The little girl nodded emphatically.
"I love it! I love it!"
It's so simple, it melts my heart.
"Okay, eat well, I'll cook for you too!"
An aura of wealth and power emanated from them.
Really? Really?
Now she couldn't even hold her chopsticks anymore. She climbed all over Jian Dan, using both her hands and feet to climb up, and her oily little mouth went to kiss her face.
"Sister, Xin Xin loves you the most! You're the best, the best, the best..."
If it weren't for a glimpse of those greasy little mouths, I would have been captivated by that adorable praise too.
Thus, the affectionate hugs became a one-sided effort from Jianxin, while Jianxin kept dodging them.
"Stop, stop, halt! Stop right there!"
"elder sister……"
After a half-day meal, filled with anticipation for tomorrow's delicious food, the little girl washed up early and fell asleep on the warm kang (heated brick bed).
I spent the whole day traveling by car today, so it wasn't a pleasant day.
After tidying up quickly, I went to bed early.
Just before going to sleep, I remembered that I seemed to have forgotten something. Ah, it was a gift from one of my uncles, still standing alone at the end of the kang (a heated brick bed).
Clearly, both of them had forgotten about it.
Over there, Uncle Liu drove the oxcart back, called his son to carry the two children into the house, and then took advantage of the daylight to settle the ox and cart.
The old lady took one look at the child and immediately guessed what was going on. This wasn't the first time, and when she asked him about it, it turned out to be true.
"What a tragedy! How old is this child?"
"Warm up a bit, then check it out. If it doesn't work, we'll call Old Chen over to take a look."
However, these two children were clearly like weeds. They had an extremely tenacious vitality. After lying on the warm kang (a heated brick bed) for a while and being given a few mouthfuls of hot water, they actually woke up.
Tiger, who had just returned, immediately started shouting.
"Grandpa, Grandpa! These two children have come back to life!"
Just as Uncle Liu took off his cotton-padded coat, he remembered the things he had given her, including the lunchbox of dumplings he had given her at noon, which he hadn't eaten yet. He gave them all to the old lady.
The old lady opened it and immediately understood; it was something he had given her but had brought back.
"You didn't eat lunch again,"
"So what? We didn't do any work, what difference does it make whether we eat or not? Just heat it up and give it to the child."
"Um, let's make some ginger water for these two kids. Didn't I already give them a piece of ginger?"
The old lady knew what it meant as soon as she saw it.
"Okay, then don't worry about it."
In a small pot, slice ginger, add water, and let it simmer.
The old lady then went to open the other paper package.
One was a few ounces of brown sugar, and the old lady didn't hesitate to grab a handful and put it into the ginger water.
When the other paper package was opened, the old lady was startled. She then heard Tiger talking excitedly to Xiaohua, and the conversation drifted to food.
"Someone's house was greasy yesterday, I could smell the sizzling oil. Hey sis, do you want some?"
Xiaohua looked at her brother, unsure of what to say.
Is this a matter of whether you want to eat it or not?
How can you not want to eat something so delicious?
Doesn't that mean you have to have some at home?
Tiger licked his lips regretfully.
"Xin Xin just said that the oily pastry was delicious, but it was gone after only a few pieces. Do you think it was made by Sister Jian's family?"
However, this is not a simple style.
The old man came in from outside and heard these few words. Then he saw the fat meat in the old woman's hand. With this connection, what else could he not understand?
"I guess whose oil is it? That little girl didn't get enough of the oil, so today Xiao Jian went to buy fatty meat."
He said, "Why does that smell from that basket smell so familiar?"
“Yesterday, I remembered, yesterday afternoon I smelled oil for a while, and I guessed it was coming from the educated youth compound.”
I reckon they can't have much, and they probably wouldn't feel comfortable letting their children eat too much.
"That's really spoiling the kid! They even went to the county town to buy it."
The old lady weighed the piece in her hand.
"That must weigh at least a pound!"
Since we've already accepted it, what's there to hesitate about?
Besides, there are many such cases.
"Aren't the kids craving it too? Let them have a taste tomorrow. It's okay for the adults to eat a little less, but the kids, eat more!"
Just then, Tiger started shouting for help, so the old man went inside to check on the child.
Perhaps because she went to bed early, or perhaps because she was thinking about the oily snacks, Jian Xin woke up early, got dressed, and then bounced around Jian Dan's face, making it impossible for Jian Dan to pretend to be asleep.
"Alright, alright, I'll get up, I'll get up now."
If Jian Dan hadn't kept her in check, the child wouldn't have wanted to eat breakfast. Seeing how anxious she was, Jian Dan didn't have the heart to tease her anymore.
She naturally didn't know this skill, but since she had made up her mind, she took it seriously and consulted with Lin Zhaodi and Tan Yajun yesterday.
I washed the pot clean early on, poured in water and salt, and added the chopped fat. The little glutton volunteered to take on the important task of starting the fire, so I just let her do it.
The girl had been craving the fried dough buns and dumplings she'd heard about at the youth center that day, so I simply thought I'd make some for her.
There was so much fat, I couldn't put it all in there. Not to mention the lard that would be a real headache, I didn't know what to do with it. Yesterday, most of the baskets I had were more than enough, so I just cut them all up.
It's no big deal. Any leftovers can be kept at the farm and will still be fresh when you eat them again, with the crispy parts remaining crispy and crunchy.
With the pot uncovered, Jian Xin kept sniffing the slowly rising aroma.
"It smells so good, sister! When can we eat it? I'm getting impatient!"
This is simple, but it's uncertain. She's a beginner too, and she's still figuring out the quality.
All I can do is comfort them again and again.
"It'll be ready soon. Just watch until the oil stops flowing out and the color changes."
Seeing the oil coming out, I quickly grabbed a large spoon and scooped it into the bowl. As the oil came out, the pieces of meat were fried smaller and smaller, becoming drier and drier.
Xiao Jianxin became increasingly anxious, not only staring intently but also drooling.
This basket of fat was quite substantial, filling a whole pot. Even after all that work, a large basin of oil had been rendered, and there was still half a pot of meat left.
"Go to the back."
You can't touch this! Let me tell you, you absolutely can't touch oil, especially hot oil. If it gets on your hands or face, you'll get a huge blister. And what do you think of that blister on your face?
They also do scar treatments!
This was more serious. The little girl was so frightened that she immediately took several steps back, but she couldn't bear to part with the delicious food right in front of her. Her eyes didn't leave the food for more than three seconds. She said she was scared, but her little hands were still itching to grab it.
"Really? Can it really create scars?"
"Hmph, then you try it?"
"No, no, no! I don't want to have a scar!"
This is what it means to lose one's composure.
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