After eating and dividing the meat, those who did the work today received several extra kilograms, especially the few who were the heroes, each receiving an extra pig leg.
Simple then set its sights on pig trotters, which were almost unwanted by villagers except during postpartum periods.
The villagers all prefer large pieces of meat and feel that pig's trotters and ribs have little meat and are mostly bones, so they are not worth the money.
But Jian Dan and her two children really liked it, especially since it was soaked in the braising sauce. One bite and it was chewy and bouncy, yet not greasy.
So whenever I come across it, I buy almost everything that's available.
This time was no different. A pile of pig's trotters next to them was completely ignored by everyone, and they were all bought up easily and smoothly. They also bought two sets of spare ribs.
Naturally, there were two readily available laborers in the family, so she didn't have to do the hard work of carrying things herself; she just got the job of carrying basins.
The two children, one carrying a basket on his back and the other carrying a pig's leg, skipped and hopped along beside her, chattering away, clearly in a good mood.
"Sis, how are we going to cook this pig's trotter? The braising liquid is still in the pot. Should we just braise the trotter too?"
Jian Dan doesn't have any particular requirements for this; as long as it tastes good, that's fine. Of course, it would be best if she didn't have to do anything herself.
How would you like to eat?
Cheng Rui is quick to speak.
"Braised! Sis, braised food tastes great and is chewy. After braising, put it in a basin and store it in the cellar. When you want to eat it, just heat it up. It's so easy."
Okay, he knows how lazy his sister is.
Cheng An also offered suggestions,
"Sis, how about we braise a few and save a few for later? We can also make braised dishes or stewed soybeans. You said that was delicious last time, so I'll make it for you then."
"Yes, yes, sis, that pot of stew you made before had everything in it, and it was delicious with pig's trotters in it too."
Well, she doesn't even have to think; the children's arrangements are all taken care of for her.
"Okay, then I'll do as you say."
How would you like the ribs prepared? Are we having them today?
Both children shook their heads in unison.
"No, no, there's still meat at home."
In other words, who can be as extravagant as her family? They're really eating to their hearts' content. There are two pots of braised meat that haven't been touched much, and there's a large basin of pork stew in her hand, plus a venison hot pot that she just ordered for tomorrow.
Thinking about it, their stomachs, which had just been full, seemed to be hungry again, and the two children's mouths were practically overflowing with saliva.
"Sis, let's go, I want to go home."
The two children quickened their pace on their own.
With meat, the villagers were in high spirits, seemingly having inexhaustible energy for everything they did. Even a few days before the New Year, Jian Dan took her children to join the villagers at the commune market, and everyone was still talking about that day with great interest.
He showered us with compliments along the way, but even I, with my thick skin, couldn't quite handle it. I kept awkwardly laughing, and when we arrived, I grabbed the basket and the child and ran.
Cheng Rui was still somewhat puzzled.
"Sister, aren't the aunties and grandmas praising you? Why are you running away? Isn't being praised a good thing?"
Cheng An was introverted and somewhat reserved, but also very perceptive. He noticed something was amiss with Cheng An and began to speculate.
"Sis, are you... embarrassed?"
Simple steps faltered, almost choking on saliva, a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance washing over her.
"Don't talk nonsense, kid!"
Could she say that she simply couldn't stand that fiery passion?
But how come this child has such sharp eyes? How could he see that?
Doesn't she have any pride?
"cough!"
The three siblings ran ahead and soon arrived at the entrance of the state-run restaurant.
Breakfast time has obviously passed, but the aroma is still fresh and warm.
It might be a new sales method for state-run restaurants; there were even several large steamers stacked at the entrance, with stoves burning underneath and steam rising from the steamers.
"Meat buns! Pure meat buns!"
The aroma spread along with the warmth at the doorway on this chilly winter morning.
Most of the people rushing by would sniff the air, slow down when they got nearby, take a deep breath of the aroma to invigorate their bodies, and then hurry on their way.
Only a few people would be willing to generously buy two, and now, standing in front of the steamer, they would receive countless envious glances from all directions, even straightening their backs considerably.
Simple and easy, they were also drawn by the aroma and slowed down, the third group of people.
The aroma was so enticing that even the roundworms in his stomach started growling. Cheng Rui, blushing slightly, clutched his rebellious belly.
"I had a big breakfast, and I don't know why it went off..."
No matter how delicious the food is, it's still fresh. Even simple meals are almost the same, let alone for children.
It's just kids, what's wrong with them eating a little? They're growing all the time, and it's not a waste.
Most importantly, her family really doesn't lack food.
The thought flashed through her mind, and with a simple wave of her hand,
"I'm starving after walking for so long. Let's go inside and eat."
The two children were startled, turned their heads, and stared blankly at her.
"Sis, are you really going to eat? We just finished breakfast, only a little while ago..."
"Yes, sis, it's not lunchtime yet. Isn't it a bit wasteful to eat now?"
The aroma was irresistible, and the child's refusal was weak, while he swallowed hard, thinking he was being discreet.
It's simple, but not invisible. They usually have meat all the time, and their family isn't poor. The Cheng family isn't really destitute, so it's not like they would let their child be so tempted by a steamed bun. She felt uncomfortable seeing it.
Looking back, she could already see the villagers. She didn't want to let her child suffer, but she also didn't want to provide gossip material for others, nor did she want to be the subject of gossip herself.
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