Chapter 2 First Matchmaking
Zhao Fenglan was preparing to cook, and Lin Su'e instructed: "I'll cook, you go light the fire."
"yes."
The pot is spicy.
Lin Su'e was about to add oil, but when she looked around and saw nothing, she asked, "Where is the oil tank?"
"Mom, it's on the water tank."
“Oh, I see.”
She took it down and found that it contained rapeseed oil, only one-fifth of it was left, and a black, greasy gauze ball inside.
Lin Su'e frowned and recalled.
In the past, there was no oil to eat. In order to save oil, I would use a gauze ball to brush a circle in the pot every time I cooked to act as oil.
It would be strange if this dish was good.
She took out the gauze ball, picked up the oil can and poured the oil into the pot.
I have been reborn, but I am still so stingy. I really don't deserve the gift from God.
"!"
Zhao Fenglan's eyes widened: "Mom, that's enough, there's too much oil!"
Lin Su'e ignored her and continued on her own. She only stopped when she thought it was almost done.
Without giving Zhao Fenglan a chance to speak, she poured in all the ginger, garlic, chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns. After a few seconds, the aroma came out. She poured the melon tip and ordered, "Turn up the fire~"
Hearing this, Zhao Fenglan felt a pang of pain in her heart and quickly added a handful of firewood.
Then.
Lin Su'e skillfully fried seven poached eggs and stir-fried some sauerkraut with oil.
Zhao Fenglan has become numb.
When she saw that only the bottom of the oil tank was left, she already imagined the miserable life of having to eat boiled vegetables every day.
"Bring it to the table." Lin Su'e didn't know what she was thinking: "Call them to get up."
…
Zhao Zhenli rubbed his eyes and walked out of the bedroom. When he saw the dishes on the table, he immediately widened his eyes and screamed: "Oh my God! What day is today? Why are there so many dishes?"
"And fried eggs?!"
His mouth was watering, and he didn't dare to touch the egg. He reached out and picked up a pumpkin tip, put it in his mouth, and his eyes lit up: "It tastes so good~"
Lin Su'e came out with the porridge and frowned when she saw it: "Eat it without washing your hands?"
Zhao Zhenli smiled awkwardly.
"Go wash your face and brush your teeth."
"Okay, Mom."
A family of seven sat around the table.
Everyone looked at the thick porridge, yellow fried eggs and greasy dishes in front of them and looked at each other in bewilderment. It felt very unreal.
It’s not that I haven’t eaten it before.
But, it’s not a festival, and I’ve never eaten like this before.
Lin Su'e said calmly, "Let's eat. One egg per person."
She fried an egg and stir-fried some vegetables and she didn't think there was anything wrong with this breakfast.
Zhao Zhenli couldn't help it any longer, "Okay."
Shouben fried egg, put it into his mouth, squinted his eyes happily: "So fragrant and tender, so delicious!"
Others also took action.
Everyone has the same goal, which is to make fried eggs.
Nowadays, eating a meat meal is called a feast.
Zhao Zhenren praised: "Second sister, you fried the eggs well today."
Zhao Zhenyi agreed: "Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside."
The three younger ones, Zhao Zhenli, Zhao Zhenxin and Zhao Yulan, were so busy eating that they had no time to talk. They just kept nodding their heads.
Zhao Fenglan blushed: "I didn't fry the egg, mom did."
But I thought to myself: How could it not smell good with so much oil? However, my mother’s cooking skills are much better than mine.
"Did mom fry it?"
"!"
"???"
“…”
Lin Su'e was not surprised by their behavior. Ever since she gave birth to her eldest daughter, her husband Zhao Xiaosheng felt sorry for her and took the initiative to take over the housework of washing clothes and cooking, so she never cooked.
Of course, her cooking skills were mediocre at that time.
After all, life was poor and every drop of oil counted as two. How could we afford to be so extravagant?
