With something on her mind, Lin Zhaodi kept getting distracted, and even Sun Xiang noticed it. How could this educated youth get distracted while handling cabbage?
"Lin Zhiqing, what's wrong with that cabbage? Are there any bugs?"
You'll have picked all those leaves in no time.
Sun Xiang knew that some of the educated youth from the city were very spoiled and would scream when they saw insects. She wondered if Lin, the educated youth, was too embarrassed to say anything when she saw insects, so she picked them herself.
Lin Zhaodi followed the gaze and saw the pieces of leaves she had torn off in her hand. Her face immediately turned bright red, and she hurriedly began to tidy up.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was lost in thought."
Once she came to her senses, she felt a pang of regret; that one cabbage could feed the four of them for a meal.
Seeing a small basket nearby, I picked it up and put all of these things away.
"Auntie, this one is mine. I'll cook it tonight, so I won't have to cut it when I get home."
Seeing that she was in the mood to tell jokes, the old lady next to her smiled and lowered her head to continue arranging the cabbages.
The kid acted a bit off right after Tiger finished speaking. These days, families that favor sons over daughters are so common, it's not surprising at all. He'll understand once he comes to his senses.
It's not that such children are bad, but growing up in that kind of environment from a young age, they will inevitably pick up some of the family's habits. If you're not able to stand on your own two feet and think things through, it's better not to have too much contact with them, lest your child hears something they shouldn't and then picks it up, which would be even worse.
I simply and happily arranged everything, especially the enamel mug, which I placed neatly on the small kang table. I've decided that it will be used for drinking water and milk powder from now on.
The other items were placed on the shelf against the wall at the corner of the small kang (heated brick bed). Anyway, these were all openly obtained, so there was no fear of being investigated.
She had just tasted the tin of biscuits, and how to describe it? It had a very rich milky and sweet flavor, and even the aroma of grains was very pure. This made her look forward to the other foods, thinking that one day she would finish them all.
If someone had such relatives or friends, bringing any of these items when visiting would be a great honor for the recipient. The items would be treasured and kept only when visiting important people or for very important events.
The adults are fine, but the children can only watch longingly.
If it's loose pastries, like peach shortbread, it might be a bit better.
Families who dote on their children might give them a little to taste after the guests have left, but then they'd put it away. Even when giving it to a child, they'd do it sparingly, just a little each day to satisfy their craving.
In families where sons are favored over daughters, the polarization is even more severe.
If you like a child, you'll shower them with all the good things in the world, giving them your whole heart and soul.
If you don't like a child, you can't stand looking at them no matter what, and you can forget about eating them.
Some would secretly save the food for their youngest son or eldest grandson, afraid of missing out on a single bite.
As for those you don't like, just step aside as soon as possible; don't even think about them.
However, Jian Dan is an only child in her family, with no elderly parents or young children to care for. Apart from a few educated youths and villagers, she doesn't have any other social circle for the time being. These problems don't exist for her. She can eat and sleep whenever she wants.
I arranged the bottles, jars, and paper packages, sprayed some water on the troughs at my feet, and saw that the bok choy had already grown to three inches tall, swaying gently and vibrant green.
Outside, the wind was biting cold, but inside, the lush green vegetables brought a sense of joy at first glance.
As for farming, Jian Dan is still a novice, and to say he particularly enjoys it is not really true.
Her only feeling towards them was that they were her legitimate source of vegetables to eat in the winter.
Therefore, in order to have peace of mind about what we eat, we not only need to grow crops, but we also need to grow them properly.
After tidying up the kang (a heated brick bed), Jian Dan began to sneak around and inspect the area under the kang.
The sauerkraut was pickled a few days ago. She bought two large vats; one was used to pickle the sauerkraut, and the other was filled with water. She put most of the frozen bean buns away after Li Yan and the others left, and the rest into a small jar.
She still had a few empty small jars left from the purchase. She glanced at the base and saw that there were quite a few cucumbers. What could she do with them?
There were quite a few books in the base. She picked up a cookbook, flipped through a few pages, and her eyes lit up immediately: pickled vegetables!
With her skills, I really can't guarantee how complicated her craftsmanship is.
But she looked at the pickled vegetables several times. Soy sauce, vinegar, salt, sugar—these were the only seasonings needed besides slicing cucumbers. She immediately felt relieved.
Wash the cucumber, cut it into long strips, let it dry, add seasonings, stir well, and seal.
It sounds simple, but you have to do it one step at a time. Just washing the cucumber took more than ten minutes.
The stove in the kitchen was burning constantly, so the cucumbers weren't getting cold, and the moisture on them evaporated quickly.
When making pickled vegetables, cucumbers don't need to be cut too finely; strips about the width of your thumb are fine. Alternatively, you can cut a cucumber into quarters or eight pieces vertically.
First, sprinkle salt to draw out the water. This way, the cucumber retains its original crispness while adding some chewiness, giving it a slightly chewy texture on the first bite.
Then pour in the prepared sauce, seal the jar, and place it in a cool, dark corner.
Actually, cucumbers are very versatile. If you're not picky, you can eat them as freshly pickled vegetables, or you can simply slice them and mix them together to make another side dish.
Simple was in high spirits, so for lunch he simply had cucumber strips mixed with rice porridge cooked over a fire, and he closed his eyes in satisfaction.
Well, that means you still need to eat porridge with pickled vegetables.
Unfortunately, she can't!
However, the old lady said that radishes cut into strips, dried until half-dry, and then pickled are also particularly delicious. Why don't you give it a try?
Just do it when you have an idea.
Jian Dan hadn't touched any of the large radishes harvested in the fall. She really didn't know what to do with them. Just then, she thought of this and immediately took out about ten of them without any hesitation. Following the old lady's instructions, she washed them and cut them into strips.
However, it's definitely not suitable to leave it outside to air dry at this time, as it will freeze in the sub-zero temperature.
However, looking at my small house and small kitchen, it didn't seem appropriate to hang the clothes out to dry anywhere.
Besides the two stoves, the kitchen was just a small cupboard in the back, with a little firewood in the corner for temporary use. That was all it had.
As for the room, there was a kang (heated brick bed) right inside the door, and the only open space was the small area just outside the door.
The kang (heated brick bed) isn't very big; it's just right for one person, but it's too crowded for two.
At the bend in the road, next to those wooden troughs, there really wasn't anywhere to put your feet.
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