"Sister Qin, are you doing laundry again?"
Early in the morning, Sha Zhu's voice was heard outside the yard.
"Jia Dongxu is so lucky to have married a virtuous and hardworking wife like you."
Qin Huairu said shyly, "It would be better to marry Dongxu. I don't have to do anything at home except washing clothes."
Jia Dongxu also came out from the door: "Huai Ru, is breakfast ready? Come in and make breakfast for me."
"I'll be right there." Qin Huairu wrung out the water from the clothes in her hand, then brought the washing basin into the house.
Jia Dongxu stood at the door, his eyes almost spitting fire as he looked at Sha Zhu's back.
This man knows everything about other men. He is probably obsessed with Huairu. I must keep Huairu away from him from now on.
Liu Xiaojun took the pheasant out to process it, and turned the chicken intestines and other parts aside and put them in a bag.
The pheasant's internal organs are good stuff. I can use them to go fishing later.
The auntie smiled and said, "Xiaojun, I heard from Lao Yi that you shot a pheasant last night. I thought it was a joke, but it turned out to be true."
Liu Xiaojun: "Yeah, we're really out of food at home, so we might as well try our luck."
As a woman herself, Auntie knew how difficult it was for Liu Huizhen. Without knowing that Liu Xiaojun was her child, she secretly helped Liu Huizhen a lot.
Liu Xiaojun also treated her as an ordinary neighbor.
The auntie was surprised to hear Liu Xiaojun's voice not as weak as usual, and asked: "Xiaojun, are you completely healed?"
Liu Xiaojun: "It's about the same, still a little worse, but with more exercise it should be fine."
Tangtang came over from the backyard, "Brother, are you done washing? When can Tangtang eat the chicken?"
Liu Xiaojun looked at his sister who looked dazed and as if she had just woken up, and couldn't help but want to rub her head.
But since I had handled pheasants before, there was a fishy smell, so I resisted the urge to do it.
"It's coming, it's coming. You little greedy cat, are you waiting for a good meal?"
After saying that, the family walked towards the backyard.
The aunt stood there, looking at the brother and sister, her eyes full of love.
She has always envied Liu Huizhen. It would be great if she could give birth to two such capable and sensible children.
If you want to stew chicken, you can only go to the public kitchen in the courtyard.
Liu Xiaojun came in carrying chopped pheasant meat.
The kitchen is not big, with a clay stove and a black iron pot, and some coal and firewood placed next to it.
Liu Xiaojun's major in college was baking, and his cooking skills are also quite good.
After he lit the fire, he carefully controlled the heat, blanched the chicken and stir-fried it until fragrant, then put the stir-fried pheasant into the casserole pot, and then went to the corner of the wall to pick up a handful of green onions, tied them into a bundle, and threw them into the casserole pot to enhance the flavor.
First, add two spoons of salt, bring the soup to a boil quickly over high heat to lock in the flavor of the chicken, and then simmer over low heat.
Pheasants are firmer than domestic chickens, and it takes at least two or three hours to stew them until they are soft and boneless.
After Liu Xiaojun turned the fire to low, he left the kitchen.
He planned to take a nap and then come back to have a nice bowl of chicken soup.
Gradually, the fragrance began to spread over the courtyard.
The third aunt wondered, "They ate fish yesterday and chicken today. When did Widow Liu's family become so well off?"
The third uncle took a piece of radish and put it in his mouth:
"I'm just looking at that chicken. It's been stewed for an hour or two, and it's completely mushy. How much firewood and effort must have been used, and they don't know how to save money. If I eat it, it will definitely digest quickly."
"I'm telling you, Xiaojun is a promising kid. He can fish and hunt. He's definitely going to be great in the future."
"Let Jiecheng and Jiefang help Widow Liu and the others more in the future. Who knows, maybe we can even benefit from it, right?"
Xu Damao lived next door to Liu Xiaojun's house, and the smell was so fragrant that his nose almost dropped.
He followed the source of the chicken soup to the kitchen. Seeing that there was no one around, he opened the casserole of chicken soup.
The chicken has been stewed for an hour or two. It is soft but not rotten, and it falls off the bone easily with chopsticks.
Xu Damao muttered to himself, "This Widow Liu is really generous. She actually dared to stew the chicken until it was soft and rotten, and she wasn't afraid of melting it."
These days, every household has a ration of food, and in most cases it is not enough to eat.
Therefore, when people stew food, they just cook it until it is 80% done and then it is ready to eat. This way, the food will not be digested too quickly and will be more filling. It is rare to see someone like Liu Xiaojun who is willing to stew the chicken until it is soft.
Xu Damao continued to sniff the chicken soup. The chicken smelled really good. Today he was going to the countryside to show a movie. He would see if he could catch a pheasant and stew it there!
Second Uncle Liu Haizhong was drinking Erguotou and eating peanuts. "How come Widow Liu's family can eat meat every day? Didn't they say they had nothing to eat just two days ago?"
The second aunt looked disdainful and said, "Who knows if Widow Liu did something shameful to earn it?"
In the middle courtyard, Qin Huairu prepared the meal, five steamed buns, a plate of wild vegetables, and a plate of radishes.
This is already considered quite rich.
Not everyone can afford to eat steamed bread these days, but when Jia Zhang smelled the chicken soup coming from the front yard and looked at the dishes on the table, she looked impatient:
"Don't we give you money to buy groceries every month? Why do you live a life worse than a pig, without even a morsel of oil?"
Qin Huairu felt aggrieved but didn't dare to say anything. Jia Dongxu earned more than 20 yuan a month as an apprentice, but he was only willing to give her 10 yuan for expenses.
Ten yuan is not enough to feed three adults, and she even put some of her own money into it. It’s good enough to have something to eat.
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