Speaking of his family, Shen Xiangzhi was not very happy, but his expression was indifferent, and even his words were somewhat perfunctory, "There is nothing good to see in my family. My parents are divorced. They have their own lives now and rarely care about me."
Mrs. An's eyes lit up instantly.
They don’t care about the children, but she does.
It just so happens that the son-in-law will stay here and live a peaceful life with his daughter in the future. How great is that?
Moreover, they live in the same village, so she can come whenever she wants and she doesn't have to worry about not being able to see her daughter when she misses her.
Mrs. An also knew in her heart that this was a good thing for them, but a tragedy for Shen Xiangzhi.
So, she tried her best to hold back the smile on her face, looked at Shen Xiangzhi comfortingly, and said: "You don't have to be too sad, anyway, you have grown up, your parents have their lives, and you have your life, as long as everyone lives well, there is no need to be tied together."
Shen Xiangzhi smiled and nodded, then began to carry the things on the cart into the house.
As he held it for a while, he felt something was wrong.
There were so many things in the car that it seemed like there were too many when I looked at them, and even more when I moved them into the house.
It seemed that the money and tickets he gave to An Hongdou were not enough to buy so many things.
The food alone would probably cost a lot of money.
At the same time, Mrs. An felt more and more that something was wrong.
It should be a good thing for them that the Shen family's parents don't care about their children, but the fact that their parents are divorced...
In their countryside, divorce is still a shameful thing, especially for women, who would rather lose their lives than get divorced.
What she was afraid of was that since they were divorced themselves, they probably wouldn't care too much about this matter, so would they also divorce with their children?
The only ones who didn't think so much were the four brothers of the An family, who were working harder than the other to dig the cellar.
After Shen Xiangzhi moved all the things into the house, he hurried out to help.
Old Lady An asked them, "You two are only back at this hour. Have you eaten yet? How about I go to the kitchen and make something for you?"
"I've eaten." An Hongdou took the space and went to the town again. In addition, her self-control has been very poor recently, so she must have not been able to help herself and had eaten a long time ago.
However, Shen Xiangzhi should have nothing to eat.
After all, she met him on her way back, and judging by the time, it didn't seem like he had started there after lunch.
Just when An Hongdou was about to say that she could just make him a little, she heard Shen Xiangzhi say, "I've eaten it too."
In fact, he was furious.
Mrs. An thought what they said was true, so she stopped working.
An Hongdou pulled Old Lady An into the house and took out the cloth and cotton she had prepared for her. "Mom, I bought all of this for you, but you know my craftsmanship, so I'll have to trouble you to do it yourself."
Mrs. An was happy to receive the things, but she still taught her to spend less money in the future and save it for living.
An Hongdou just listened to this without refutation, but she really couldn't stand being like her generation, who were reluctant to eat, could wear a piece of clothing for more than 10 years, altered the older clothes for the younger ones, and had to take out the cotton inside and make new clothes when the clothes were torn beyond recognition.
The original plan was to have her and her brothers stay for dinner, but Mrs. An was concerned about her family and did not agree. An Hongdou knew that she said that because she thought there was not much food, so she did not force her to stay.
Anyway, there is a lot of time left. When she gradually shows her strength, Mrs. An won't have to worry about her not having enough to eat.
After everyone left, Shen Xiangzhi took out the meat that An Hongdou had bought and asked her, "What are you going to do with these?"
"I want to eat rice, braised pork belly, and some spicy cabbage. It's enough for both of us. As for this piece of pork leg, why not save it for making dumplings tomorrow?" It's cold anyway, so the meat won't go bad if left overnight. An Hongdou thought, "What do you think?"
"Very good." As he said that, Shen Xiangzhi handed the meat to An Hongdou.
An Hongdou's face instantly fell and she took it and went to the kitchen.
Soon, the sound of chopping bones was heard from the kitchen.
Shen Xiangzhi was also very conscious and walked into the kitchen to start the fire.
Both of them are people who have never taken care of their lives, so no matter how careful they are, they are bound to forget things.
For example, at this moment, when she started to make the oil, An Hongdou suddenly remembered that she didn't buy any pork fat to make the oil.
But fortunately, there was a piece of fat in the pork, which she cut out and threw into the pot first.
The crackling explosion frightened Shen Xiangzhi so much that he quickly covered the pot, and he was relieved when the sound died down.
“Next time, clean the pan before adding oil, otherwise it will explode.” Shen Xiangzhi reminded her.
"You know so much, why don't you cook?" It's not that she doesn't want to do it, she just has no experience.
When An Hongdou was a child, she ate in the school cafeteria. When she grew up, she had her parents at home. When she grew up, she ordered takeout. After the end of the world, she used the rice cooker to cook soup and noodles according to the recipes in the space. Every time she cooked in a hurry, she was satisfied with what was edible. She had never really cooked a real meal.
When she bought the meat, she only thought about the taste of the braised pork, but forgot that she was not very good at cooking.
Seeing her clumsy appearance, Shen Xiangzhi actually stood up, took the spatula from her hand, and began to refine the oil properly.
A small piece of fat is not big to begin with, and some fattier meat is cut and put together, so all in all it takes is only half a bowl of oil.
Then, he started washing rice and frying meat, and his skillful movements made An Hongdou’s eyes widen, “Chen Xiangzhi, didn’t you say you can’t cook?”
"You've never eaten pork, but you've never seen a pig run? Do you want me to be as clumsy as you, so that we will have trouble eating in the future?" Shen Xiangzhi spoke loudly, but he felt extremely guilty in his heart.
He didn't say that he could cook, isn't it because he was afraid of becoming a househusband?
Who would have thought that despite being so strong, An Hongdou is so clumsy that he can't even cook.
"Take good care of yourself. It's winter and there's nothing to do. I can teach you how to read and you can learn how to cook. Otherwise, when things get busy in the spring next year, we probably won't even have time to eat." Shen Xiangzhi reminded her.
"Well, I understand. I will study hard." As for whether she could learn how to cook, An Hongdou couldn't guarantee it.
An Hongdou brought out a lot of pots, pans, and utensils today, so there is no need to worry about having no bowls to eat like yesterday.
Smelling the aroma of the food in the pot, her stomach was growling with greed.
Especially the fragrant rice. I haven’t eaten it for a while in this place where most people eat noodles.
There was a full plate of braised pork, a spicy and sour cabbage, and a bowl of pickled vegetables made by Mrs. An. The two of them ate with their mouths drooling and looked very happy.
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