Chapter 57: Indifferent
The flame in the stove was burning vigorously, the oil pan was sizzling, and the unique aroma of lard filled the air, spreading from the simple kitchen to the entire courtyard.
Gao Mingcheng used a spatula to stir the lard from time to time so that they could be fried more evenly.
The temperature for boiling lard is also very important. When it is almost done, the oil residue must be removed immediately, otherwise the oil residue will be burnt and affect the quality of the lard.
Gao Mingcheng actually seldom does kitchen work on weekdays, but fortunately, he has some relevant experience and skills, which are enough for him to do this well.
Anneal, remove the oil residue, and then put the lard into the jar.
This jar is made of ceramic. In order to prevent it from exploding due to high temperature, the jar is placed in a basin, and then a large basin of cold water is filled in the basin to achieve the purpose of cooling down.
This practice is practiced by every household in their village, and he has seen it many times since he was a child.
Whenever someone's family made lard, once they smelled the fragrance, the children in the village would gather at that house, waiting for the lard to be made so that they could share the lard residue.
At this time, the host will generously take out a plate of fried oil residue and sprinkle a little bit of salt on it. The freshly fried oil residue is crispy and sweet!
In fact, in terms of the taste of oil residue, water oil is better. The so-called water oil, also called net oil and flower oil, is the oil obtained from the edge of pig's internal organs, and often comes with a piece of pig iron.
Water oil is called water oil because it contains more water and produces less oil, so it is cheaper than lard. But the fried oil residue tastes more crispy, especially the fried pork shanks, which are very chewy.
Gao Mingcheng found a piece of fascia from the oil residue and threw it into his mouth. With a click, the oil residue burst in his mouth, bringing him a different kind of enjoyment.
This is the joy that fat brings to people!
Gao Mingcheng ate several pieces of fried dough sticks in a row when he suddenly heard footsteps outside. When he heard the footsteps, his brows frowned slightly, and even the fried dough sticks in his mouth instantly lost their fragrance.
A few seconds later, a person came in from the kitchen door. She first tentatively leaned out half of her body. When she saw that the person in the kitchen was Gao Mingcheng, she straightened her body instantly, and her whole aura rose.
"Gao Mingcheng, you only earned ten dollars and you gave it to their family? Are you stupid?" Luo Xiaohua cursed angrily.
As mentioned before, people living in the village have very little privacy. For example, Gao Mingcheng helped carry a coffin yesterday and earned ten yuan, but the whole village knew about it in just half an hour.
So Xuanyi Mei knew about it, and his mother Luo Xiaohua also knew about it.
"You have been helping Gao Zhuang since you were a child, so it is only natural that you should eat a few bites of their food now. But you actually spent money to buy lard for them! And buy rice? You must be crazy!"
"Let's go home! You are not allowed to stay here anymore. Take the rice and oil with you!"
As Luo Xiaohua said this, he was about to get the things.
Gao Mingcheng would never let her take the things away. He took out ten yuan from his trouser pocket and said, "My grandmother gave me money to buy these oil and rice. Look, my ten yuan is still here."
Gao Mingcheng showed his mother the ten yuan and then put it back into his pocket.
He was moving too fast, which made Luo Xiaohua somewhat dissatisfied, but he could only glare at him.
She glanced at the plate full of oil residue, then at the jar full of oil, and felt a little uncomfortable. She said sourly, "His family doesn't even have a strong laborer, but they live so well! No wonder you don't want to go back to your own home!"
As she spoke, she did not forget to reach out to eat the oil residue. She ate very quickly, as if she would be at a disadvantage if she ate less.
Gao Mingcheng let his mother eat the oil residue and just asked her what she was doing there.
Luo Xiaohua said as a matter of course: "Your father bought the old house of Gao Fu's family yesterday. You don't work on the railway anyway. If you are free in the next two days, go over there and help clean it up. Wait a few days, choose a good day, and your brother and sister-in-law will move into the house over there."
Gao Mingcheng frowned and said, "I don't have time to pack, you go by yourself. I'll help you move when we move."
Luo Xiaohua immediately glared at Gao Mingcheng fiercely, but Gao Mingcheng refused to give in. In the end, she had no choice but to say, "After your brother and sister-in-law move out, you can come back and live here. You don't have to live in your own home, so you don't have to worry about being laughed at by the villagers if you live in someone else's!"
"This family hasn't split up yet, so there are many places where we need money. Give me the ten dollars. When you get married, you will need to buy things."
Gao Mingcheng frowned even more tightly. When he heard his mother's footsteps, he had a guess in his mind. Now he was not surprised to hear his mother say this.
In fact, he still had some money in his hand, and he could give the ten dollars to his mother, but he didn't want to give it to her.
"Mom, I remember you said before that if I marry Xu Duomei, you won't give me a dime, and I don't expect you to give me money. I will save money to marry her, and when we divide the family, you don't want anything in the house, just give me my one acre of land."
In 1983, land was distributed according to the number of people. There were eight people in their family, and they were allocated a little more than nine acres of land. As for the land, it was all reclaimed by themselves.
There is nothing wrong with Gao Mingcheng asking for an acre of land.
But this sentence made Luo Xiaohua furious. He pointed at Gao Mingcheng's nose and cursed: "You still want to marry her? What's so good about her? Don't forget, she has no land! By then you will only have one acre of land, and you will probably starve to death!"
"I'm warning you, if you marry him, I won't give you a dime, and I won't help you either!"
"Okay, I understand." Gao Mingcheng said calmly. Anyway, no one helped him in his last life, so he didn't expect anything in this life.
Seeing that he refused to listen, Luo Xiaohua had no choice but to leave in a huff. Before leaving, he did not forget to grab a handful of oil residue.
Gao Mingcheng watched her leave and sighed slightly in his heart.
When the land was divided in 1983, he was still young and had no say in the village. At that time, Xuanyuemei's second sister and Zhang Chengyuan were already married, but because Zhang Chengyuan was from another village and was a son-in-law, the villagers were unwilling to give Zhang Chengyuan land at first.
But how important are fields to farmers?
So the four sisters of the Xu family made a fuss in the village, causing quite a stir. In the end, both sides took a step back. The village agreed to give Zhang Chengyuan one acre of land, but Xuanyuemei was left with no land.
At that time, many beauties were smaller and unable to fight for themselves, so the matter was settled.
It is also because of these reasons that his mother always looks down on many beauties. Because many beauties have no other advantages except that they are good-looking.
But who can blame him for liking so much beauty?
Even if he had the chance again, he would not want to marry anyone else, because he had become accustomed to the existence of many beauties, and many beauties had become the other half of his life.
(End of this chapter)
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