Guan Ping'an had no intention of paying attention to others, it was not her turn to intervene in the affairs between mother and daughter, and her second aunt was very hypocritical.

If you really want to talk about it, Zhao Qiuyue is not as good as Liu Chunhua.

Crying poor?

Who wouldn't!

Guan Ping'an saw that the crickets in the draining basket were enough for the family to eat two meals, so he stood up first, rinsed it with water and drained it again, and built a fire on the wood.

It was impossible to sit there and light a fire on such a hot day.

When the oil boiled in the iron pot, she immediately grabbed the lid of the pot in front of her with one hand, picked up the draining basket with the other hand and poured it in, added some chili ginger slices, and poked it with a spatula.

Seeing the oil star jumping straight up, Guan Ping'an secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put down the lid of the pot, and slowly stir-fried it with a spatula, and soon the crickets turned purple.

Seeing the opportunity, she added some salt, stir-fried for a while, the fragrance became more and more intense, poured a little sauce water along the edge of the pot, and began to stir-fry for a short while, and covered the pot.

Standing there and waiting, feeling that it was almost there, she lifted the lid again, sprinkled in the green onions, picked up the spatula, and put it in a large basin.

"It smells so good. ”

Guan Ping'an giggled happily.

After brushing the pot and pouring water, Guan Ping'an saw that her brother had finished his work, and she began to find two wooden planks non-stop.

Cricket tofu soup, right?

Simple!

After washing both sides of the plank, she saw that she leaned one of the planks into the large plate, grabbed a handful of crickets with the lid off and crushed the other board on the board.

Suddenly, the crushed cricket juice accumulated along the slope of the thick plank into the large basin.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Tianyou burst into laughter, and he has a lot of strength to be able to do this?

He immediately rubbed his hand over to his sister, and when she had crushed the shell with three or two blows, he grabbed a handful of crickets that had been removed from the lid and put them on the board.

After crushing it several times, the cricket skin is beaten out with a fence, and what is left in the pot is really cricket juice.

One of the brothers and sisters re-lit the extinguished firewood, and the other began to heat the pot, scooped a spoonful of meat oil into the pot, and put the oil into the pot after boiling.

Guan Ping'an took advantage of his brother's busy erecting wood for a while, and deliberately used all the pool water to add a few scoops to the pot. Who made her feel bottomless.

But it should all be the same.

As soon as the water in the pot boiled, Guan Ping'an carefully poured four pieces of tofu cut into pieces into the pot, and put them into the pot with the filtered cricket juice and cricket yellow seeds.

She didn't dare to cover the pot directly, and took the spatula to avoid the tofu shoveling the edge of the pot.

"Sister, is it burning like this?"

Guan Ping'an looked calm, "Yes!" has fallen down, but he can't regret it. At most, I can't come again, and there are still four pieces of tofu anyway.

After a while, the ochre-red soup began to turn pink, and she stirred it lightly a few times, and some of the juice and yellow seeds that had been poured in began to condense.

Seeing this, she began to stir lightly a few times again, and she didn't dare to close the lid.

With the crackling sound of the firewood in the stove, after a while, there were many pink clumps that began to toggle up and down with the tofu cubes.

There are large pieces, there are small pieces, and there are even more scattered ones, Guan Ping'an glanced at his brother with a weak heart, and quickly scattered the large pieces, otherwise how ugly it would be~

"Brother, simmer on low heat, and then simmer slowly. ”

"Yes, that's the scent, yes. ”

When Guan Ping'an heard this, he sprinkled some salt and immediately covered the pot. Hey, hey...... It's finally done! Stew it on a plate and sprinkle it with chopped green onions.

White, yellow, red, green.

Perfect!

When the whistle sounded, Ye Xiuhe didn't care about wiping her sweat first, and hurried home again. Coincidentally, under the scorching sun, Guan Youshou also followed closely with his long legs.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, the couple shook their heads with a smile.

"Daddy, hurry up and wipe your face. Don't use cold water, I'm dry. ”

The couple took the towels from the children's hands and asked them to say that on such a hot day, they should use the water from the well that had just been pumped in, but the two children went to ask Dr. Ma.

One cold and one hot is not good for the body, especially women.

All right.

Hot on hot spots.

"Dad, the food is good today. ”

Guan Youshou glanced at his son amusedly, "Express the name of the dish!"

"Hehe, there are no surprises when I say it. ”

The family of four entered the house, and the food was already on the kang in the east house.

In addition to the indispensable staple food and dipping pickles, what is left is a bowl of fried crickets, a bowl of gayazi, and a bowl of tofu stew?

"The tofu bought from the commune?" Ye Xiuhe pointed to this dish curiously: "What kind of new dish is this?"

Xiao Tianyou smiled strikingly, "Mother, don't you know?"

Guan Youshou took the chopsticks, and then glanced at the colorful things in the bowl, which looked familiar......

"What is the cricket tofu!, my sister burned the ......"

Xiao Tianyou's words are not over yet, Guan Youshou and Ye Xiuhe are already laughing - Ouch, my mother, who told you that you have to have tofu in cricket tofu?

The brother and sister looked at each other and looked at their laughing parents in bewilderment.

Ye Xiuhe looked at a pair of children with a smile, "Why do you think of roasted cricket tofu?"

"I said I had never drunk it before, so my sister went to buy tofu. ”

The couple was stunned.

Guan Youshou shook his head, "You guys drank it before, and then you had diarrhea"

For this reason, every time they met their buddy Ma Zhenzhong's family to cook cricket tofu soup, the two of them deliberately avoided the child.

Ye Xiuhe stroked his son's head funny, "You haven't drunk it, but you should have seen it." Also, you were too young a few years ago. ”

Guan Ping'an tilted his head and frowned, he really couldn't remember that he liked to put a lot of grass in the old courtyard to cook anything, either black or green.

Ye Xiuhe reached out and stroked her daughter's head again, and looked at the one who embarrassed her daughter, "Cricket tofu is a name, no need to add tofu." ”

"Crickets are not a precious thing, and they can be eaten for three or four months a year without spending a penny. But tofu is different, guests at home can top the meat with tofu.

As a result, many people boiled the cricket juice into soup, and thought that it was soft and tender and wanted to be tender tofu, so they gave it a noble name. ”

Guan Ping'an nodded, "Understood, I burned it wrong." ”

Guan Youshou will never admit it, "What's wrong, who stipulates that you can't add tofu." Aren't those imperial chefs and master chefs just creating their own dishes?"

"Yes, that's right. ”

Ye Xiuhe echoed her man, but as soon as the words ended, she couldn't help laughing when she saw her daughter's suddenly flushed face.

Guan Youshou glanced at her angrily, picked up the soup spoon and scooped it first, smacking his lips exaggeratedly, "It's delicious, it's not inferior to Feilong soup at all." ”

Xiao Tianyou was very happy that his father was cheering, "Yes, I said it was the best." Dad, you drink more, stew a big iron pot. ”

"Leave some for your Uncle Ma, so that he can see what the real cricket tofu soup is. ”