Chapter 50: The battle formation, the big guys in military uniforms
At this time.
Grandpa Qin had no time to care about his own big meal.
He immediately put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Grandma Qin nervously and worriedly.
The distressed look on his face was beyond words, and he asked anxiously.
"What's wrong? Why are your eyes red just because you're eating? Is this dish not tasty?"
Grandma Qin took out a handkerchief and gently pressed the corners of her eyes.
Although her eyes were red, she still had a smile on her face.
Everyone at the table was looking at her worriedly.
Jiang Ning, in particular, became extremely nervous.
After all, she made the meal herself.
Grandma Qin first shook her head at Grandpa Qin and said "It's okay" several times.
Then he continued to explain to Jiang Ning.
"The food is delicious, especially the braised pork with preserved mustard greens. It's exactly the same as what I ate when I was a kid. Aning, did you put any special seasoning in it? This taste... I haven't tasted it in many years."
After hearing what Grandma Qin said, everyone at the table felt relieved.
But this seasoning...
Jiang Ning looked at the dish of braised pork with pickled mustard greens and thought about it carefully.
The technique she used was the most common "one boil, two fry, three steam", and the seasonings she used were soy sauce and salt.
There is nothing else.
The taste is not much different from that made in ordinary restaurants.
If only there was any difference.
That could only be the pickled mustard greens she had dried at home.
Thinking of pickled mustard greens, Jiang Ning looked at the leftovers in Grandma Qin's bowl.
She suddenly realized something.
Jiang Ning looked at Grandma Qin's expectant eyes and spoke.
"Grandma, it's bamboo shoots."
“Dried bamboo shoots?”
Grandma Qin looked surprised and murmured.
She looked at the dish of braised pork with pickled mustard greens again, squinted her eyes, and examined it carefully.
He picked up another piece of food with chopsticks and took a few more bites.
The pickled mustard greens steamed over high heat are soft and tender.
But the dried bamboo shoots that have absorbed the juice are chewy and crispy when you bite them.
"Yes, it's dried bamboo shoots! It turns out to be dried bamboo shoots... I was wondering why I haven't tasted the flavor I had when I was a child for decades. Today, thanks to Aning, I've finally made my wish come true."
This thought is a deep homesickness.
Grandma Qin let out a long sigh, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Jiang Ning became more gentle and loving.
Grandpa Qin also raised his eyebrows in shock.
He didn't expect that Jiang Ning not only cooked delicious food, but was also so meticulous about this matter.
Especially after seeing Grandma Qin so happy, even the way he looked at Jiang Ning became more appreciative and affirmative.
Some people feel a tightness in their chest.
Lin Shijiao poked the rice bowl with chopsticks and muttered softly.
"It's just dried bamboo shoots, not dragon meat. What's so special about it?"
"There is really nothing special about dried bamboo shoots. As long as there are bamboo shoots, there will be bamboo shoots. But the soil and water in each place are different, and the bamboo shoots grown are also different. Even in the same place, the bamboo shoots grown in different seasons are also different. For example, spring bamboo shoots and winter bamboo shoots have completely different tastes."
Jiang Ning responded calmly.
Her words were soft and gentle, like the flow of a stream, and sounded particularly comfortable.
Qin Jiulie asked, "Wife, how did you know that the taste that grandma missed was dried bamboo shoots?"
"When we dry pickled mustard greens in our hometown, it is also the season for spring bamboo shoots. Spring bamboo shoots have a sweet taste, and fresh spring bamboo shoots are delicious when stewed with meat. After blanching, they are dried together with the pickled mustard greens to retain their sweet and refreshing taste. This is a unique way of cooking in our hometown, which is different from pickled mustard greens in other places. My grandmother happened to be from the south, so I made a guess."
Shredded bamboo shoots and pickled mustard greens, online photo
Unexpectedly, I guessed it right at once.
"Wife, you are amazing."
"Yes, my granddaughter-in-law is really amazing."
"Aning, you really helped me solve a problem I had in mind."
The atmosphere was filled with joy and everyone praised Jiang Ning highly.
This meal not only left a lingering taste in my mouth, but also made me feel happy.
Grandpa Qin drank three bowls of rice in one breath, and ate the rice with the broth of the braised pork with pickled mustard greens, wishing he could lick the bottom of the bowl clean.
In the end, it was Grandma Qin who stopped him from eating.
Grandpa Qin then put down his chopsticks, feeling unsatisfied.
Also at this time.
Outside the gate of the Qin family courtyard, a large group of people came.
This time it was no longer the noisy sisters-in-law, but a group of big men in neat military uniforms.
Commander He, the commander of the first regiment, the commander of the second regiment... all the battalion commanders and company commanders, big and small, came.
A group of people stood respectfully outside the door, and no one dared to come in directly.
What a scene!
Jiang Ning had never seen so many high-ranking military officers since he was a child, except on TV.
They all rushed here after learning that General Qin had arrived at the military camp.
Grandpa Qin at this time.
There was no trace of the greedy old man on his body. He had long since turned back into the serious, calm and majestic old commander Qin.
Jiang Ning was a little flustered.
There was no way the living room of their small bungalow could accommodate so many people.
Not to mention asking people to sit down, there weren’t even enough cups to pour tea.
Just at this moment.
Grandma Qin held Jiang Ning's wrist, pulled her to her side, and said lovingly.
"Aning, this is a matter between men, let the men solve it, we women should talk about women's affairs. Grandma wants to have a few private words with you."
"Okay, grandma."
that's all.
Jiang Ning was pulled by Grandma Qin into a room at the side.
…
In the room.
In order to deal with the sudden incident early this morning, Jiang Ning got up in a hurry and had no time to clean up.
Especially on the bed, the sheets and quilts were a little messy.
Jiang Ning's face felt hot and he hurriedly pulled the corner of the quilt, trying to smooth it out a little.
Grandma Qin is an experienced person.
How could I not see something was happening?
But she just smiled with her eyes narrowed, seeing through everything but not saying anything, and waited quietly.
After Jiang Ning had tidied up, the two sat down beside the bed.
Grandma Qin carried with her an exquisite handbag that was the same color as the cheongsam she was wearing.
She opened it gently and took out something that stunned Jiang Ning.
"Aning, this is a gift from your grandparents."
Say this.
A heavy, glittering gold bracelet.
Just put it in Jiang Ning's palm.
Jiang Ning's face was filled with disbelief, and the weight in her palm...
It's really barbaric! sink! of!
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