Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Dinner of Entertainers
They talked and laughed, and Haruka brought soap, water, and towels. After washing www.biquge.info face and hands, Guixiang had already taken his sister and younger brother to burn and set up the dishes, dishes, chopsticks, and wine glasses. Lao Jiang sat down and looked at the table full of dishes, and said politely: "Hong Ying, you are too polite, why do you still make so many dishes? This is not an outsider, it is so grand, I feel embarrassed Auntie." ”
Xiaocaoxiang was already asleep, and was put in the shake nest by Wang Hongying, and when she heard Aunt Jiang's words, she tucked it and covered Xiaocaoxiang with a small quilt. After tidying up the grass incense, she turned around and talked to Aunt Jiang with a smile: "Aunt Jiang! These are all home-raised geese and chickens! If you don't have pork to buy in the afternoon, you should make a braised pork for you to try today!"
The braised pork that Wang Hongying is talking about here is pure meat, except for ginger, garlic, and sauce, which are seasonings, and does not have any side dishes. It is the signature dish of the rural people who are still living in poverty to entertain guests, and with it plus food and wine, even the guests of any status cannot say the gossip that the host family is not well entertained. Therefore, when each host does not serve this dish to the guests, he must explain the objective reasons, so that the guests do not use this as an excuse to gossip outside and say that the host family neglects the guests.
Aunt Jiang said slowly that she didn't feel that she was being neglected, even if she did, she couldn't take it to heart, after all, she was a person who had crossed hundreds of doors, eaten hundreds of meals, and seen hundreds of people. That mind and eyes can hold up everything better or worse than the prime minister!
Liu Baiquan, who was in a very unhappy mood over there, didn't have the patience to listen to the polite words between them, and raised his wine glass to Lao Jiang: "Sister Jiang, you're welcome, you've been tired for so long, you should be tired! Hurry up and drink and eat! Let my boss send you back to rest earlier!"
"Hey, good! Drink!"
They can drink and eat to their heart's content, but Wang Hongying is not good, she used a sea bowl to fill half a bowl of rice, sandwiched with a sharp roast goose meat, fried goose meat (in fact, it is rice noodles and goose meat, but the statement is different here), small salted fish steamed in spicy sauce, chicken offal and goose offal made of stir-fried, scrambled eggs with green peppers, fried tofu with green garlic, hot coriander in spicy goose blood soup, and a stir-fried cabbage, Wang Hongying did not add it to the bowl. She took the food to the second child's house and gave it to the second mother-in-law who was accompanying her daughter.
Zhang Mingfeng was afraid of something, but in the end he still gave birth to a daughter, I heard that my father-in-law had a black face, and he turned around and left without looking at the child, and he felt uncomfortable. Obviously, after eating brown sugar eggs, I was very sleepy, but I couldn't sleep. had to lie half-lying down and complain to her mother: "I really don't understand, obviously the girl I picked up, my father-in-law is like a precious treasure." When it comes to his granddaughter, he can't see the enemy, I really haven't seen such an old man!"
Zhang's mother gave birth to a girl from her daughter, and before she waited for any reaction from her in-laws and mother-in-law, she felt that the dwarf was waiting for her, and she didn't dare to say anything, let alone quarrel with her in-laws like before. At this time, after listening to her daughter's grievances, she could only sigh deeply, and said better: "The child I picked up belongs to someone else, of course I don't care if it's a man or a woman, of course, the more men I have, the better." It's definitely going to be uncomfortable to see a girl! Don't think too much about it now, it's better to rest, take care of your body, and have another one in a few years. ”
"Mom! Actually, according to me, it's good that my first child is a girl, and I can have another one, but if it's a boy, it seems that I won't have another child!
"Yes, boys only have one child, and girls can have two!"
While the mother and daughter were talking, Wang Hongying came over with a sea bowl of sharp food, "Aunt Zhang, you are here to accompany your younger brothers and sisters, and you don't have a chance to go over to eat, so I will send you such a hodgepodge." Don't blame it!"
Zhang's mother hurriedly stood up and reached out to catch the dishes and chopsticks in Wang Hongying's hand: "Oh!
Hearing this, Wang Hongying just pursed her lips and smiled, and did not make any response. This mother is not a kind person, if she used the bowl she usually eats today, she will definitely go around saying how much her daughter's sister-in-law neglects her, and a small bowl of food will send her away. Wang Hongying would rather Zhang's mother not eat the leftovers, rather than let Zhang's mother ruin her reputation. Turning his head to look at Zhang Mingfeng, who hadn't slept yet, he was a little surprised: "Why don't you sleep for a while? Can you still hold on? The chicken soup has already been stewed, I thought you were asleep, and I thought I would let the second child eat and bring it back and give you a drink tomorrow morning!"
Zhang Mingfeng had already eaten brown sugar eggs, and she was not hungry at this time, but the bursts of fragrance wafting from her mother's bowl made her feel so greedy, and she especially wanted to drink chicken soup at this time. I honestly and unceremoniously asked my sister-in-law for chicken soup: "Sister-in-law, since the chicken soup has been stewed, please ask Liu Yuyin to bring a bowl when you go back, I want to drink it now!"
Listening to her brother-in-law's natural tone, Wang Hongying felt a little uncomfortable, but she quickly adjusted her mentality and didn't care. looked at the sleeping newborn, said hello to Zhang's mother and turned home, filled a large handful of chicken soup and fished out a chicken leg and put it in for the second child to send back, so that she could sit down on the table and eat.
In this meal, eight dishes were made with more meat and fewer vegetarian dishes, so that Aunt Jiang could eat and drink well, and deliver them to the doorstep, which was the best hospitality Aunt Jiang had received over the years. Therefore, although Liu Yuyin only gave fifty eggs as a thank you gift, she still knew that the Liu family was hospitable and generous.
And the opposite of her is the rumor of Zhang's mother, she spread the word everywhere that her daughter's sister-in-law will not live and is a loser. Some people can't get enough to eat, but her Wang Hongying's family has to eat eight dishes for dinner, seven of which are meat dishes; other people's vegetables are dipped in a little oil with chopsticks and mixed with the dishes, but the oil in her Wang Hongying's dishes is so greasy that she can't eat them. (In fact, she ate the food that night, and she was so uncomfortable that she didn't sleep well all night!)
Regarding the rumors of praise and depreciation, Wang Hongying listened to it as a gust of wind, even if it blew, but it was the old lady of the Liu family who had quarreled with Zhang's mother, and her mother-in-law scolded angrily. After that, Zhang's mother never had the opportunity to have a meal with Wang Hongying and her mother-in-law, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
Early the next morning, Wang Hongying got up early, opened the chicken coop, and looked at a few old hens, sure enough, there were still five chickens, but the extra one was completely different from the one killed yesterday, but it was somewhat similar to the three Luhua chickens among the original four chickens. If you hadn't paid special attention to this, you really wouldn't have seen such an extra one. Seeing this situation, Wang Hongying's heart was finally properly implemented, and in the future, people in the family or children would like to eat *** roasted edamame rice, so that she would not have to feel distressed to kill the tender chickens born this year.