On the way, someone said, "I didn't see Cheng Jiaojiao today. She's usually quite enthusiastic, isn't she?"
Someone nearby gloated, "Hey, you guys don't know, do you? Battalion Commander Cheng was trying to save money to get married. At first, she knew to restrain herself, but later she started spending money recklessly and ended up spending all of Battalion Commander Cheng's salary. Naturally, Battalion Commander Cheng wasn't happy, so he stopped letting her take any more money."
"Moreover, the disharmony in the compound all started with her, and Battalion Commander Cheng felt quite ashamed. Naturally, he had little patience for his younger sister."
"When I came here today, I found the look in her eyes quite amusing. How come I never noticed before that she was so calculating? Now it seems that all her pitiful act was an act, and it disgusts me."
Lin Ying never imagined that one day, someone would gossip about others in front of her.
It was at this moment that she suddenly realized that what others said about her was nothing more than that; why had she cared about it before? These people just talked about whoever wasn't around. Why should she get angry over them?
She was just curious whether Cheng Jiaojiao could crawl out of the mud like she had been when Cheng Jiaojiao used such methods to disgust her.
However, Lin Ying did not pity her; on the contrary, she felt that she had only herself to blame.
To be fair, although she had used her neighbors to deal with Lin Rong, she had always given them benefits, unlike Cheng Jiaojiao, who simply took advantage of her.
However, the mention of her reminded Lin Ying of the way Cheng Jiaojiao looked at Zhao Qinghuai yesterday, and she couldn't help but feel nauseous.
She felt that this grasshopper had been hopping around for quite some time now, almost to the New Year.
I had pickled fish yesterday, and now I'm craving hot and sour noodles.
Luckily, there was a lot of sweet potato starch at home. Lin Ying didn't like stewed vermicelli as much as everyone else, so there was still a lot left over. Now, it would be perfect to use it.
Thinking about the ingredients at home, Lin Ying remembered that she had pickled some more sauerkraut after bringing back the earthenware jars. The bean sprouts should be ready to eat now.
Thinking about the sour and spicy taste, Lin Ying returned home after parting ways with Li Yue'e.
When I got home, the children were writing there.
Now, the children not only learn to write every day, but also do arithmetic problems. Lin Ying sets aside ten minutes each morning and noon to teach them.
As for writing, Lin Ying made the small blackboard, and the chalk was made of lime.
The reason for this was that one time, Lin Ying's radio ran out of power, and the military dependents' supply and marketing cooperative didn't have any batteries. It would be a few more days before they could go to town. The children were getting a little bored sitting at Lin Ying's house. So Lin Ying made this for them to play with.
Of course, I study for an hour every morning and afternoon, and spend the rest of the time listening to the radio or playing around.
When Lin Ying went in, some of the children had already finished writing.
Lin Ying beckoned the children who had finished writing to come out.
"Go home and get a bowl. We're having dinner at my aunt's house today."
The children's eyes lit up when they heard this, and they happily ran back.
Lin Ying dug the previously braised meat out of the snow and put it in the pot to thaw. After thinking for a moment, she washed the beef she had brought back today, blanched it in hot water, and then threw it into the pot to braise as well.
After that, she dug out some more flour, because hot and sour noodles naturally taste even better with roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).
Lin Ying first kneaded and let the dough rise. Then she placed it on the kang (a heated brick bed) at home.
Then prepare the ingredients.
Now the children have all finished their homework and are watching Lin Ying busy herself.
While the dough was rising, Lin Ying started preparing the hot and sour rice noodle ingredients and then took out the side dishes.
Prepare the pickled bean sprouts, pickled cowpeas, and fried peanuts.
Seeing the children drooling, Lin Ying simply fried some more peanuts for them to share.
After finishing all that, Lin Ying went to check on the dough. Because she was in a hurry, Lin Ying didn't use sourdough starter, but instead used yeast powder, so the dough rose faster.
In addition, the heat from the kang (heated brick bed) caused it to ignite in less than an hour.
Next, we made pancakes.
To be honest, she, who has always eaten rice, has only seen people making pancakes on the street a few times.
She could only begin preparations based on her youngest son's memories.
Fortunately, she didn't have any specific instructions, so she just made simple flatbread.
For convenience, Lin Ying moved the cutting board to her carpentry shelf. One of the two stoves outside had coal burning, used for stewing meat. The one with the underfloor heating had a more stable fire, which she used for making flatbread.
Lin Ying made more than thirty in total.
Only after that did I go back to cook the rice noodles.
She prepared the sauces while cooking the noodles. She made one sour and spicy sauce, and another slightly spicy one. Then she took out the braised beef and sliced it. She could add some beef to the noodles later.
Once the noodles were cooked, Lin Ying called them to eat. As usual, they lined up to wash their hands, then came over with their bowls to collect their food.
Whether they like it spicy or not is up to them.
After preparing the noodles, Lin Ying went over to scoop out the meat, chopped it up, put it in a pancake, and then put it in a basket to take into the room.
A box is placed on a table.
"Same rules as always, ask for more if you're not full, but no leftovers! If you can't finish it, take it home. I mean what you have in your hands, don't let me find out you're deliberately taking it home without eating it."
After saying that, Lin Ying went out to eat her own portion.
She has a big appetite and needs at least three bowls of noodles and three pancakes to be satisfied.
The moment the first bite of hot and sour noodles entered her mouth, the aroma, seemingly emanating from the depths of her soul, made Lin Ying's eyes squint involuntarily. Her appetite was instantly whetted.
Lin Ying ate her meal, enjoying both the soup and the noodles, with great satisfaction.
Indeed, this kind of sour and spicy food is perfect for winter.
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