Chapter 50 After all the hard work, when I invited people to dinner, I always asked Li Jianzhi to cook pork...
In Qin Xiangxiang's memory, she had rarely seen leftover pork knuckles. At most banquets, there was never enough pork to go around, let alone leftovers. But this time, their home-cooked meal had quite a bit of pork left over, especially pork knuckles.
The woman was worried about her husband's "skills".
However, after slicing the remaining pork knuckle, stir-frying it again with chili, minced garlic, and other seasonings, and sprinkling it with pretty chopped green onions, the taste was surprisingly good.
Layers of sizzling oil were also rendered out, and in the glistening oil, there were strands of meat, the bright red of chili peppers, the green of chopped scallions, and a few slightly charred pieces of meat, which made one sneeze, yet the aroma was irresistibly enticing.
This kind of pot doesn't need to be washed. The leftover oil is perfect for stir-frying wild vegetables, and you'll eat it with your mouth full of oil.
"Mommy, it smells so good! The meat is so tender!"
Qin Xiangxiang also thought it tasted delicious. Then, thinking about all the pork knuckles left in her refrigerator, she wondered: Could my husband really be a culinary genius?
And the fact that they managed to leave so much meat after hosting a banquet, and that the leftover meat was so delicious, is just too amazing.
In addition, they have a refrigerator at home, so they can divide the pork knuckle into small portions and store them. When they want to eat it, they can take it to the top shelf to thaw overnight and then enjoy a stir-fried pork knuckle full of oil.
This is just too wonderful!
Ordinary people wouldn't buy pork hock unless it's for a holiday or when entertaining guests. With a refrigerator, pork hock can be saved and eaten slowly. When you're hungry, you don't have to wait in line for pork. When you stir-fry it, the oil sizzles out.
Some meat, after sizzling in oil for a long time, develops a crispy skin, resembling a kind of crispy pork.
Qin Xiang took a bite of the crispy pork and secretly made up her mind: from now on, when she invites people to dinner, she will ask Li Jianzhi to cook pork.
Li Jianzhi stood in front of the mirror trying on his military uniform. He found that he looked much more handsome and upright after putting on the uniform. It was much neater than other people's uniforms, which were a bit flimsy. Every detail was well-stitched, and the stitching on every buttonhole was very neat and fine. There were basically no loose threads on the clothes.
Moreover, he remembered a pair of pants that were clearly ripped at the crotch, but at this moment he couldn't tell which pair it was.
His wife's handiwork was truly amazing; she secretly altered all his clothes. She's such a restless woman.
Li Jianzhi walked out in his military uniform and went to the kitchen, where Qin Xiangxiang was still eating her own crispy pork with her son.
The lush green wild vegetables next to them were also coated with a layer of oil. The wild vegetables, glistening with lard, exuded the delicious aroma of spring.
Li Jianzhi stood next to the woman, pushing the chubby boy aside. The chubby boy looked like he was wondering, "???"
He took Qin Xiangxiang's hand, gently stroked the back of her soft hand, and said, "Xiangxiang, don't overwork yourself in the future."
Just the thought that his wife had inspected and patched his clothes from head to toe filled him with warmth, making him feel warm all over.
Qin Xiangxiang was confused: "?"
She doesn't go to the factory now; she stays at home all day doing nothing. What is there to worry about?
She really wanted the deadbeat man in front of her to take a closer look at her hands. They were smooth and delicate, without any calluses. How could anyone tell that she had been working hard?
She couldn't help but remind him, "Comrade Li, take a good look at my hands before you speak."
Li Jianzhi lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand, gently stroking it: "Very beautiful, the hand of a master of talent."
Qin Xiangxiang blushed a little at his sudden action. There was also a chubby boy watching her. Although the chubby boy was probably blocked by his father's "fatherly love as solid as a mountain" figure and couldn't see what had just happened, she still wanted to disappear into the ground.
This guy is suddenly more sophisticated than her, doing this hand-kissing ceremony.
He's a bit like the knights I've read in Western novels before.
"Little Fatty, here's some meat for you. Take it to your room and eat it." Qin Xiangxiang endured the excruciating pain of having her flesh cut off to coax the chubby boy behind her away. Getting her to give up the meat was truly...
The chubby boy grabbed the meat and ran off, then promptly went back to his room, closed the door, and enjoyed it all by himself.
Qin Xiangxiang, who was left behind, was a little annoyed. The blush on her face had not yet faded. She really admired the man in front of her. What was with this sudden attack? He was even more audacious than her.
Li Jianzhi looked down and saw her face, which was as beautiful as a cherry blossom on a branch. He couldn't help but want to steal a kiss from her. Moreover, his wife was so considerate that she would take the initiative to get rid of the little fat boy.
After leaving the workshop, the woman's hair had grown longer and she had become even more charming.
"Li Jianzhi, are you going to hug me?" Qin Xiang guessed that he had also read a lot of foreign novels and fairy tales, such as princes, princesses, and knights, with the knight holding the princess in his arms.
Li Jianzhi held her in his arms around the waist, feeling that she was as light as a feather.
Qin Xiangxiang's face grew even hotter. She noticed that the other man looked even more handsome in his ironed military uniform. Sure enough, dressing a man well is a feast for the eyes.
If the chubby boy hadn't taken the meat away, this man would have had to feed her with chopsticks, to let him know how "hard-working" she was.
Li Jianzhi lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Qin Xiangxiang looked at the trees outside the kitchen window and said, "Can we go somewhere else?"
