Pork knuckle in yam pot is a dish that is simpler than scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

It is nothing more than to clean the pig's feet, then cut them into pieces and blanch them in boiling water, and then put them in a pot to stew with the washed and peeled yam pieces and some peanuts.

There are no high-end pots and pans at home, so Liu Qingshan uses a pressure cooker to cook pig's feet.

In less than half an hour, the pressure cooker had been removed from the stove and cooled.

The moment I lifted the lid, the steaming white smoke came to my nose with the smell of pig's feet and the fragrance of yams, and I immediately felt hungry.

Wu Cuimei saw that her son was about to reach into the soup with her bare hands to grab food to eat, so she slapped him on the shoulder: "Wash your hands, look at you, are you so hungry? ”

Liu Yuanhe was setting the table, innocently lying down and complaining: "What do you mean to be like me? I won't be like him." ”

At this moment, Wu Cuimei poured the yam into the big plate, and she didn't have time to serve it on the table. When Liu Yuanhe saw it, he hurriedly picked up the pig's knuckle soup and put it on the table, and then reached out and grabbed it, and a piece of fat pigskin wrapped in a lot of yam puree entered his mouth.

"Whew, it's hot. Liu Yuanhe took the pigskin in his mouth, exhaled, and his tears were burned out.

"Is it so difficult to get a chopstick for you to be greedy?" Wu Cuimei scolded and put a few pairs of chopsticks on the table.

Liu Qingshan came back from washing his hands, grabbed his chopsticks, and couldn't wait to pick up a piece of lean meat, blow it and put it into his mouth again.

After nearly half an hour of boiling in a pressure cooker, the pork knuckle meat has been stewed to a very soft tenderness, and the yam is also very rotten.

The rotten yam puree is wrapped in pork knuckles, and the moment it enters your mouth, it has a frosty taste.

However, as the teeth are pressed, the soup that has been absorbed into the meat comes out and merges with the delicate mashed yam. At this moment, the aroma of meat and yam are perfectly integrated, as if the mountains and flowing water, the blue sky and the white clouds, just the right taste instantly evokes the taste hidden in the memory.

"It's so delicious, it's just a little worse than our local chicken, but it's also delicious. Liu Qingshan chewed the pork and said unashamedly.

Mom looked at him with a kind smile: "Do you want to eat chicken?"

"Uh-huh. Liu Qingshan chewed a piece of yam and nodded vigorously, "Such a good yam should be cooked with the best chicken." ”

"Dream your dreams. Wu Cuimei instantly put away her smile and said coldly, "Without my permission, I will see who dares to touch my chicken." ”

"Hey, Mom, I'll just talk about it. Liu Qingshan shuddered.

The chickens and ducks at home are all under the control of the mother, if you want to kill the chickens and ducks, you must have the mother's dictation, if anyone dares to cut the first and then play, then I'm sorry, the mother will definitely not recognize the six relatives, scolding you for a bloody dog.

Although you can't eat chicken, it is also very beautiful to be able to eat a meal of pork knuckles in a yam pot.

After a meal, Liu Qingshan couldn't even straighten his waist with his support. When it comes to the next morning, it is inevitable that he will have to squat in the pit again to suffer. It's really five minutes of eating and two hours of squatting.

When her son limped back from the field above, Wu Cuimei asked, "Qingshan, are you going to the town to sell yams today?" Why don't I go with you, I haven't been shopping for a long time." ”

"No, I can't. Liu Qingshan refused without thinking about it, "I'm not going to the town today, I'm going to the county seat, the county seat is too far away, and it's dangerous to ride a motorcycle, so you better wait until later." ”

Hearing this, Wu Cuimei didn't know what to say, and after seeing her son tie up the yam to the motorcycle and leave, she continued to rub the rapeseed in the bamboo flat.

These rapeseeds are all cabbage seeds, which were given by the village chief's wife.

After learning that her family's vegetable garden had been arched by wild boars, the village chief's wife sent these rapeseed seeds left over from the beginning of spring this year.

If you rub these rapeseeds well now, while the soil is still a little wet, and scatter them into the ground as soon as possible, it is estimated that in a month, you will be able to eat fresh cabbage.

She has no skills, she is not in good health, and she can't read a few words, so she can't go into the mountains to work like those healthy women in the village, nor can she go to work in the big city like other women who know a few words.

She can only try her best to take care of the family's vegetable garden.

However, even so, she really doesn't have a few days of idleness throughout the year.

When it rains, she serves the pots and pans, clothes, shoes and socks at home, and when it is sunny, she serves the vegetables and fruits in the vegetable garden, the chickens, chickens, ducks and ducks in the yard, for 365 days a year, although she has not been able to do anything big, but she can be regarded as keeping everything in order at home, and the rations are not worried.

It's just that, in this way, she doesn't have time to go around town.

Although she went to the health center with Liu Yuanhe last time, she was enough to run up and down in the health center, so how could she have time to go to the market.

In fact, she just told her son that she wanted to go shopping in the town, not in the real sense of the word, she just wanted to see what rapeseed was sold in those stalls that sold rapeseed.

Now that the vegetable garden at home has just been completed, it is the time to sow rapeseeds, and it would be great if you could buy several different varieties of rapeseed that grow quickly.

She is absolutely not at ease when this kind of thing is left to a man, so she just wants to see it for herself. But she didn't expect her son to refuse in one bite.

Alas, it's better to honestly rub this bit of rapeseed, and then quickly sprinkle it in the ground.

Wu Cuimei looked at the direction of the courtyard intersection again.

There was nothing but the big rooster pacing.

When Liu Qingshan arrived at the gate of the county vegetable market, the vendors who had been setting up stalls here immediately recognized him and greeted him warmly.

"Handsome guy, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I thought you would quit after making money. ”

"Yes, you don't know, after that day, people have been asking if there are any winter bamboo shoots for sale. ”

"You didn't seize the opportunity, you didn't take advantage of the freshness to sell for a few more days, and now if you come to sell again, I'm afraid it won't sell so well. The aunt who was selling vegetables on the side said with a smile while sorting out the vegetables on the stall.

The vegetable seller next to the aunt also said: "No, you see now, there are a lot more people selling winter bamboo shoots all of a sudden." If you come to sell it now, you won't be able to sell it for a reasonable price. ”

The uncle looks older than Liu Qingshan's father, and his hair is grayer, but probably because he has not dealt with the mountains for many years like Liu Yuanhe, his figure is also slightly blessed.

He half-squinted his eyes, looked at Liu Qingshan with a smile and said, "If you can't sell out of your winter bamboo shoots today, I'll buy you two catties." ”

"Your son is so rich, he should buy a few more catties. The aunt who sells vegetables laughs.

Others also coaxed: "That's right, your son and daughter-in-law can make money, if you want to buy it, you have to buy a dozen catties." ”

"Come on. The uncle said, "They can make money, that's their business, and I don't want them to raise it, I can make money myself." ”

When he said this, the uncle was very confident.

It seems that parents in the world are probably like this, they always refuse to accept their old age, they always feel that they still have the ability to make money, and they don't want to drag down their children.

Whether it is Liu Yuanhe, the village chief Chen Wenxing, or the smiling uncle in front of him, although their identities and family backgrounds are different, the stubbornness of not accepting the old is almost the same.