Chapter 23 His daughters, he also has to be good to them
Jiang Shui smiled and said, "Such a big bowl, if my mother didn't agree, would I give it to you?"
Guan Li thought it made sense.
In the past, Jiangshui never ate more than one bite. When they were digging wild vegetables together, she would occasionally bring some food and share half with Jiangshui. Jiangshui didn't dare to keep any of it - as long as her mother saw it, it would never enter Jiangshui's stomach.
Jiang Shui urged: "Hurry up and continue. My family is stewing meat today. I need to go back and eat it quickly."
Guan Li took it blankly and hurriedly called out to Jiang Shui who was about to leave: "Wait a minute, I'll free up the bowl for you to take back. Forget it, you go back first, I'll wash it and send it over tomorrow."
Jiang Shui was in a hurry to go back and eat something delicious, so he nodded indifferently and ran home quickly.
Seeing Jiang Shui leave, Guan the Carpenter and Guan Xiaoshan came over and praised the pile of bowls, "These pancakes use a lot of white flour!"
White flour is a refined grain. This pancake is only light yellow in color, but it contains a lot of white flour.
"There are three pancakes, and each of us has one."
"The pancakes are piled outside, sister, come and see what's in the bowl?" Why did he smell the aroma of meat?
Guan Li now felt that Aunt Jiang had indeed changed and was no longer the same as before, but she didn't dare to raise her brother's hopes too much, lest he be disappointed if he didn't see the meat later: "Jiang Shui picked so many wild vegetables and brought them back. Isn't that what every household eats now?"
As she spoke, she put the bowl on the stove and took a plate to remove the pancake covering it.
As soon as the pancake was taken away, the food in the bowl appeared in front of the three people!
The room was unusually quiet, with only the distinct sound of gasps for air.
Lard scraps and fried small fish are all thick with oil and are more precious than meat!
Guan Li used chopsticks to pick up pieces of lard and fried fish and put them on the plate. There were more than twenty pieces of lard and more than ten fish in total.
The bottom of the bowl is cold-mixed pig ears and boneless meat. The portion is not large, but it is all meat, with very few wild vegetables.
Carpenter Guan said blankly, "This is too much. Xiaoli, I'll make a few more molds later. You can send them to your Aunt Jiang when you return the bowl tomorrow."
For the first time, Guan Li did not object to the idea of giving something to Aunt Jiang.
There are indeed too many.
Carpenter Guan looked at the twenty-odd pieces of lard, then looked at his skinny son and daughter, and said, "The meat and the cold-mixed pig ears will be eaten tonight, and you two can share the fried fish.
Stew the lard and wild vegetables and bake a few more steamed buns. I'll find time to go to the dike tomorrow night and deliver them to Xiangxi."
Carpentry work cannot be done after dark, and the round trip from Qili Village to the embankment takes three hours, which does not affect the work the next day.
Guan Li responded with a "OK" and divided the fish into two portions. She divided her own portion into two again, keeping one portion and putting the other portion into Guan the Carpenter's bowl.
Her share will be sent there tomorrow. Corvée work is no joke. Many people can't come back.
Guan Xiaoshan also quietly kept his little fish.
No one in the family said anything explicitly, and everyone did what they wanted.
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The Jiang family’s dinner was particularly sumptuous.
The meal was so sumptuous that everyone felt all the fatigue of the day was swept away, and some even felt that having such a delicious meal was not worth the work they had done today.
Two dishes and a soup, each with meat! And a small fried fish snack.
Everyone had their own portion of fried fish. The fish were covered with batter, salty, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. They made a crunchy sound when they were bitten, and even the bones were fried crispy. They could be chewed and eaten.
This can be kept for a long time. No one was willing to eat it all at once. After eating two or three to satisfy their cravings, they put the rest away.
The boneless meat was stir-fried with wild garlic and dried chilies, but Xiaohua couldn't eat it. However, Huo Bing had reserved three pieces of meat in advance. He tore them into pieces and evenly placed them in a white flour pancake, rolled them into a roll, and put it in his daughter's little palm.
She then filled her small wooden bowl with a bowl of broth, in which tender greens floated.
When wild vegetables are cooked into a mushy consistency or without oil, they are indeed not as delicious as vegetables grown in the vegetable garden. They are too dry and astringent. But when they are paired with oil and water, the dryness and astringency turn into a refreshing taste, which makes them more delicious than vegetables!
Xiaohua drank some hot soup and took a bite of the delicate white flour roll, and her big eyes suddenly turned into crescent shapes.
Grandma was so kind that she gave her a piece of her white flour pancake, which was so delicious.
The others did the same thing Huo Bing did for Xiaohua, spreading the vegetables on the pancake and eating it with a mouthful of soup and a mouthful of pancake.
The only difference was that they were pancakes mixed with corn flour, but everyone was very satisfied.
It’s delicious. I never thought eating could be such a pleasure!
"Mom, I brought back some vines this afternoon. I'll weave some traps in the moonlight later and catch a lot of eels for you to sell in the city. I still want to eat meat!" Jiang Xiangbei's mouth was as bulging as a squirrel, still thinking about his next meal.
"The meat is delicious, and the fried fish is delicious too. It would be great if we could have a meal here every three to five days, no, ten days to half a month."
As the eldest brother Jiang Xiangdong ate his burrito, he quickly glanced at the fourth brother and joked, "You still want to eat it once every ten days or half a month?
We only get to eat it once in our lives, haha, it’s good enough if we can eat it once a year.”
Jiang Xiangbei thought about it and felt a little discouraged. Once a year, it felt like an eternity...
Jiang Xiangnan went to the city with his mother and bought many things with her. He looked at his mother secretly and felt that it was very likely that he would not be able to eat meat for ten days or half a month, no, even three to five days.
He believed his mother could do it.
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Jiang Xiangzhong came home late. In the past, no matter when he came back, we had to wait until he got home before we could eat, even if it was late at night and we had to eat in the dark.
Shen Qing is different. He has a lot of things waiting for him. What is he waiting for?
Let Huo Bing keep his share, and the others started to do their own things.
Brothers Jiang Xiangnan and Xiangbei were weaving traps for eels in the yard;
Jiang Shui sorted out the wild vegetables she had picked all day. She carefully took out a few Chinese toon plants and placed them separately.
In the evening, her mother said that frying eggs with it had a unique fragrance. She didn't understand, but her mother said she must like it, so she kept it and couldn't mix it with other wild vegetables and cook it in the same pot.
Jiang Xiangdong was kneading dough in the house while watching over the two kids;
Mom said that Huo Bing knows how much salt to put in cooking, and she has steady hands. What she will do next requires her to control the amount precisely and be able to stop at will. Only Huo Bing can do it. The child doesn't have only his mother, and his father will see the same thing.
As for kneading the dough, my mother said that it can be steamed into buns after the dough has risen.
Now that it's cold, we can keep them. I steamed dozens of them and sent them to the second brother along with the lard residue. He is doing corvée labor on the dike and his body can't bear it if he doesn't eat well.
Jiang Xiangdong originally had some complaints about his mother letting him, a grown man, take care of the children, but his mother said that the baby died immediately after she sent food to the second child, so she began to care about them. In the past, this was only shown to Xiangzhong.
So, taking care of a baby is nothing, his mother is definitely doing this for his own good!
Mother was right. These were his daughters, and he should treat them well, just like he, Xiangxi, and Xiangzhong were all his sons. In the past, his mother was only good to Xiangzhong, but now she was good to all of them.
He has to be good to his daughters...
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