There is a row of houses in the middle of the yard, with a utility room on the far left and a bathroom behind it.
Behind the bathroom was the backyard. Water flowed directly into the backyard. There was a small pile of firewood in the corner.
You can grow vegetables and raise chickens in the front and back yards.
On the other side of the utility room are the brother and sister's rooms. The entrance is the hall, and behind the hall are the rooms. The two rooms are close to each other without interfering with each other.
The kitchen is at the far right corner, and there is a woodshed next to it so there is firewood to burn on rainy days.
The front yard is empty now, so it seems I need to find someone to help the little donkey build a nest.
"Since the weather is good recently, I'm sorry to bother you to live outdoors for now!" Song Jinxiu said to the little donkey.
Then I washed my hands and prepared to cook. Today was the first day I moved into my new home, so I should cook for myself.
I have cooked a pot myself once before. I remember the steps were to turn on low heat and then rub a piece of lard back and forth on the pot.
After doing this a few times, the pot was burnt.
Yes, it burned on the first wipe. I don't know what went wrong, but I followed the instructions exactly. It still burned. The entire bottom of the pot was black.
Finally, Song Jinxiu made a summary: there is less oil.
From then on, Song Jinxiu had her own way of opening the pot.
First, prepare a piece of fat, cut out two large pieces to use for wiping the pot later, and cut the rest into small pieces for later use.
When the pan is cold, apply some lard on it first, because you are afraid that you will not be able to wipe it all off in a while, so apply a layer first.
Then light the fire and turn it to low heat. Pour small pieces of lard into the pot, and start rubbing the pot with large pieces of lard.
"Wash, wash, wash, wash, wash." From inside to outside, and then from outside to inside.
From now on, my mother won’t have to worry about me burning the pot anymore.
After the pot was heated, the lard at the bottom of the pot began to emit oil bubbles, and Song Jinxiu used chopsticks to rub the lard.
When you rub from the bottom up, you can bring up a layer of oil.
When the lard underneath is burnt, the first pass is over and the oil rubbed out gradually turns from black to clear.
At this time, if you want to feel the faster heartbeat, you can pour water into it.
But Song Jinxiu didn't want to do that, so she let the pot hang out to cool down slowly, and then started the opening ceremony of the second pot.
"Wash, wash, wash, wash!!" As soon as Niu Wazi entered the door, he heard this devilish voice.
"Is this woman crazy? Why is she so happy just washing a pot?" Niu Wazi wondered doubtfully as he looked at the woman who seemed a little off.
[Why don't I just go to the village chief's place for dinner?] Just when Niu Wazi was about to escape, Song Jinxiu saw him.
"You're back! Wait a minute. Once I boil the pot, we can cook and eat. I'll make a big meal for you today." Song Jinxiu greeted Niu Wazi.
Then he entered the room, pulled out a tin can of biscuits, opened it, and placed it on the table in front of Niu Wazi.
"Go wash your hands and eat some cookies first. We can have dinner later." After saying that, she ignored him and continued to work on her big iron pot.
Looking at his clean little hands, Niu Wazi still walked towards the well.
There was an enamel basin there, and looking at the beautiful big peonies, I put my little hands in it and rubbed them, then sat down at the table to eat some cookies.
[What is this woman doing? Weird?] Niu Wazi looked at the woman in the kitchen, eating cookies.
These cookies are quite delicious. I will ask my friends to try them when I get the chance. I don’t know if this woman will drive them away if I bring my friends here.
At this time, the first pot had become a little colder. Song Jinxiu poured a bucket of water into it and sprinkled some alkaline noodles on it.
Use a pot brush to brush it carefully from inside to outside and from top to bottom.
A pot brush is made of dozens of small bamboo pieces, broken into thin strands, tied together into a cylindrical shape. Every household uses it to scrub pots. It doesn't get your hands dirty, but it still gets the job done.
As for alkaline noodles, Song Jinxiu thought it was similar to baking soda, used to replace detergent.
There was no detergent at that time, so poorer families could use wood ash.
The water used to wash the pot must be scooped out one spoonful at a time and poured out, then the pot is dried on fire, starting the second round of boiling.
I heard that if you open the pan well, food won’t stick to the pan when you cook. I don’t know if it’s true, but I have never used a non-stick iron pan.
Even though it sticks to the pan, I still open it carefully every time without getting tired of it, hoping for a miracle to happen.
After I finished cooking the two pots, I remembered, oh no! There was a child waiting at the door.
I quickly walked out and saw that the child was still there eating cookies obediently.
Song Jinxiu shook the cookie box. She took another look. Frowning, she asked, "Why did you eat so many cookies?"
[Here it comes, is my true form already showing on the first day? I'm sure he'll scold me harshly and tell me I shouldn't have eaten so many cookies.] Niu Wazi thought to himself.
"You've eaten so much. I don't know if you'll be able to eat again later." After saying that, he covered the biscuits and put them away so that he wouldn't eat them.
"Oh, it's already past one o'clock. No wonder the kids are hungry." Song Jinxiu looked at the watch and found that it was so late, so she didn't want to make things complicated.
I just took out a basket of steamed buns and braised meat and put them on the pot to steam, and fried a plate of eggs in another pot.
What a mistake! There isn’t even a single vegetable at home!
[That's it? You're not going to scold me? Or did you forget because you were hungry?] Niu Wazi blinked and looked at the people busy in the kitchen.
Just now he went to Grandma Mao's house for dinner as usual, but was told that he now had a sister and would have to live with this strange woman in the future, so he had to return to his own home reluctantly.
He doesn't know what home means. Every year he lives in different families, and those are his homes. I wonder how long he can stay in this home?
Since they are all ready-made dishes, they are ready quickly.
"The food is here." Song Jinxiu brought out steamed buns, braised meat and eggs.
"We were in such a rush at noon today. We'll have a big dinner tonight, so let's just make do with this lunch today."
Song Jinxiu handed him a bowl and chopsticks.
"That's not right. Do you know how to use chopsticks?" Song Jinxiu suddenly remembered. The person in front of her looked only three or four years old.
Niu Wazi didn't say anything, but silently took the chopsticks, then steadily picked up a piece of braised meat and put it into his mouth. He told Song Jinxiu with his actions.
"That's amazing! When I was three or four, I couldn't use chopsticks. I could only use a spoon." Song Jinxiu praised. Then she started eating too. She was starving.
"I'm seven years old. How did you cut my age in half so quickly?" Niu Wazi looked at Song Jinxiu accusingly.
However, Song Jinxiu was busy eating and had no time to look at him, so Niu Wazi had to eat the steamed bun angrily.
The meat was delicious, and the eggs were tasty too. Niu Wazi ate them with big mouthfuls.
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