Chapter 23: Warming up the Iceberg Wooden Man
Han Jiaojiao originally wanted to make tomato fish hotpot, but she didn't expect Shen Junshan to come back so early and make a scene at the door, which wasted a lot of time.
She decided to braise it.
She skillfully chopped the whole fish into appropriate sizes, put in cooking wine, shredded ginger, chili segments and peppercorns, kneaded them for a while, and put them aside, covered them with a lid and marinated them.
Taking advantage of this free time, Han Jiaojiao had already heated up the oil in the wok. She put a handful of dry ingredients in, and the wok began to smoke with a sizzling sound.
After the aroma of the dry ingredients came out, she put the bean curd sheets into the pan, stir-fried them until both sides were golden brown, then added soy sauce and simmered them in the stove.
Han Fang picked the green vegetables, ran to her, squatted over the sink, rinsed them, and handed them to her.
Han Jiaojiao fried it and the fish was almost marinated. She washed the pan and poured some oil on it to cover the bottom of the pan. After the oil was heated, she put the fish pieces in the pan. After frying until golden brown, she took the whole piece out and poured the oil in the pan into a small bowl for later use.
She still had some bean paste in her cupboard, so she didn't add salt today. She just used a little dark soy sauce to add a touch of color. After it was cooked, she added some chopped green onions.
“Can I use this bowl?”
"Okay, what do you want to do?"
"Mrs. Yunxia fought for us today, shouldn't she thank her? If it's okay, I'll give her some fish. The Qingjiang fish I bought has very few bones, so she should be able to eat it."
Han Jiaojiao knew what kind of person Shen Junshan was.
If it were someone else, they would definitely not let her deliver it. After all, it is not enough for everyone to eat themselves, and no matter what kind of meat it is, it is a treasure.
But Shen Junshan is not such a person.
She selected four or five pieces from the fish belly and also made some bean curd sheets. When she was done, she asked Han to deliver them to her.
Han Jiaojiao held up the beer bottle and asked, "Do we have a screwdriver?"
"Need not."
Shen Junshan took the chopsticks, clamped the bottle cap with the tip of the chopsticks and pried it upwards with force, and the bottle cap fell to the ground.
Han Jiaojiao turned into a little fan girl, squatting beside him and clapping her hands like a seal.
"Honey, you are so awesome! How did you do it? Teach me!"
"No, it's useless for you to learn it."
Teach him that it would be bad if I went out to drink when he wasn't paying attention.
Han Jiaojiao took off her apron and took bowls and chopsticks for three people. Han Fang also came back, and several people sat together to eat.
After chatting for a while, Han Jiaojiao suddenly said, "Hubby, you haven't contacted each other for a year, aren't you curious about why Jin Guizhi contacted you?"
Shen Junshan obviously didn't want to talk about this topic.
He pretended not to hear, and Han Jiaojiao stepped on his foot: "I'm talking to you!"
"It's none of your business."
"What do you mean it's unnecessary?"
Han Jiaojiao pinched his ear and turned to her: "Are we a family?"
"yes…"
"That family, my business is your business, how come your business is not my business? Have you also been infected by me and become a fool?"
"Haha, my brother-in-law's face is blushing." Han Fang laughed while biting his chopsticks.
Han Jiaojiao: "Tell me, are you here to ask for money? Or are you here to do something for you?"
Shen Junshan hesitated for a while, looked at Han Jiaojiao's face, and finally spoke.
"Last year, I asked my superiors to keep the quota for rural-to-urban transfers for me, so I processed your household registration. This year, our county is going to undergo a major transformation and move closer to the city, and in order to encourage everyone's enthusiasm, our unit has given three quotas for rural-to-urban transfers."
“I see…”
She remembered that when the old people talked about the past, they talked about the transfer of household registration.
At that time, rural household registration was very valuable, and many people who transferred out regretted it. In addition, some wealthy villages and towns would distribute red envelopes around the Chinese New Year according to the number of people registered in the household registration book, usually several thousand yuan.
But in the 1970s and 1980s, urban household registration was very popular.
When Shen Junshan joined the army, his household registration was moved to the army.
When I returned with the troops, my household registration was moved to the capital along with the troops. Later, I was sent by the organization to Yongchun County to engage in construction. Although I had arrived, my household registration did not move and remained in the capital.
Her family has a rural household registration, and even if she marries Shen Junshan, she still has a rural household registration.
After they got married last year, Shen Junshan helped her transfer her household registration to the capital and wrote her name in the same household registration book as him.
Han Jiaojiao shouted cheerfully, "I am also a resident of the capital!"
A house costs tens of millions, make a fortune!
Shen Junshan: "This year, there are seven places in the county, and our unit occupies three. She has called several times."
"But she is fine, why does she need to transfer her household registration? Even if she moves there, she won't be able to live in the city."
"Sister, only urban residents can get commercial grain distribution. Niuniu and I didn't transfer, so we can only eat your share and brother-in-law's share. I think they think it's too hard to save up public cents, so they want to use their urban hukou to get commercial grain."
Shen Junshan joined the army at the age of fifteen, and gave almost all the tickets and money he received to Jin Guizhi's family.
These years, all five mouths in their family depended on Shen Junshan.
We haven't fed Jin Guizhi this year, so life must have been difficult.
But Han Jiaojiao vaguely felt that it was not that simple.
The fact that they had the confidence to break up at the beginning shows that they still have something in their hands. Why are they breaking up again now?
Han Jiaojiao: "Husband, what do you think? Help them for the sake of your relatives?"
Shen Junshan shook his head: "No matter."
"Okay, I'll listen to my husband."
There are many people waiting in the company. For example, Cao Yongwang, the foreman of Team 1, has a paralyzed father and a mother in poor health. His wife takes care of the whole family and also has to work in the brigade in exchange for work points. There is also a brother who was injured some time ago, and his household registration is still in the rural area and has not been transferred yet, so this must be done.
These people are more anxious than Jin Guizhi.
Shen Junshan looked at Han Fang and suddenly felt embarrassed and frowned.
Han Jiaojiao reacted and patted him on the back and laughed.
"You really worry too much! Who can predict the future? Maybe rural residents will be more popular in the future? Besides, we have enough commercial grain now. If there is not enough food in the future, let them earn work points. Can people with hands and feet starve to death?"
Han Fang straightened his body: "When I grow up, I will rely on my own ability to change my household registration! If I can't change it, I will also earn money through labor. Our teacher said that working people are the most glorious!"
Shen Junshan didn't expect the two of them to say that.
Han Fang rarely talked to him before, and he thought his brother was not close to him.
Now Shen Junshan understood that it was not that they were not close, but that they were too close and he didn’t know how to express it.
It seemed that since I carried her back that day, many things were moving in a good direction.
Shen Junshan didn't ask about Sanda anymore.
“Jiaojiao…”
"Stop talking and eat quickly. Fish will taste fishy if it gets cold, and it won't taste good!"
"Jiaojiao, I'll just say one more sentence, and then I'll eat."
"Go ahead."
Shen Junshan lowered his head and whispered, "Even if you are angry in the future, don't take off other people's pants and stuff potatoes into them. Don't take anything, okay?"
Han Jiaojiao: “…”
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