Mengmeng’s mother lit the fire and put the rice into the pot.
Everyone looked at Jiang Shiyue. Jiang Shiyue just looked at Mengmeng's mother thoughtfully, without getting angry or overturning the pot.
Zhuangzhuang's mother hesitated, then followed him into the kitchen and said tentatively, "Sister-in-law Jiang Shiyue, I was just angry last night. How about you take the aluminum pot away and return the iron pot to me?"
She was really afraid that Jiang Shiyue would secretly do something bad to her, and she didn't know what she would eat in the future.
Jiang Shiyue shook her head, "It's okay, you can use the aluminum pot and I can use the iron pot!"
Aluminum pots are becoming popular now. Everyone likes aluminum pots because they are always shiny and will not rust easily like iron pots, and they are also light and thin.
Aluminum is actually not good for your health.
Even if Zhuangzhuang's mother doesn't want it, Jiang Shiyue plans to sell it on the black market and buy a new iron pot.
As for pots that have been used by others, she would definitely not have used them in her past life. But now people are not so particular, they just boil water to disinfect them and then use them.
Zhuangzhuang's mother looked at the iron pot Jiang Shiyue had washed, then at the aluminum pot she had placed on her own stove. With a mixture of joy and sorrow, she finally walked over to her own stove and started cooking.
When the other sisters-in-law saw that Mengmeng's mother and Zhuangzhuang's mother were fine, they rushed into the kitchen and started preparing their own breakfast.
Chen Shanhe first raised his hand and touched Yangyang's little head, who was standing by the kitchen studying the Xinhua Dictionary. Then he walked into the kitchen and said to Jiang Shiyue, who had wasted half a box of matches and still hadn't lit the honeycomb coal, "Let me do it!"
Jiang Shiyue looked up and saw Chen Shanhe. As if afraid that he would change his mind, she pressed the matches into his hand and said, "Okay, thank you!"
A streak of coal dust stood out against her smooth, milky white face. Chen Shanhe curled his fingers slightly, controlling the urge to wipe it off. He lowered his head, lit a fire, and asked her, "What are you doing?"
"Refining lard. Yesterday I gave a set of clothes to an old lady, and she gave me some lard." Jiang Shiyue pointed to the white lard blocks he had just cut into squares on the chopping board.
The fact that she could make lard was thanks to the nationwide confinement period.
During the time when we were stuck at home and going crazy, everyone was cooking at home, and flour was used up to make cold noodles and various pastries.
She also learned a lot from a certain video. When she was learning a dessert that required lard, she also learned how to make lard.
I never thought that one day I would be able to use it after traveling through time.
Upon hearing this, the other sisters-in-law couldn't help but look towards Jiang Shiyue.
The sisters-in-law who were near the stove began to whisper again.
"Did I hear correctly? Jiang Shiyue would give clothes to others? Isn't that her lifeblood?"
"Don't ask me, I'm even dreaming now. But she doesn't even eat and still wants to buy clothes. Would she be willing to give them away? Is she lying again?"
"We didn't see whether she sent any clothes or not, but she had a lot of lard, probably about five or six pounds, right?"
"That's a shame! I heard she charges over ten yuan for a piece of clothing. Five pounds of lard only costs a few cents! It's still not something she would do."
"Yeah! She's been acting really strange these past two days. She even left the bathroom door unlocked. I'm still a little uncomfortable with it."
"She doesn't seem to have bothered us these past couple of days? I heard she even took the initiative to take care of the child!"
"Yes. We took the bus to the city and saw her taking Yangyang with her. Do you think she's been possessed by some evil spirit?"
"Have you ever seen an evil spirit change a person into a good person?"
"That's true. So what do you think happened to her?"
“…”
No one was cooking in the morning, so there was not much noise. Jiang Shiyue and Chen Shanhe could hear the whispers.
Jiang Shiyue was so focused on recalling the steps of refining lard that she didn't pay attention to what they said. She added a small bowl of water to the pot with clumsy movements, then put the chopped lard in and stirred it slowly.
Chen Shanhe, who was lighting the honeycomb coal, stood aside and looked at Jiang Shiyue thoughtfully after hearing what his sisters-in-law said.
As a couple, he felt Jiang Shiyue's abnormality more intuitively than anyone else. To be precise, it was not abnormal, but it was like she had become a completely different person.
Chen Shanhe, who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, can't find a reasonable reason to explain all this for the time being, so he can only keep his doubts in his heart.
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Five pounds of pork fat made a pot of lard and a large plate of lard residue.
Jiang Shiyue took out a white porcelain bowl and filled it with lard. She said to Chen Shanhe, "You can take the rest to the camp cafeteria! We can't eat that much anyway."
Lard is not easy to store for a long time in summer, so it is better to add some oil and water to the officers and soldiers.
Chen Shanhe hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I thank you on behalf of the soldiers."
Jiang Shiyue shook her head and took the salted lard residue home.
When they got home, Yangyang was already awake, flipping through the Xinhua Dictionary. Jiang Shiyue didn't know whether he could understand it or not.
Chen Shanhe took an enamel basin to the kitchen to fill it with oil. Jiang Shiyue helped Yangyang dress while teaching him pinyin.
It was still Jiang Shiyue who was speaking unilaterally, and Yangyang still just listened without saying anything, occasionally looking at her.
After Chen Shanhe came back, the family of three sat around the square table and started eating.
Today's breakfast in the cafeteria is corn grits porridge and steamed corn bread.
The lard residue just out of the pan is crispy and crunchy, and your mouth is filled with the aroma of oil when you take a bite.
Putting them together whets people's appetite.
Jiang Shiyue drank up the corn grits porridge and ate half a steamed bun.
Lian Yangyang ate more than usual.
After breakfast, Chen Shanhe went to the camp headquarters carrying the basin and the 1.7 pound meat that Jiang Shiyue had forced upon him.
Jiang Shiyue thought about it and felt that meat marinated with oil and salt was not suitable for storage. Instead of letting it go bad, it would be better to add a dish for everyone.
When I bought the meat, I figured after the apology, there would be some meat left over for the other meal. But Dazhuang's mother didn't ask for any meat, so there was quite a bit left over.
There were so many people in the battalion, it would not be appropriate for her to give away half a pound of meat. After thinking about it, she kept half a pound for herself and gave the big piece of meat away.
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