When Nie Zheng came down, Liang Qi was already making breakfast.
There are a lot of people here today, so we can't have a lot of variety for breakfast, so we can only make a one-pot stew.
There are more potatoes this year, so let’s make some stewed rice.
"I'll boil the pot." Nie Zheng came in from outside and didn't even go upstairs.
The kitchen was steaming. It must be Liang Qi who got up so early. The children and the elderly must be getting ready at this time.
He went to the kitchen to help his wife.
Liang Qi heard the voice and turned around: "Why are you here? Aren't you staying with them?"
"Why should I accompany them?" Nie Zheng glanced at Liang Qi. He was already a grown-up, but he still needed someone to accompany him.
Liang Qi was speechless. After all, she was his person, not hers, Liang Qi's.
"Okay, you boil the pot," Liang Qi asked Nie Zheng to boil the pot without saying much.
Liang Qi began to prepare the ingredients for the braised noodles. He peeled the potatoes, washed them, and began to cut them into finger-thick strips, leaving a few aside to be cut in half and placed on the edge of the pot.
Nie Zheng helped to watch the pot from time to time while it was cooking.
Liang Qi used a spatula to scoop a shovelful of lard residue from the basin, put it in the pot, and when it was almost melted, put the potato strips in.
Stir-fry for a few times and add seasonings. The food cooked with lard is really fragrant. The smell can be smelled all over the yard.
There was smoke coming out of every house in the village. I didn’t know whose food it was, it smelled so good.
Some people have already started cursing, saying that eating meat every day might lead to cerebral thrombosis. Is it really that greedy?
Even though Liang Qi knew that others were thinking this way, she just rolled her eyes. In this era of material scarcity, it was not her family that would suffer from cerebral thrombosis from eating too much.
Nie Zheng helped stir-fry and added water to the pot.
"Is this water enough?" Nie Zheng looked at the water in the pot that had submerged the potatoes.
"That's enough," Liang Qi glanced at the water in the pot. It was very good.
After saying that, he started to knead the dough and roll it out. There were so many people, and there was only a little cornmeal left at home, so he mixed it with the white flour.
Their family is considered upper-middle class in the village, so it is not realistic for them to eat white flour every day, so they mix it with other foods.
Liang Qi is also fast. He rolls out the dough, folds it, and cuts it into small diamond shapes.
Listening to the water in the pot boiling, it's time to put the noodles in. Lift the lid of the pot, spread the noodles layer by layer, and stick a few potatoes to the edge of the pot.
"Okay, let's burn it on high heat for five minutes and on low heat for another ten minutes. Go and ask them to clean up and then come down to eat." Liang Qi asked Nie Zheng to call people.
The rice cooks quickly, so you can't take your time while eating.
"Okay, I'll go call them." Nie Zheng didn't argue, he still had to go sweep the snow.
When we got up there, we saw two people, one sweeping and the other shoveling the snow, and they had both finished.
"Why are you here? Have you finished sweeping?" Jiang Weidong opened his mouth while sweeping, with thick smoke coming out of it.
"I'll help with cooking. It will be ready in twenty minutes. I see you've finished sweeping here. Let's go. The yard downstairs hasn't been swept yet. Oh, and bring the broom and shovel." Nie Zheng said, turned around and walked downstairs.
The two big men behind could only follow him down with tools.
Only then did Xu Chengfeng see the village clearly. It was in a mountain cave. The place they were standing was a bit high. It turned out that they came up along a steep slope over there.
Liang Qi's house is along the road, so it is relatively flat.
The three grown men finished sweeping in no time.
"Oh, I'm so thirsty," Jiang Weidong felt that he was so thirsty that he was smoking.
When Liang Qi came out to pour water, he saw that the yard and the outside had been swept clean.
Hearing what Jiang Weidong said, he hurriedly said, "Hurry up and go inside. There's boiled water inside. It's still cold. You can mix it with the water and drink it without getting too hot."
In the upper room, Zhang Guishu and the child had also gotten up, and the old woman was washing the child's face.
After washing, grandma poured some boiled water into a porcelain jar for the child, then went out to sweep the snow.
"Grandma, the snow in the yard has been swept." Little Phoenix was surprised to find that the snow in the yard had been swept and piled up.
"Ah?" Zhang Guishu's ears gradually began to become unclear, which was particularly obvious in the past few days.
There was no sound of snow being shoveled in the morning.
Zhang Guishu also hurried out and the room was really swept clean.
It's different when there's a boy in the family. Xiao Nie is a good boy, so she can rest assured from now on.
I don’t know why, but I keep dreaming about the past these days, and I feel a little depressed.
Seeing that the children are loved by others, I feel a little comforted.
"Little Phoenix, take grandma inside. It's cold outside." When Liang Qi came in, he saw grandma and grandson standing on the steps.
Jiang Weidong was very thirsty.
I walked into the room in a few steps, looked at the cup of water on the table, felt the temperature, and it was still a little hot.
But I was so thirsty that I just stood outside with the cup in hand, moistening my lips, and it cooled down quickly.
"There's still rice in my pot!" Liang Qi hurried to the kitchen.
It doesn't smell burnt, so it's fine. It sounds like the water inside is almost dry.
"You guys should wash up and have dinner," Liang Qi stuck his head out and said to the few people still in the yard.
"Okay," Nie Zheng walked into the house.
Looking at her daughter, she asked, "Did Little Phoenix wash her face?"
"Grandma has washed me," the little phoenix said with its big, bright eyes twinkling.
When Xu Chengfeng came in and heard these words, he knew for sure that this man was a daughter slave.
Now I can see it clearly. The child's facial features are like Nie Zheng, especially the two dimples are very obvious, and her big round eyes look very much like Nie Zheng, but the white skin is inherited from her mother.
No one would doubt such obvious features. The two were from different places, so who would have thought that the child would be Nie Zheng's?
But looking at such a lovely daughter, who wouldn’t want to pamper her?
After all, the looks of the parents are there, so how bad can the children be?
"Come here, little phoenix, here's a red envelope for meeting you." Xu Chengfeng took out a red paper bag from his coat pocket.
He handed it to Xiao Fenghuang. Xiao Fenghuang looked at Uncle Nie and she knew that there must be money in the red envelope.
A little hesitant.
"Here, take it. This is a gift from uncle." Xu Chengfeng touched the child's head lovingly.
How could such a polite and cute child be Nie Zheng's?
"Thank you for the red envelope, uncle," Little Phoenix said with a smile on her beautiful big eyes.
Mom told us to say thank you to others, and she still remembers it.
"You're welcome. Next time you go to the capital, just look for Uncle Xu. He will take you to eat delicious food and have fun." Xu Chengfeng was very interested.
I had the urge to go back, get married and have a daughter.
"Okay," the little phoenix agreed with stars in her eyes.
"It's time to eat, hurry up and wash your faces." Liang Qi looked at the three men who were surrounding the child without even washing their faces.
The three grown men quickly cleaned up their faces without wiping anything.
Everyone brought the food from the kang table, and ate together while chatting. It was a lively scene.
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