Time passed by minute by minute. Throughout the afternoon, some people came to the supply and marketing cooperative, but the cooperative didn't have what they wanted to buy, so they came in empty-handed and left empty-handed.
When it was time to get off work, Wen Guan helped to put the things away. After Wu Sen closed the door, everyone went their separate ways and went home.
Walking on the road, Wen Guan found an empty alley and slipped into the space.
Looking at the ripe potatoes and radishes in the space, Wen Guan took a bamboo basket, filled it with more than ten potatoes and several large radishes and carried it up.
"Knock, knock, knock... Grandma Guo, I'm back." Wen Wan knocked on the door and was about to step in.
The neighbor next to him asked curiously, "Girl, are you Zhou Haoting's fiancée?"
Wen Guan nodded calmly, "Yes, that's right." She could see that the aunts in front of her were just full of curiosity.
"I also live on this street. You can just call me Aunt Pang. If you have any problems in the future, just let me know." Aunt Pang pointed to her own yard readily.
Wen Wan smiled and said, "Hello, Aunt Fatty."
Then, following Aunt Pang's introduction, I greeted the other aunts one by one with a smile.
When Old Mrs. Guo heard the noise and came out of the kitchen wiping her hands, she saw Wen Wan and Aunt Pang standing at the door, talking and laughing.
"Xiao Wan, you're back from get off work. I just put the rice in the pot, so you have to wait."
Wen Wan said goodbye to Auntie Pang and the others, turned around and walked into the yard in two or three steps, "Grandma Guo, I bought some potatoes and white radishes."
I haven't had a proper meal today, so I don't want to eat sauerkraut and pickled mustard greens as side dishes in the evening.
"Xiao Wan, do you like your potatoes cut into shreds or slices?" Old Mrs. Guo picked up two big potatoes and threw them into the basin to wash.
Wen Wan sat in front of the stove, picked up the fire scissors and said casually, "Grandma Guo, I like potatoes no matter how they are cooked." She likes even boiled potatoes.
"There are some oil residues at home. I can use them to make potato chips, which will make them more flavorful and delicious." Old Mrs. Guo picked up the knife and cut the round potatoes into thin slices.
When the sweet potato porridge in the pot is cooked, Grandma Guo will scoop all the rice into a ceramic pot to dry.
"Xiao Wan, turn on the high fire in the pot." Old Mrs. Guo picked up the lard can, looked at her granddaughter-in-law's fair and tender little face, and scooped a little more lard into the pot.
In just a dozen seconds, when the oil is hot, Mrs. Guo first puts in the dried chilies, squeezes out the aroma, and then pours in the potato slices.
Soon, the lard mixed with potatoes, and the steaming aroma filled the entire kitchen.
Wen Guan swallowed involuntarily, his clear eyes staring at the potatoes in the pot.
The rice was taken out of the pot, and Mrs. Guo and Wen Guan each held a large bowl and sat at the dining table.
"Eat..." Old Mrs. Guo smelled the fragrance and couldn't help urging them as soon as the food was served.
Wen Guan's stomach had been growling with hunger for a long time, so he picked up the chopsticks and started picking up the food without any hesitation.
Oh my god, it’s so delicious. She has never eaten such delicious potatoes. They are soft, sticky and smooth, making her feel comfortable.
Bite after bite, both of them were immersed in the joy of eating.
"You...eat." Wen Wan raised his chopsticks and gave the last piece of potato to Mrs. Guo.
Mrs. Guo blushed slightly, "Xiao Wan, I'll eat it then."
"Grandma Guo, your cooking skills are really good. I feel it tastes better than what Grandpa Lin cooked." Wen Wan put down his chopsticks and praised sincerely.
Hearing this, Old Lady Guo spoke a little suspiciously, "Xiao Wan, I feel that the vegetables you bought today are good." She knew her cooking skills very well.
"Ah..." Wen Guan's eyes flashed, "Grandma Guo, don't be modest. I think they are just ordinary potatoes. It's your cooking skills that are good. If I stir-fry them, they will definitely not taste so good."
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