“I don’t know what she’s thinking. I offered to help her, but she refused. Maybe she can’t cook good food. I heard that Zhao Dashan regretted it too, but he had already agreed because he was soft-hearted. There’s nothing we can do about it.”
Chen Lao Er had no choice but to come up with a reason.
The others didn't say anything.
After Chen Lao Er left, the others began to murmur, "He complained about the food and didn't even help his sister-in-law who was all alone at home. This Chen Lao Er, he's really not kind-hearted."
Everyone else agreed.
When asked about the food provided by Yin Lan, he said, "I heard it was pig offal."
"That person is really stingy. There's so much meat at home, but he can't bear to part with any of it. He even makes the people who help him eat pig offal, which is inedible."
The surrounding discussion gradually spread.
There's no way around it. Once spring planting begins, every household will be busy, and there won't be so much to do. But now it's winter slack season, and there's nothing to do, so people gather together to talk about the neighbor's affairs and gossip about the neighbor's shortcomings. And recently, the Yin family has become a hot topic of discussion.
"I think Chen Yourun has come back, but he doesn't even go home. I'm afraid they'll get a divorce sooner or later."
"Someone like him can easily find another partner after a divorce."
Gradually, the conversation turned to wild boars again, noting how cold this winter had been and how much they were looking forward to spring.
If the village hadn't hunted wild boars and every household had gotten a share of the meat, this winter would have been even harder to endure.
I hope this cold winter will pass soon and spring will come soon.
Small thatched hut.
It's too cold; if you work and sweat, your home is prone to getting chilled.
So Yin Lan made a frangipani dish and added some wild ginger to it, which was a good way to dispel cold.
Although there was only one egg, who can just eat egg drop soup casually? Zhao Dashan wanted to say that Sister Yin was spending too much money, but her husband was there, so he thought he should say, "Chen Yourun, look at your wife! She doesn't treat eggs like a good thing at all. I should say something to her."
As a result, Chen Yourun looked at the egg drop soup, as if he really wanted to drink it, but was also a little uneasy. When Yin Lan handed him the bowl, Chen Yourun immediately took it and gulped it all down in one go.
Yin Lan: "......"
Zhao Dashan: "..."
It must be tough being in the military camp. Even a simple egg drop soup tastes more appealing to them than they do.
After Chen Yourun finished his soup, his eyes were still fixed on Yin Lan. Yin Lan took the bowl back to wash it and then served it to other people. There was no other way; there weren't enough bowls in the house because there were just too many people.
Chen Yourun felt that his wife treated him very well. He thought he wouldn't get any drinks, since he hadn't been given any dinner yesterday.
As a result, today, not only did he get to drink, but he was also in line... in line...
Chen Yourun discovered that he was ahead of the third child in line and was the second to last to get a drink!
The third child, who was in last place, had no idea that he had fallen asleep and thus became the last one.
Chen Yourun was already very satisfied that it wasn't the last one, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
It tastes so good.
It's just that one egg is a bit too little. His wife isn't extravagant at all; in fact, she's very frugal.
"Next time, take an extra egg," Chen Yourun said as Yin Lan turned around.
Yin Lan was stunned for a moment, then rolled her eyes at him.
So it wasn't him who made the money, oh wait, it seems like he was the one who made the money. Yin Lan silently withdrew her eye roll.
Chen Yourun kept looking at her. Before, his wife wouldn't even glance at him, but just now, she actually looked at him, and there was even a hint of affection in her eyes. He thought, "That's wonderful."
His wife still has feelings for him, doesn't she?
Chen Yourun glanced at her again, a warm feeling welling up inside him.
Tian Youwei drank the soup; he already knew that he could get good food at Aunt Yin's place.
On the contrary, Da Dong refused countless times, but Yin Lan directly put the bowl to his mouth. Da Dong quickly lowered his head, and tears almost fell from his eyes.
egg,
He hadn't tasted eggs in a very, very long time.
At home, they ate wild vegetable soup every meal, occasionally adding a little rice. Eggs were considered meat. He held it in his mouth, his throat choked with emotion, saying, "So delicious, so delicious."
Tears eventually streamed down my face uncontrollably.
After everyone outside had their soup, Yin Lan went back inside and gave Xiao Xi a bowl as well. The little girl was incredibly thin, and her hands were covered in chilblains. She shivered as she looked at the egg soup. Yin Lan then took out some chilblain cream.
Alas, she had never seen a little girl so thin and pitiful, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.
Even when drinking a bowl of egg drop soup, they are very careful, not wanting to leave a single drop.
After drinking these, the girl, who was already working very hard, worked even harder. She washed and chopped almost all of the three or four pounds of pig offal. Even when Yin Lan wanted to do it, she refused.
Forget it, Yin Lan simply went to wash the pig's trotters herself, rubbing them vigorously with wood ash, about two or three times, before rinsing them with clean water.
The little girl probably didn't know what Yin Lan was washing this for. Pig offal is edible, but this stuff is not.
Yin Lan smiled slightly; this was a wonderful treasure in winter.
With all the preparations complete, Yin Lan was about to start braising the pig offal, and she had Xiao Xi assist her.
The little girl had no expectations. Pig offal was just boiled and eaten, and the smell was impossible to get rid of. Most people wouldn't use oil, so she wasn't interested in Yin Lan's cooking method, only glancing at it occasionally.
Then Xiao Xi saw Yin Lan scoop a spoonful of lard into the pan. "Tsk, how extravagant!" she thought to herself.
Then, Yin Lan waved her hand and poured in another spoonful of lard.
Xiao Xi almost choked on the saliva she hadn't had time to swallow.
Too much...too wasteful.
This oil could last her and her brother a year, but this Aunt Yin used it all up in one meal!
Moreover, it's used on things like pig offal. Xiao Xi has some experience with this, and oil simply can't mask the smell of pig offal.
Yin Lan then added wild scallions, wild ginger, and wild garlic to the oil, and after a moment, a rich aroma wafted out.
Then Yin Lan added sugar and caramelized it.
Xiao Xi was utterly astonished. They actually added something as precious as sugar to it?
Then, add soy sauce, and an extremely rich aroma, unlike anything I've ever smelled before, fills the air.
Xiao Xi was dumbfounded. How did you make it? Why does it smell so good?
Then Yin Lan added water. It was supposed to be beer, but there was none of that here, so she just made do.
Next came the spices that Yin Lan obtained from the system herself. It would be impossible to find such a complete selection of spices in this place, but having the system in hand was a great advantage.
After adding the spices, we simmered it over firewood until the flavors of the spices were fully extracted. Then we added pork offal. Four pounds was a bit too much, so we divided it into two pots.
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