Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 207 Cooking together

"My sister-in-law told us to go to their house for dinner tonight. When do you go? That's when they'll eat."

Lan Qiuhua stared at her unkindly.

Shen Suya quickly took a step back: "I didn't say anything, my sister-in-law said that she would make corn bone soup at home and send us two bowls in the evening."

"She also asked me to bring back the meat, but I didn't listen and asked her to cook it. She said she would send us a bowl when it was ready."

"Later they said it was too much trouble to send it back and forth, so they asked us to eat at their house, and Uncle Da Nian also came."

"Aunt Lan, you and Xiaoya come to our house for dinner tonight." Shen Wenshan winked at her.

Shen Suya quickly turned around and ran up the mountain.

"This child, I have to talk to her when I get back."

How can you often go to other people's homes for dinner? That's ridiculous.

"Aunt Lan, this has nothing to do with Xiaoya. She didn't say or do anything wrong. Why are you criticizing her?"

"Wenshan, you don't understand. A girl shouldn't be too greedy, or people will talk about her."

"Aunt Lan, we are not others, nor are we people with bad mouths. Come to our house to eat tonight."

Lan Qiuhua sighed, thought for a while, and replied, "Okay."

She had to pick some vegetables from the fields and send them over so she couldn't go and eat rice empty-handed.

Shen Suya cut the meat into slices and put them on a plate.

Ji Wenhe poured the pork ribs and shanks into the big pot and said, "Xiaoya, go to my vegetable garden and dig up two heads of garlic and pick a few green onions."

"Oh, pick three more cucumbers."

"Okay." As soon as she walked out of the kitchen, she saw her mother coming over.

Lan Qiuhua was carrying a basket containing three cucumbers, two eggplants, two tomatoes, and a handful of long beans.

"Sister-in-law, mother picked the cucumbers, and I just need to dig the garlic and onions."

"Hey, Uncle Da Nian is here too." He was coming up with two big black dogs.

"Aunt Lan, you can come if you want, why do you bring food with you?"

"Don't you have any at home? Just decide how to cook it. I'll wash it first."

"Let me check it out later." Ji Wenhe came to the courtyard, "Uncle Da Nian, Brother Shen went out to chop firewood and hasn't come back yet. Please sit down for a while."

Zhu Danian said with a smile: "I will go down the mountain to talk to Wenshan. You can cook the pheasant and rabbit. You can cook them however you want."

"Okay, I'll call you when the meal is ready."

The two big black dogs circled her twice, then squatted obediently at the door, one on each side, sticking out their tongues, like door gods.

Lan Qiuhua looked at them and said, "It would be great if these two big black dogs were one male and one female. If they give birth to puppies, I could bring one home to raise."

Shen Suya patted the dog's head and said, "Mom, we can't even get enough to eat at home, how can we feed the dog?"

After saying that, she quickly turned around and ran down the mountain, almost forgetting what happened.

"That's true." If she had enough money, she would like to keep a dog to guard the house.

"Wen He, how do you cook eggplant and tomatoes?"

"Braised pork with eggplant and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Xiaoya, go get three eggs from the house."

Ji Wenhe added most of the water into the pot and covered it with the lid before she realized that she had gone to dig garlic.

"Aunt Lan, cut the beans into small pieces, very thinly, like you cut meat, and make bean cakes for them later."

In her previous life, she had eaten bean buns with a lot of chili peppers in them, and she loved them very much.

"Aunt Lan, the noodles are under the cupboard, put some in there."

It’s a pity that it’s difficult to put chili sauce into the pancakes.

"Okay." Lan Qiuhua was cutting eggplants. "These are vegetables from my field. If you want to eat them, go pick them. Don't be polite to your aunt."

Ji Wenhe was lighting a fire behind the stove: "There are enough vegetables in the fields. In a few days, I'll pick the winter melons, slice them, dry them, and save them for the winter."

The braised pork with winter melon is also delicious.

"The land in our village is not good. No matter what you plant, it won't grow well."

"That's right, otherwise we wouldn't be able to finish all the food at home, and we could sell it in town for a lot of money."

"But the pickles you make are delicious. If you sell them in town, you should be able to make a lot of money."

"It's not easy to sell. Vinegar and soy sauce are so expensive. I still use fine salt to pickle cucumbers. The cost is too high. If I sell them at a low price, I won't make any money. If I sell them at a high price, people may not be willing to buy them."

"Besides, there is no secret recipe for pickles. An experienced cook can tell what they are made of after just one bite."

Maybe the food she makes will taste even better than hers.

"Besides, we are so far from the town and we don't have a donkey cart at home. It would be tiring to run there by ourselves. It's not worth it."

Ji Wenhe had thought about it before, but after careful calculation, he found it was not cost-effective, so he gave up the idea.

"By the way, Aunt Lan, are we going to celebrate the Chinese Valentine's Day?"

Lan Qiuhua smiled and said, "Why should we celebrate the Qixi Festival? That's only celebrated by the unmarried girls in town."

"You and Rongshan are a newlywed couple. Why don't you two celebrate the Qixi Festival? It's not as lively as the town."

"Is there anything fun to do in Qixi Town?"

"I went there once when I was a girl. There were acrobatics, river lanterns, riddles, and lots more."

Ji Wenhe held his chin and looked at the hot pot at the bottom of the stove: "It will be lively in the evening. It's so far from the town and I have to come back in the dark. It's too troublesome."

Although the war has ended now, who knows if we will encounter bad guys at night.

She didn't want anything to happen because of her curiosity and playfulness. Her life was at stake.

But when the world is completely peaceful in the future, I still have to go to the town to celebrate the festival, otherwise it would be a wasted trip.

"Aunt Lan." Shen Yuanshan walked in holding a branch, "Sister-in-law, my brother and I are going to the cornfield to plant cabbages."

He piled the branches aside.

"Okay, go ahead. Uncle Da Nian is here. He's at the foot of the mountain. Do you see him?"

"I see, big brother is at the foot of the mountain, I'll take the seeds and go there."

Ji Wenhe nodded and stood up from behind the stove: "Aunt Lan, do you knead the dough or do I knead it?"

"I'll do it. You cook the food and I'll light the fire. Your cooking is better than mine."

She smiled and said, "I came to your house for dinner last time, and I sometimes think about your cooking skills. I would like to learn from you someday."

"Aunt Lan, you're praising me again. My cooking skills are just so-so. I just don't mind using more seasonings. If you put more, it will definitely taste good."

"I can't bear to let your Aunt Lan go." The family is saving money to get their son married.

Lan Qiuhua scooped a bucket of water and slowly poured it into the basin, kneading the dough with one hand: "You say I'm worried, but your Aunt Miao is even more worried."

She nodded in agreement: "Yes, Brother Liang is nineteen years old, and he is the only child in the family. How can we not be anxious?"

"Uncle Zhuan stays at home all day long, but he doesn't mind being bored at home. He comes out to chat with the villagers."

Being alone at home all day made me feel bored and sick.

"He doesn't like to go out since the accident with his leg. It's the same with your Aunt Li's son. He hasn't been seen in the village since his leg was broken."

Ji Wenhe thought to himself: It’s not that he doesn’t want to come out, it’s that Aunt Li doesn’t let him out.

I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to say nice things when he came out, so I made him stay at home. If he was in a good mood, he would be given two meals a day, and if he was in a bad mood, he would be given one meal a day. Sometimes he would not be given any food for the whole day.