Chapter 18 Your mother's fried pork cracklings are so delicious!



Erwa was very satisfied when he saw Dawa's expression, and he said it was delicious!

The two kids, one for each of them, completely forgot about their mother. Well, the original owner of this body had treated them terribly in the past, so Yin Lan would forgive them for now.

"Alright, that's enough. Are you going to eat anything later?" Yin Lan stopped them. "Put down the fried pork cracklings, and go get the dishes and rice!"

Although the baby is small, it has all the necessary functions.

There isn't even a table in the house right now.

The three people were squatting, with the vegetables on the ground. They looked pitiful and uncomfortable no matter how you looked at them.

There are so many things we need to buy for this house!

Tonight's dinner is thick white rice porridge, with an enticing aroma of rice filling the air, and a thin layer of rice oil floating on top, making it incredibly tempting.

The dish was very simple, just a plate of stir-fried wild vegetables.

But because it was stir-fried in a pan with leftover lard, the wild vegetables looked glossy and shiny, with not only the aroma of lard but also the fresh fragrance of the wild vegetables. It was so much more fragrant than the way they used to be, simply boiled in water!

"It's so delicious!" The two kids almost swallowed their tongues.

In Yin Lan's eyes, it was just a simple meal.

Because the two kids used to eat very poorly, it wouldn't be good for them to suddenly eat too well. It's good to start with porridge to soothe their stomachs...

The two children ate like refugees who had never eaten before. They finished in less than a minute, their mouths glistening with oil, licking even the corners of their mouths clean, and even licking the bowls.

Yin Lan: ...

After taking a few bites, Yin Lancai suddenly remembered something and rushed into the inner room. She had completely forgotten about Sanwa!

She wasn't the one who gave birth to him, and she had absolutely no recollection of having this little one.

The third child was too well-behaved. When he saw Yin Lan, he thought his mother wanted to play with him, so he just babbled and waved his arms and legs excitedly.

Fortunately, the older child had already fed him porridge and helped him pee in the morning.

The third child didn't wet the bed.

But when I carried him out, he peed a huge puddle.

He's quite obedient, though.

"Eee-yah-yah~" The little guy waved his arms and legs excitedly, as if he wanted his mother to praise him.

I was extremely satisfied with the meal.

After dinner, the two kids lay sprawled on the floor, their bellies bulging. They had never felt so content; they were practically dying of happiness.

"Big brother, bring the stone over here. Second brother, bring the wild vegetables you picked over here," Yin Lan instructed.

The two children obediently carried the two baskets over.

"Mom, can I give a piece of pork crackling to Erhu?" Erwa asked.

The pork cracklings were so delicious, I couldn't bear to give away even half a piece.

But Erhu had given him food when he had nothing to eat before, so he wanted to share good things with others!

Yin Lan hadn't expected that ordinary children would be so concerned about eating feces, let alone a child who had grown up enduring hunger and hardship.

Modern adults need to teach children to share, but Yin Lan hasn't taught her yet, and her child already understands it on his own. He's really very sensible.

Erwa likes the pork cracklings, but he's not interested in stones or wild vegetables.

He was a bit silly; as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that he had accidentally knocked over a bowl of wild vegetables, and his mother had given him a severe beating.

These days, pork cracklings are a hundred times rarer than wild vegetable soup. Will Mom...?

Just as he instinctively backed away in fear, Yin Lan squatted down and reached out her hand, causing Chen Erwa to flinch.

Yin Lan simply patted his head.

"Erwa did the right thing!"

Erwa looked up incredulously.

“Grandma Sun used to treat you very well and give you food. Now that Erwa has something delicious, he knows to share it with them. This is a very good thing and a good habit. It shows that Erwa is a kind and good child by nature.”

As Yin Lan spoke, Erwa looked at her incredulously, then her eyes gradually widened, and her entire thin, smiling face lit up.

He thought his mother would scold or hit him.

But his mother actually praised him!

They also said he was a good boy.

Erwa's tail was practically sticking up.

The eldest child pursed his lips and moved his mouth, "I...I also want to get some fried pork cracklings for Da Hu..." but he didn't have time to say it.

Isn't the kid supposed to be a bit arrogant? Looks like he still wants praise after all.

“Big brother is also a good boy.” Yin Lan also touched Chen Yiqi’s head.

Chen Yiqi turned his head away to avoid it.

She lowered her head but couldn't help but secretly smile.

His mother praised him too!

Chen Erwa happily went to deliver the fried pork cracklings, but because they were so rare, he only took two.

He took one to give to Big Brother Da Hu, and he took one for himself to give to Second Brother Er Hu.

On the other side, the eldest son stayed behind. He didn't know what his mother was going to do, or what these stones could be used for.

The Zhao family.

The family had just finished eating. Each person had half a cornbread and a bowl of wild vegetable soup. Two meals a day was a pretty good meal.

Only then did the family have a chance to ask about Zhao Dashan's trip to the county town that day, especially since he went with Yin Lan.

"Having a daughter-in-law like Run is quite nice; she's very polite." Zhao Dashan recounted how Yin Lan thanked him, much to the surprise of his family.

"What? She used to look down on everyone, are you sure you're not mistaken?" Da Shan's wife didn't believe it.

"However, she really looks down on the people who insult her. They even insult them. I think they're alright."

Grandma Zhao didn't believe it either; how could that woman be any better?

She bought so many things on just one trip to the county town; she's so wasteful. This time, her family didn't take them away, but I wonder how long she can last. I guess she was just angry for a moment, and sooner or later, the Yin family will take them away.

It's a real shame that so few babies can actually get into their bellies.

"Grandma Zhao~"

"Big Tiger, Second Tiger~" Second Tiger's clear voice rang out from outside.

Sure enough, after buying those things, this kid probably didn't have anything to eat tonight and came over hungry again asking for food.

That spendthrift and heartless woman.

"Erhu, go and give Erwa half a steamed bun," Old Mrs. Zhao said coldly.

Erhu deliberately chose a bigger steamed bun, but when he went out, he didn't see Erwa with a miserable expression.

In fact, Erwa's complexion even seemed to have improved quite a bit.

"Erhu, here you go!"

Erhu looked at the thing that Dawa handed over and thought it was some wild vegetables or something, but when he looked closely, he found that it was actually a piece of crispy, yellow fried pork cracklings!

His eyes lit up, and the unique aroma of fried pork cracklings reached his nose, causing him to swallow unconsciously.

"Erwa...Erwa, you can't steal this, you'll get beaten if you get caught."

Erwa looked very proud. "I didn't steal this. My mom fried it! You should try it, it's delicious!"

Erhu immediately grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth. Ah, it smelled so good! He swallowed it in a couple of bites, and then he was still drooling with lingering satisfaction.

The pork cracklings were not only crispy and fragrant, but they were also salted, making them much tastier than the pork cracklings he made at home.

"Erwa, your mother's fried pork cracklings are so delicious, they're the best I've ever eaten."

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