NOVEL NEXT Chapter 20: How generous
Chapter 20 How generous
An Zhiqiu was stunned, "Little girl, what are you thinking about? Your brother is a good young man who grew up under the banner and always follows the pace of the organization."
An Zhixia laughed playfully and urged him to go home and deal with the rabbit.
She firmly believed that after being brainwashed by her again and again, her brother would change and get rid of the title of a scumbag who abandoned his wife and children. There will also be no plot where the heroine comes up with the idea of letting the bride from a good family recognize the true nature of the scumbag when her brother remarries.
The new stove has been half dry after baking for most of the night, so it is ready for use today. An Zhiqiu bought a lot of adobe bricks from the villagers, leaving enough for chicken coops and pig pens, 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, one for steaming buns and making porridge, and there was a small hole in the middle for warm water.
Breakfast is easy to prepare, a small pot of radish noodles, a poached egg for each person, and a large spoonful of diced pork with spicy sauce. An Zhiqiu drank three bowls by himself.
After dinner, An Zhiqiu and Qin Dapeng moved the cupboards to the kitchen, as well as the firewood allocated to them by the village. There was still a large space left in the kitchen. An Zhixia muttered with her brother for a while and arranged a task for him. He went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy several urns of different sizes, as well as basins, water jars, pots, spoons and other kitchen supplies, and then stopped by. Go buy a hen that can lay a nest and have twenty hatching eggs selected.
While her brother was leaving, she put a set of six bowls, six plates, two soup basins, six spoons and chopsticks in the cupboard that were particularly characteristic of this era. The materials were delicate and the pattern was a long poem written in calligraphy. With beautiful flower and bird paintings, it is full of style and will whet your appetite!
An Zhixia found a book on hydroponics in a supermarket bookstore. It contained instructions on how to grow bean sprouts. The method was simple and the sprouts sprouted quickly.
She studied for a while, decisively took out some mung beans and soybeans from the supermarket, selected the plump ones, and put them into the enamel basins that she and her brother used to wash their faces. After scalding them in boiling water, she mixed them with water and placed them on the warm stove to continue soaking. With.
An Zhiqiu worked very efficiently. He borrowed a car and took the things back in two trips within a short while. He organized the things and said to his sister, "Aunt Youwei is the village chief's wife. She said that the hen has been changed." The place is not suitable for her and she offers to hatch 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 good. When we go to pick up the chicks, we have to thank them properly." As she said that, she took her brother to look at the beans she had soaked, "Say It can be eaten in four days. It is delicious stir-fried or stewed. ”
An Zhiqiu rubbed her head, "Our Xia Xia is getting better and better at living."
With several shelves of recipes in the supermarket and abundant ingredients, An Zhixia "boiled" the newly purchased iron pot and made a pot of **** and fresh pot rabbit. The salty and spicy smell spread in the small yard, even the dog next door. The greedy bark barked.
Zheng Jiaming also pestered Liu Yiyue to make a fuss. He was rewarded with "fried meat on an iron plate" and stopped sobbing.
An Zhiqiu carried a basket on his back and sent it to Fang Yuan and his son. There was a soup pot of rabbit meat, a basket of ten steamed buns, and a can of diced chili meat. When he came back, he reluctantly handed over a dozen sparrows with their legs bound and their wings flapping.
An Zhixia took it and said, "I guessed it. Their family is not willing to take advantage of others. When our chickens hatch, we will keep ten of them and give the rest to them."
“They don’t have enough food to eat, how can they feed live chickens?”
"Why not? Wheat husks, wild vegetables, dry goods, and insects are everywhere. Why can't you feed them? Take advantage of the good weather and dry these things. There will be no shortage of feed in winter. If you feed well, three to five times a day With an egg, the children can keep up with their nutrition.”
An Zhiqiu gave her a thumbs up, "The great man is indeed 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 pears, you have to change pears and eat them yourself. . Living under the same roof, I don’t know as much as you do.”
An Zhixia smiled guiltily. With so many books to back him up, he naturally "understood" a lot more.
Chen Sike came back near evening, carrying a bag of food. After entering the house, he started to distribute it to Fei Zheng and Qi Yunlan, "My friend's family mailed it from Shanghai. These are Lei Sha Yuan, rolling with the donkeys in Kyoto." Similar, but more powerful than a donkey's roll. This is crab shell yellow..."
Obviously, I am very scarce, but I pretend to be generous and share it with others to show off.
An Zhixia smiled, got off the kang and went out. When she passed the small room next to the kitchen, she sighed softly, "This Chen Zhiqing is so generous. She even shared the snacks she brought from the Shanghai Post. Alas, it would be better if I didn't fall out with her." , you can also lick your face to try a few pieces.”
After saying that, she went to her kitchen to test the water temperature of the bean sprouts. Sure enough, not long after the meeting, the sound of the door opening was heard in the yard, and Liu Yiyue led Zheng Jiaming to the female educated youth room.
I heard Liu Yiyue's slightly higher voice: "Didn't I just watch you go back to the house and care about your comrades? Why are you still disgusting? You gave Qi Zhiqing and Fei Zhiqing some local specialties, why can't my baby taste them? ? How big is the belly of a child..."
An Zhixia made two bowls of milk powder, gave one bowl to her brother, and carried another bowl back to the house.
Several people in the room were silent for a moment, except for the sound of Zheng Jiaming's saliva dripping from his mouth.
She sneered, holding the milk in her hands and tasting it slowly.
Chen Sike felt that he was being laughed at. He immediately took out the cloth bag he had just received in the box, opened it and put it on the kang. He took out a snack and stuffed it into Zheng Jiaming's hand. He said with a smile: "We have the same bag in our yard." Such a little bean curd has delicious food, no one can do without you.
Tell Aunt Chen, is it delicious? "
The little guy nodded repeatedly and muttered that it was delicious. He stuffed it into his stomach in a few seconds. He looked over again, bit his finger and looked at his mother. Taking the hint from his eyes, he said, "Aunt Chen, I still want to eat."
The smile on Chen Sike's face can't be stretched anymore. His family's conditions are good, but this is only relative, and it is not enough to satisfy his appetite every day. She also treasured these things, and she didn't even taste them twice before she drank half of them.
Feeling An Zhixia's watchful eyes, she gritted her teeth and gave out another piece, then packed up the bag, "We'll have dinner later. If you eat too many snacks, you won't grow taller."
Qi Yunlan also came to the rescue and said: "Yes, Sister Yiyue, the snacks are just delicious. How can they be eaten as food? Chen Zhiqing just came back from the town and has to lie down and rest for a while. You can also go back and cook."
Liu Yiyue put away the snacks in the child's hands, turned around and left with the crying baby.
Chen Sike was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
An Zhixia drank the milk with satisfaction and went out to cook.
She stewed potato cubes with the rabbit soup for lunch. The soup was thick and sandy, and she ate it with steamed buns. She could eat a big steamed bun by herself. For her, who counts calories at every meal, it's really a depravity that she can't stop eating.
PS: People in this era eat sparrows, but after 2001, sparrows were listed as national second-level protected animals. Everyone should take care of them. Everyone has the responsibility to protect the ecological balance ~ You are all cute little angels
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