No matter how Wang Xinfeng cried at home, how Mrs. Song was sad and comforted, how Song Pandi was shocked, and how Song Laidi cheered up, these have nothing to do with Song Ci's family for the time being.

Song Chun'an rested for a while, and his conscience found that it was not good to sit and wait for food, so he slowly walked up the mountain with his daughter to hunt rabbits.

Li Shengnan cleaned up diligently, wiped and wiped, and it took a lot of work.

It's not okay to have no woman in this house.

In the past, when the second aunt and the construction sister-in-law were at home, the house was always clean and tidy, and the villagers loved to sit at night.

But the second aunt and sister-in-law have only been back to their parents' house for a few days, and this house is a little unpresentable.

Li Shengnan finally threw the used rag into clean water and washed it, wrung it out, shook it off and put it on the clothesline in the yard, the basin looked very clean and the water was not wasted, and he took it to the stove room to wash the mud on the outside of the potatoes and sweet potatoes first.

There is no shortage of food in the captain's house, there is still half a pocket of fine white noodles in the cabinet, and there is a piece of pork hanging in the well.

It was not the first time that Li Shengnan had cooked at the captain's house, so he washed four or five smooth sweet potatoes skillfully and steamed them in a pot.

At the same time as the fire was burned, the three large potatoes were washed, the skin was removed and shredded, a small half scoop of white flour was added to it, an egg was beaten into it, and a little salt was put aside, and water was added to make a thick batter.

By this moment the pot was already boiling wide, and it was steaming.

Li Shengnan was not in a hurry to lift the pot, and simmered for a while to make the sweet potatoes ripe.

She took out half a cabbage from the cabinet, took out the cabbage heart and cut it into thin strips, and simply mixed it with salt, vinegar and sesame oil;

Then I washed a large white radish, picked up the part that was not bran, and rubbed it crisply into shreds, imitating the sweet and sour taste, and also gave a large plate of cold dressing.

After the two cold dishes were mixed, she took out the steaming sweet potatoes in the pot and put them in the pot to vacate the pot.

Then heat the fire, put oil in it, and bake the hash browns.

The pot is very large, and the bread that is not thin or thick can be put down in a circle.

The fire of the pancake should not be too strong, but it must be burned finely.

Put a few thick firewood into it, don't need to pull the bellows, just tell yourself to take it slowly.

Li Shengnan can easily turn the cakes in the pot while burning the fire, and at the same time he can peel the boiled sweet potatoes in the basin and add a little flour to pound the dough. Number Six

That's right, she also makes some sweet potato cakes as a staple.

These two kinds of cakes are not troublesome to make, and the taste is also very good, but to eat oil, it is best to add white noodles, and the average person in the village is really reluctant to eat like this.

Li Shengnan didn't come to the captain's house on purpose to take advantage.

In fact, people usually eat better than them, so in order to accommodate them, you can't ask the host to follow them to eat bran and gnaw on the nest, right?

It doesn't make sense.

Besides, didn't her family Bao'er take Song Chun'an up the mountain to hunt rabbits? This is even the food fee they paid, and she is not weak-minded.

Working in the stove on a hot day is really the same as steaming in a steamer.

Li Shengnan was so hot that he was sweating profusely, choking on the smell of oil smoke in the pot and almost having no appetite, so he ate a sour and delicious cold dish with chopsticks from time to time.

It's time to cook a pot of mung bean soup with rock sugar first.

Li Shengnan regretted it a little.

Fortunately, Song Chun'an and Song Ciye came back early, took over the work of burning the fire, and shared some of it for her.

"What's the catch?"

Li Shengnan looked at the man who took the initiative to sit and burn the fire below, and unconsciously smiled, and drove the little girl who was in the fun to the yard to play, not to be hot.

"A rabbit, a pheasant. ”

Song Chunan frowned and took off his shoes to look at the soles of his feet, and was disgusted by Li Shengnan.

"The rice is stinky, rush away!"

Song Chunan shook his head with a smile:

"I can't! You will be disgusted with you, and you will wash me. ”

Li Shengnan looked at the face of the prey, didn't care about him, and smiled at him:

"Beauty doesn't kill you. ”