mouth with satisfaction.
Just when she was talking to Wei Ling, Chu Chu had already cut some chopped green onions and sprinkled them on the surface of the egg custard, and even dripped a few drops of sesame oil. It can be said that except for the absence of minced meat, the appearance is no different from the egg custard sold in restaurants in later generations.
“Is it delicious?”
The egg custard entered Qin Qingman's mouth, and Wei Ling and Chu Chu asked at the same time.
"It's delicious." Qin Qingman's big eyes narrowed.
It is indeed delicious. The egg custard is steamed to the perfect temperature. It is chewy and melts in your mouth. The rich taste and strong aroma instantly satisfy all the needs of your taste buds.
"Sister, is it really delicious?"
Chu Chu couldn't help but licking the corner of her lips.
"You try it." Qin Qingman took the spoon from Wei Ling's hand and scooped a spoonful of it to Chu Chu's mouth. She had just guessed from the child's question that this should be the first bowl of egg custard that Wei Ling had made in his life.
Not only Wei Ling hasn't had it yet, Chu Chu certainly hasn't had it either.
To make a good bowl of egg custard, at least five eggs are needed. Qin Qingman guessed that Wei Ling was reluctant to make two bowls of egg custard, so she didn't eat it alone.
After giving Chuchu a spoonful of egg custard, he also gave Wei Ling a spoonful.
We are all family, and under special circumstances, Qin Qingman can tolerate eating with one spoon.
"tasty!"
Chuchu smiled as she ate the egg custard, her beautiful big eyes curved like Qin Qingman's.
"Is it delicious?" Qin Qingman got Chuchu's feedback and moved her gaze to Wei Ling's face.
"tasty."
Wei Ling nodded.
Everything my wife gives me is delicious.
The family finished a bowl of egg custard in a short while. Because it was steamed at a good temperature, there was no residue on the wall of the bowl. It can be said that if there was no visible oil residue in the bowl, it would be so clean that it would not need to be washed.
"Wife, have some millet porridge to fill your stomach." Wei Ling made porridge for Qin Qingman and also left some vegetables.
Qin Qingman had expended a lot of energy last night, so she didn't bother to be polite or pretentious. She took the bowl and started eating with relish.
Although the stew made by Wei Ling was not very tasty, Qin Qingman, whose stomach was empty, did not care at all. Instead, she finished the porridge in the bowl and the dishes on the plate. She stopped only when she felt her stomach was a little full.
"Wife, are you full? I have more."
Wei Ling looked at Qin Qingman's belly. Since he noticed that his wife's waist had become thinner, he wanted to gain back the weight she had lost in the past two months.
Qin Qingman noticed Wei Ling's little move, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "Do you think I'm a pig?"
"Haha, my sister is a little pig."
Sitting beside her, Chuchu laughed at Qin Qingman.
Qin Qingman knew that Chuchu was joking because she had just woken up, so she didn't get angry. Instead, she stretched out her hand and pinched the child's cheek, saying, "I am a little pig, and what is Chuchu?"
A child born from the same parents cannot mutate.
Chu Chu also figured out the problem, and her whole body froze.
"Okay, go wash the dishes. I'll go to the village." Qin Qingman planned to go to the village to buy some old hens. She still remembered the wounds on Wei Ling's body. With so many wounds, he must have lost a lot of blood. He needed to use old hens to heal his wounds.
"Oh, I'll go wash the dishes."
Chuchu ran away holding the bowl and chopsticks that Qin Qingman had just finished eating.
He doesn't want to admit that he is also a piglet.
Looking at Chuchu's back, Qin Qingman and Wei Ling smiled at each other, and then the couple went to the yard to chop firewood, while the other went to the village with a basket.
Qin Qingman has been here for more than half a year. She is not only familiar with the people in the village, but also knows which families have old hens and which families can sell old hens at this time.
Half an hour later, Qin Qingman returned home.
The basket on the way home was much heavier because it contained two old hens.
It's a real old hen.
At least five years.
Only hens that are over five years old have therapeutic effects as food supplements. Unfortunately, I didn't get hens that are over eight or nine years old, because no one would be willing to keep an old hen for that long.
As old hens are raised for longer, they lay fewer eggs and brood less frequently. They waste food without growing meat or raising more chicks, so of course they will be eliminated. If Qin Qingman didn't exchange the two old hens today, one or two of them would have ended up in the owner's stomach in the near future.
"Sister, two chickens!"
At this time, Wei Ling had already chopped all the firewood in the woodshed and was taking Chuchu to move the chopped firewood back to the woodshed.
A heating pipe is installed on one side of the woodshed, so the chopped firewood can be placed next to each other and burn without being exposed to the sun.
Chu Chu was small and couldn't do much work. When she saw Qin Qingman come in, her attention was immediately drawn and she ran over to look at the basket Qin Qingman was carrying.