This was because she was old and her children were not around, so she had nothing to do, so she signed up for a cooking class, thinking that if she could cook delicious meals, she would be able to get her grandchildren to come back one or two more often.
Unexpectedly, she has a talent for cooking. If she had learned it earlier, she might have been able to work as a chef in a hotel.
Facing the children's gaze, she smiled and said, "Is Mom okay?"
Zhao Zhenyi gave a thumbs up: “Mom, you are this.”
Zhao Zhenren followed up with, “That’s right.”
Zhao Fenglan and others echoed.
Lin Su'e's smile deepened: "This is nothing. I'll make braised pork for you later. This is my mother's specialty."
Hearing this.
The brothers and sisters looked at each other, swallowed, and nodded frantically.
Lin Su'e: "Eat quickly, it will get cold later."
“The pumpkin tip is so crispy and sweet!”
"I didn't expect this pig food to be so delicious..."
"tasty."
"Mom, you're amazing."
“…”
Young people are good at eating. They can eat up 5 kilograms of porridge made from 1 kilogram of rice, 3 kilograms of sweet potatoes, a large bowl of pumpkin tips, half a kilogram of sauerkraut and 7 fried eggs.
Lin Su'e thought to herself: I have to make money quickly, otherwise I can't afford it.
…
Finish eating.
Fenglan cleaned up the dishes.
Lin Su'e went out with her hands in her pockets.
Everything around her was so strange, yet so familiar. She walked slowly, pausing after every step, and heard constant greetings ringing in her ears.
"Aunt San, have you eaten?"
"have eaten."
"Third wife."
"Third uncle."
"Third Aunt."
“…”
Zhao Xiaosheng is a late-born son, born when his parents were in their 40s. Therefore, he has a very high seniority in the village, and naturally, Lin Su'e also has a high seniority.
She responded as she walked forward.
Finally, he stopped under a big elm tree and his eyes fell on a house next to it.
A middle-aged man in his forties was sitting under the eaves smoking a local cigarette. She took two steps closer and the man looked over. He quickly stood up and greeted her, saying respectfully, "Aunt San, are you looking for that?"
Lin Su'e got to the point first: "Zhenshan, your second son is 21 years old this year, right? It's time for him to find a wife. Have you thought about this issue?"
Zhao Zhenshan's eyes lit up: "Why not? My child's mother and I have been thinking about it, but we can't figure it out. Third Aunt, do you have a good partner?"
"There is a candidate, but I don't know if you can do it."
Zhao Zhenshan smiled brightly: "Aunt San, let's talk inside."
"OK."
As soon as he entered, he turned around and shouted to the inside of the house: "Cuihua, come out quickly."
Then, he looked at his son and said, "Heping, pour a glass of sugar water for Grandma San."
"Okay, Dad."
Qian Cuihua came out when she heard the voice, and was a little surprised to see Lin Su'e, but she did not forget to call out, "Third Aunt." Then, she looked at the head of the household.
Zhao Zhenshan explained: "Aunt San wants to find a partner for Heping."
Qian Cuihua was immediately excited, "Really? Third Aunt, whose family is this girl from?"
Lin Su'e answered, "I don't know if you know him, but he's from the Chen Defu family in Sanhe Village. When the road was being built, your third uncle stayed at their house for half a month. When your third uncle left, they came to give him a gift."
Zhao Zhenshan nodded: "I know there is such a person, but I have never spoken to him."
Qian Cuihua looked confused, obviously having no idea.
Zhao Heping blushed and said, "Third Aunt, drink some water."
Lin Su'e smiled at him, took the water, drank two sips, and continued: "What I told Heping was his eldest daughter, Suying, who is 19 years old this year and has a high school diploma. She has two younger brothers. The Chen family is famous for loving their daughter..."
Zhao Zhenshan and Qian Cuihua listened carefully.
On the side, Zhao Heping felt embarrassed and wanted to avoid it, but he was reluctant to leave.
How could it be possible that a young man full of vigor and vitality had not secretly fantasized about this?
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