"Okay, let's go back to our room and take care of things slowly."
Previously, Li Jianzhi complained that the living room was too small, but now, back in the master bedroom and looking at the couple's large room, he suddenly felt that the design was brilliant.
A large, private room shared by the couple.
The house is spacious and well-insulated.
Qin Xiangxiang was sweating profusely from his actions. The sun was setting outside, it wasn't dark yet, and she wasn't sleepy, so she couldn't fall asleep. It felt like she had taken a sticky afternoon nap in the summer, and when she woke up, she was all wet.
She looked at the man by the bed and wondered if he preferred the daytime, which explained his lack of libido at night.
Li Jianzhi wrung out a towel and wiped her body. He liked her soft, lazy appearance, with only her beautiful almond-shaped eyes looking at him, instead of her falling asleep and being unable to get up no matter what he did.
"Another afternoon spent doing absolutely nothing." Qin Xiangxiang felt the afternoon breeze on her body, making her feel sore and weak all over. But when she closed her eyes, she felt quite comfortable.
"It was clearly a very meaningful day."
Back in the 1970s, Li Jianzhi clearly felt that the days had become much longer, and he could feel the changing light and shadow of the sun and moon. In the future, many people's daily lives consisted of playing on their phones, looking at screens, typing, ordering takeout, lying in bed, casually scrolling through their phones, and the day would pass by without any real feeling of being alive.
Although we don't have the convenience of modern life, we can still experience the passing of seasons with our loved ones, making the rest of our lives something to look forward to.
"You've worked too hard. I'll cook dinner tonight."
Qin Xiang thought about it carefully and felt that she had lost out. She gave her son a perfectly good bowl of crispy pork and ate another hard lump of meat. The more she ate, the more tired and hungry she became.
"It's all your fault."
"Yes, it's my fault."
Li Jianzhi glanced at the clothes beside him, then suddenly seemed to remember something and leaned down to whisper in Qin Xiangxiang's ear, "Do you want to try this...?"
"You pervert!" Qin Xiang suddenly stretched out her neck like a beautiful snake and bit his ear.
This damn man actually suggested using lace trim on the inner garments! He really dares to think that way!
And he even brought this up with such a serious face; men are so shameless.
"It would look really nice if you added a layer of lace on the outside."
Qin Xiang thought like a little pufferfish, holding her breath and wanting to slap him. So what if he's good-looking? She can't see it herself. Who's good-looking for? Who's good-looking for?
However, she was indeed somewhat tempted. Who wouldn't want to wear something even better, especially since it would be worn underneath and no one else could see it?
"You're full of bad ideas!"
If her other girlfriends were to discover that she was wearing such an undergarment, they probably wouldn't believe that the person who came up with this idea was this seemingly serious, aloof, and rigid man.
Liu Xiaoyun was so excited about the beautiful new collars that she couldn't sleep all night. The next day, she was still full of energy and took her two children by boat back to Mingzhou.
I feel like my vanity is at play. I don't usually want to go to school, but now I'm looking forward to going to class tomorrow.
The next day, she mustered up her courage and put on the simplest blue collared dress. She couldn't help but look in the mirror. Every time she went out, she felt like everyone around her was watching her. She was afraid that others would notice that something was wrong.
"Teacher Liu, you look so energetic today!"
"The teacher is wearing new clothes!"
...
No one noticed anything amiss. Liu Xiaoyun became increasingly composed and bolder. The next day, she changed into a ruffled collar and received many compliments when she went out.
On the third day, she changed her clothes and wore the lace one. It was amazing! When she arrived at school, it seemed like everyone's eyes were on her. Before she had even finished her morning classes, several teachers came to ask her questions.
This kind of lace collar isn't particularly rare, but none are as brand new and beautiful. The lace used on children's dresses is usually quite rough, but the one around Liu Xiaoyun's neck clearly shows exceptional craftsmanship.
"Teacher Liu, you look so radiant these past few days, dressed so beautifully, you really spared no expense... Where did you get these clothes from?"
"It looks so good, can I wear it too?"
"Teacher Liu..."
Liu Xiaoyun was not good with words, and blushed as she explained to the person that it was actually a detachable collar. The person who asked the question gave a knowing smile. Ordinary people don't have that many new clothes, but they still like to dress up. They can't make new clothes, but they can make detachable collars out of that little bit of fabric.
“It was handmade by a distant relative of my husband.”
"You can find someone to do it if you want."
"Where can you find such skilled craftspeople?" Ordinary people like them either buy fabric and make their own clothes, or they buy fabric and go to state-run stores to have clothes made. State-run stores only charge a small labor fee, which is relatively cheap, but the styles they make are simple.
So many people would ask a skilled craftsman in their neighborhood to make clothes and pants for them. Some were bold enough to charge a dollar or two for the work. But most refused to accept money because it was against the rules. Some would slip the money into a return gift, while others would choose to give hard currency like brown sugar or white sugar, or coupons like grain coupons, oil coupons, and sugar coupons, as a thank you for making the clothes.
"Teacher Liu, could you please have someone make one for me too? I'll send over half a pound of brown sugar and some flour."
"I'll ask for you." The other party pleaded repeatedly, and Liu Xiaoyun hesitated slightly. "It will take a few days. I'll tell you next week."
"We need to hurry, otherwise it will get too hot by the time it's done, and we'll only be able to use it in the fall and winter." The man said with a sigh, then suddenly remembered something, "I can also add a lace trim to the collar of a summer dress. I also want to make a new dress for my daughter."
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