Then I saw two hens with their claws tied.
"We'll make chicken soup tonight, and you can go squeeze goat milk." Qin Qingman rubbed the child's head and reminded him.
It's not that she wanted to force the child to work, but she didn't want Chu Chu to make things worse for Wei Ling.
Wei Ling was the one who did the wood chopping and Chu Chu was just following beside him to help and play. If Chu Chu didn't help Wei Ling, Wei Ling might have made faster progress, because with Chu Chu by his side, Wei Ling would have to worry about the broken wood hurting the children.
Chuchu slapped her forehead when she was reminded, "By the way, it's time to squeeze the goat's milk." Then she turned around and looked around.
He is looking for wolf cubs.
The wolf cub liked to drink goat's milk. He hadn't been milked at noon, but the wolf cub didn't urge him.
Qin Qingman smiled and stroked Chuchu's head, reminding her: "Remember to wipe the sheep's belly with a clean towel when you squeeze the milk later." When she just walked in, she saw the wolf cub and the lamb both clinging to the ewe's belly to drink milk.
The ewe had been in their home for quite some time, and the wolf cub had become very familiar with the two sheep. The ewe had already allowed the wolf cub and the lamb to drink milk from her belly.
Chu Chu understood Qin Qingman's reminder.
Chu Chu looked up and sighed like a little adult, then went back to the kitchen to pick up the milk bucket and wash it.
The milk bucket will be cleaned every time after pouring milk, but it needs to be cleaned again before milking again.
At that time, our country did not have disinfection cabinets, so Qin Qingman could only ask for more cleaning.
Wei Ling returned home. Qin Qingman did not get stuck together just because they hadn't seen each other for two months. Instead, they continued to get along the same way as before.
Everyone is busy with their own things.
Wei Ling checked every corner of the house and repaired whatever needed repair. Qin Qingman killed an old hen and stewed it in a casserole. This time she only put Hericium erinaceus in the pot.
Wild Hericium erinaceus contains a variety of amino acids and is rich in nutrients.
It is a very nourishing food to make soup with old hens.
When Huang Wanqing got home from get off work, the rich aroma of chicken soup was wafting around the entire Qin family's home, and the villagers passing by the Qin family couldn't help but take a deep breath.
It smells so good that everyone’s mouth is watering.
At the same time, I also ate some meat.
At this time, it has been a long time since the Chinese New Year, and every household will no longer be willing to eat meat like they did during the Chinese New Year days. The remaining meat will be marinated with heavy salt and hung under the eaves to dry in the air. This way, the dried meat is not easy to mold and can be stored for a long time.
Whether or not you can get the smell of meat at other times of the year, saving meat is crucial.
After all, no one has that many meat coupons to buy meat from the supply and marketing cooperative.
If you are waiting for the team to kill pigs, they will not kill pigs unless it is a special day.
As a result, Qin Qingman's family got into trouble today. After smelling the aroma of her chicken soup, many villagers couldn't control their desire to eat meat. After returning home, they haggled with the daughter-in-law who was in charge of cooking for a long time before she agreed to cook some meat dishes.
As a result, the whole Kaoshantun was like New Year's Day today, with the air filled with the aroma of meat.
Many people were reluctant in their hearts but had happy smiles on their faces.
Eating meat always makes people happy.
Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, the Qin family started to eat. In addition to making chicken soup, Qin Qingman also washed a lot of vegetables. The weather was still cold, so the stewed chicken could be taken out and the bones could be removed to make a cold dish. The bones could be added with some water and the original soup to stew, and then the vegetables could be eaten with it.
This is the simplest hot pot.
One old hen can only make one bowl of rich chicken soup for each person.
The chicken soup was delicious. The whole family was still full after drinking it. There were so many people and the quantity was small, so no one drank enough.
Originally, Qin Qingman only intended to replenish Wei Ling's body.
But Huang Wanqing also lived in their house, and it would be too rude not to give such delicious chicken soup to others. You have to know that Huang Wanqing paid for the food.
Qin Qingman thought about it again and again, and calculated the money and food in the family in her mind.
I found that they could afford to eat one chicken a day these days, so I just went all out and gave everyone a portion of chicken soup.
She knew that Wei Ling would not drink if she and Chu Chu didn't drink.
That's why the family would deeply savor the delicious taste of the chicken soup after drinking it.
It's really not enough to drink.
"I'll stew an extra chicken tomorrow." Qin Qingman invited everyone to eat. The chicken soup must be cooked to the right degree to have the effect of nourishing the body. If there is too much water, the soup will not have the effect of nourishing the body and the taste will also be much worse.
"Sister-in-law, I will get my salary tomorrow. If you need anything at home, I will buy it from the town."
The farm was close to Hongqi Town, and Huang Wanqing took the initiative to find work for herself.
