Chapter 20 How generous!
An Zhiqiu flicked her head and said, "Little girl, what are you thinking about? Your brother is a good young man who grew up under the banner and always keeps up with the pace of the organization."
An Zhixia laughed and urged him to go home quickly to deal with the rabbit.
She firmly believed that after she brainwashed him again and again, her brother would change and get rid of the title of a scumbag who abandoned his wife and children. There would be no plot in which the heroine jumped out to let the new bride with a good family recognize the true face of the scumbag when her brother remarried.
The new kitchen was half dry after being baked all night, and it could be used today. An Zhiqiu bought a lot of bricks from the villagers, leaving some for the chicken coop and pig pen, and put the rest into the construction of the kitchen. It was actually a little bigger than the kitchen next door, with two stoves, one for cooking, the other for steaming buns and porridge, and a small hole in the middle for warming water.
Breakfast was easy to deal with, a small pot of radish noodles, a poached egg for each person, and a large spoonful of diced meat in spicy sauce. An Zhiqiu ate three bowls by himself.
After dinner, An Zhiqiu and Qin Dapeng moved the cupboard to the kitchen, along with the firewood the village had distributed to them. There was still a lot of space left in the kitchen, and An Zhixia talked to her brother for a while, assigning him a task: go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a few jars of different sizes, wash basins, water tanks, pots, spoons and other kitchen supplies, and then buy a hen that can brood eggs, and have someone pick out twenty eggs for her.
While her brother was away, she put a set of six bowls, six plates, two soup bowls, six spoons and chopsticks in the cupboard that were particularly in line with the atmosphere of this era. The materials were delicate, and the pattern was a long poem written in brush font, accompanied by beautiful flower and bird paintings. It was full of style and whetted one's appetite!
An Zhixia found a book on hydroponics in the supermarket bookstore. It contained information on how to grow bean sprouts. The method was simple and the sprouts came out quickly.
She studied it for a while and decisively took out some mung beans and soybeans from the supermarket. She picked out the ones with full grains and put them into the enamel basins used by herself and her brother to wash their faces. After scalding them with boiling water, she added water and put them on the warm stove to continue soaking.
An Zhiqiu was very efficient. Not long after, he borrowed a car to bring the things back in two batches. After putting the things in order, he said to his sister, "Aunt Youwei, the village chief's wife, said that the hens would not be able to adapt to a new place, so she took the initiative to take on the job of hatching the chicks for us. She said that when the chicks grow up and can lay eggs, just give her ten eggs."
This saved a lot of effort. An Zhixia smiled and nodded: "That's great. When we go to get the chicks, we must thank them." She pulled her brother to look at the beans she had soaked. "They said they will be ready to eat in four days. They are delicious when stir-fried or stewed."
An Zhiqiu rubbed her head and said, "Our Xia Xia is getting better and better at living."
With several shelves of recipes and abundant ingredients from the supermarket, An Zhixia fired up the newly bought iron pot and made a pot of rabbit with fresh ginger. The salty and spicy taste wafted in the yard, and even the dog next door was barking with greed.
Zheng Jiaming also pestered Liu Yiyue and made a fuss, but was rewarded with a meal of "sizzling pork on a sizzling plate", and he calmed down with sobs.
An Zhiqiu carried a backpack to Fang Yuan and his four sons, which contained a soup pot of rabbit meat, a basket of ten steamed buns, and a can of diced pork with chili peppers. When he came back, he reluctantly handed over a dozen sparrows with their legs tied and flapping their wings.
An Zhixia took it and said, "I guessed it. They don't want to take advantage of others. When our chicks hatch, keep ten of them and give the rest to them."
"They don't even have enough food to eat, how can they feed live chickens?"
"Why not? There are wheat bran, wild vegetables, dried goods, and insects everywhere. How can we not feed them? While the weather is good, we can dry these things and there will be no shortage of feed in winter. If we feed them well, three or five eggs a day, the children will get enough nutrition."
An Zhiqiu gave her a thumbs up and said, "The great man is right. If you want to have knowledge, you have to participate in the practice of changing reality. If you want to know the taste of a pear, you have to change the pear and eat it yourself. Although we live under the same roof, I don't know as much as you do."
An Zhixia smiled guiltily. With so many books to back her up, she naturally "understood" a lot more.
Chen Si came back near dusk, carrying a bag of food. He entered the house and began distributing it to Fei Zheng and Qi Yunlan. "My friend's family mailed it from Shanghai. This is Lei Sha Yuan, similar to the donkey rolls in Kyoto, but stronger. This is Xie Ke Huang..."
Although he obviously wanted it very much, he pretended to be generous and took it out to share and show off.
An Zhixia smiled, got off the kang and went out. When she passed the small room near the kitchen, she sighed softly, "This Chen Zhiqing is really generous. She even shared the snacks mailed from Shanghai. Oh, if I hadn't fallen out with her, I could have asked for a few pieces to try."
After that, she went to her kitchen to test the water temperature for the bean sprouts. Sure enough, not long after, the sound of a door opening came from the yard, and Liu Yiyue led Zheng Jiaming to the female educated youth's room.
I heard Liu Yiyue's slightly higher voice: "I saw you going back to the room, so I just wanted to show my concern for my comrades. Why do you despise me? You give local specialties to Qi and Fei, but why can't my child have a taste? How big is the child's belly..."
An Zhixia made two bowls of milk powder, gave one to her brother, and took one back to the house.
There was silence in the room, with only the sound of Zheng Jiaming slurping his saliva.
She sneered, holding the milk and tasting it slowly.
Chen Sike felt that he was being laughed at, so he immediately took out the cloth bag that he had just received from the box, opened it and put it on the kang, took out a snack and stuffed it into Zheng Jiaming's hand, saying with a smile: "You are the only little kid like you in our yard. If there is something delicious, no one can be left out, but you can be left out.
Tell Auntie Chen, is it delicious? "
The little fellow nodded repeatedly, mumbling that it was delicious, and stuffed it into his stomach in a few bites. He looked over eagerly, biting his finger and looking at his mother. After getting the hint from her eyes, he said, "Aunt Chen, I want to eat more."
Chen Sike's smile was almost unbearable. Her family was well off, but that was only relative. They couldn't satisfy her appetite every day. She also treasured these things very much. She hadn't even tasted them twice before she finished half of them.
Feeling An Zhixia's eager gaze, she gritted her teeth and gave him another piece, then packed up the bag, "We'll have dinner soon, and eating too many snacks won't make you grow taller."
Qi Yunlan also came to the rescue, "Yes, Sister Yiyue, snacks are just for tasting, they can't be eaten as meals. Chen Zhiqing just came back from town, he needs to lie down and rest for a while, you should go back and cook."
Liu Yiyue took the snack from the child's hand, pulled the crying baby and turned away.
Chen Sike was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
An Zhixia finished her milk contentedly and went out to cook.
She stewed potatoes with the rabbit soup she had at noon. The soup was thick and sandy, and she could eat it with steamed buns. She could finish a whole steamed bun by herself. For her, who counted calories at every meal, this was a kind of indulgence that she couldn't stop.
PS: People in this era eat sparrows, but after 2001, sparrows were listed as a national second-class protected animal, so everyone should protect them. Protecting the ecological balance is everyone's responsibility~ You are all lovely little angels
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