"For now, we don't need to buy anything at home. We have a lot of old hens in stock. They are almost incapable of laying eggs. They will be killed for meat soon. If such chickens are not stewed well, they will taste bland. Many people don't like to eat them. They are very cheap. We can afford to eat chicken every day these days."
Qin Qingman picked up a piece of cold sesame oil chicken with chopsticks and put it into Wei Ling's bowl.
Although the hen meat is very tough, after being stewed with Hericium erinaceus and then torn into strips and mixed with cold water, the sesame oil chicken is particularly spicy and delicious. The red chili oil wraps each piece of chicken, and with the addition of scallions and sesame seeds to enhance the flavor, it is so delicious that it doesn't taste like an old hen at all.
Huang Wanqing had spent quite a bit of time at the Qin family and knew that the family didn't have that many rules.
When eating, she would dare to pick up food as long as she stayed away from Wei Ling, so the delicious food would enter her mouth before Wei Ling could eat it.
"This is actually the meat of an old hen!"
Huang Wanqing's eyes widened.
She had eaten a lot of old hens at home before, but the taste was really bad. She originally thought that the delicious chicken soup was good enough, but she didn't expect that the chicken meat that had been squeezed dry of its essence would be so delicious after being served cold that she almost swallowed her tongue.
“It’s delicious. Very delicious.”
Chuchu was so hungry that she couldn't even raise her head, and even had time to pick up some food for the wolf cub.
Of course, the chicken given to the wolf cub was not mixed with chili oil, nor was salt added, but even so, the wolf cub ate so much that his tail wagged more often.
It can be seen that the wolf cub is satisfied with the chicken.
This is also a rare cooked meat for it.
After dinner, the family secretly loosened their belts. Under the temptation of delicious food, no one could control their food intake.
After eating and drinking, the family chatted in the living room while cleaning up the dishes. They took out the radio that had not been used for a long time, installed batteries and received channels.
Some of them are news from all over the country, and there is also a children's story channel.
At that time, there were still too few entertainment activities and few books, and everyone was already satisfied just being able to listen to the radio.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the family of four washed up and lay down on the warm kang.
Huang Wanqing and Chuchu fell asleep soon after they got on the kang, but Qin Qingman and Wei Ling did not.
As a couple, they can do a lot.
That night, Wei Ling restrained himself a little and did not bully Qin Qingman as harshly as he did yesterday. Instead, he stopped after three times.
Wei Ling's mercy also prevented Qin Qingman from falling asleep from exhaustion like she did last night. After cleaning up, she was still able to hug Wei Ling and whisper to him.
Of course, people of other identities would not know about the gold case and the bomb case, but Wei Ling was different. Besides being Qin Qingman's husband, he was also a soldier. After finding out that Zhao Cai might have connections with foreign enemy spies, Qin Qingman told him everything in detail.
What she said was very different from what Huang Wanqing said.
A lot of the content is different, and a lot of things that Huang Wanqing didn't know were added.
"Wife, the interrogation department must have sent someone to deal with Zhao Cai. They will handle it. You don't have to worry about it. As for Chen Shanhe and Chen Jing you mentioned, there's nothing wrong with interacting with them."
The former prince of the state did not think it was too high to climb the mountain.
"I think Chen Jing is a good guy and a good match for Wanqing. I hope they can get to know each other if there is a chance." Qin Qingman rarely worried about her old mother.
"Wanqing is not young anymore. It is impossible for her to get along with Qi Weiying. I think her attitude has changed. We can let her get to know Chen Jing. As for whether it can be successful, it depends on their fate."
Wei Ling hugged Qin Qingman tightly and whispered.
"A Ling, the province attaches great importance to the two major cases that occurred in Baicheng. I estimate that Chen Shanhe will return to the province as soon as possible. If he really wants to interact with our family, he will definitely bring Chen Jing to our house to introduce himself the day after tomorrow." Qin Qingman expressed her guess.
"We will give them a good reception. The day after tomorrow is the weekend and Huang Wanqing is at home, so they can come and get to know her." The day after tomorrow is also Wei Ling's last day off.
If the Qin family could establish good relations with the Chen family in the province, Wei Ling felt that there would be one more person to protect Qin Qingman when he was not at home.
"Um."
After Qin Qingman understood what was going on, she hugged Wei Ling and fell asleep.
Although she was not as exhausted tonight as she was yesterday, she was still exhausted and could not hold on any longer.
The trial of Zhao Cai was very quick and the case was quickly decided. The next night, when the family was listening to the radio, a broadcast on the radio shocked everyone who was listening to the radio at that time.
The Baicheng gold case and the explosives case were solved at the same time, and the suspect was Zhao Cai, the leader of the County Revolutionary Committee.
For a time, all members of the Revolutionary Committees across the country kept a low profile.
It is said that the Chairman was very angry with several people in charge of the Revolutionary Committee in the Central Committee.
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