Chapter 25 Old Mom Brand Douban Sauce

Xiao Yan was putting the glass bottle of bean paste on the dining table at the moment, and then opened the cap of the bottle and used a spoon to put some sauce into the rice and stir.

I watched Xiao Yan's movements, and finally understood, it turned out that this thing was missing. After Xiao Yan finished filling the bean paste, I also used a spoon to put a spoonful of bean paste into my rice bowl and stirred it into the rice. There was a familiar feeling when I smelled the spicy smell, and Xiao Yan and I had tears in our eyes while eating.

I don't know why, it's a familiar feeling.

"You two brothers and sisters, how come you are like your father, every time you eat dinner, you have such a mouthful. Xiao Yan, you see that you are thin, and you don't eat more meat. If you keep eating this and send food, how can you grow taller. My mother looked at me and Xiaoyan with tears streaming down her faces, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Mom, this bean paste you made is the best in the world, better than all the meat in the world. Xiao Yan replied to her mother's words while bursting into tears.

"Also, Yu'er, you don't follow your father except for this aspect. I think at the beginning, your father was like this, and he knew that he had a bad stomach and couldn't get rid of this hot sauce. Hey, I regret that I kept making this bean paste for him in the first place. "Mom said Xiao Yan and talked about me again.

Mom is here again, every time Xiaoyan and I take out this bean paste at dinner, my mother will basically mention the past about my father, when my father passed away, Xiaoyan and I were still very young, and I don't have many memories of my father, so I and Xiaoyan love to listen to what my mother said about my father, and many of my father's things are at this time to listen to my mother.

It is said that my father has a good character, and the people in the village have basically been helped by my father, and the older generation in the village calls my father Brother Hai, and I always ask my father for help when there is something. It's that when my father was a child, he often helped his friends grow up. When I was a child, I used to fight with my friends in the village, because they liked to laugh at my mother's bad legs and feet, and her walking was a little bumpy, which was because my mother had a problem with her right leg. And when I was a child, Xiaoyan was naughty, and was often bullied by other people, and she liked to ask me to help her find a place, so the children of the same age in the village, or younger than me, were basically beaten by me. Mom also used to say that I didn't look like Dad.

"Mom, this bean paste is a baby, you must teach Xiaoyan to do this when you have time. As long as she learns to make this bean paste, she will not be afraid that she will not be able to get married! In the future, our family will pass on this secret recipe as an heirloom of our family. I opened my mouth to laugh.

Speaking of this bean paste, this is made by my mother herself. According to my mother, this was also passed from my grandmother to my mother. In my grandmother's generation, the country was still developing, and many people had food to eat but no meat to eat. At that time, grandpa worked hard, grandpa didn't eat meat, he had no strength to work, and it was easier to work hard to eat spicy, but at that time, spicy food could only rely on chili peppers, and there was no spicy sauce to sell. And at that time, there were no greenhouse crops, so I didn't always have spicy food. Later, my grandmother didn't know where to think of a way to marinate the soybeans and seal them with hot sauce to make bean paste. After making bean paste, my grandfather loved it very much. Since then, it is a must for grandma to have bean paste at home. But later, after grandma and grandpa passed away, they didn't leave anything to their mother, but only a recipe for making bean paste. Since my mother married my father, my father didn't like spicy food at first, and my mother would make a bottle of bean paste at home from time to time because she would think of her grandmother and grandfather. I don't know how long this happened, but later my father knew that it was made of the sauce recipe passed on to my mother by my grandmother, until one day my father found out that he loved to eat this bean paste. But my dad had a bad stomach. The stomach is not good and spicy and easy to get sick, but there are some problems, and my father still loves to eat the bean paste made by my mother. However, after my father's accident, Xiaoyan and I were still very young at that time. Mom also made a lot less of this bean paste, because no one ate it.

When I was a child, not long after my father left, Xiaoyan and I often went to my mother to say that we missed our father, and we cried endlessly when we thought about it, but my mother said: We have to be strong, and Dad doesn't like people who love to cry. And I'm an older brother, so I have to set an example for my sister, and I can't cry all the time.

But sometimes when I am sad, tears will flow down unconsciously, and I can't control it at all. Until one day, I found out that eating spicy food can also shed tears, and others don't know that you are sad.

And I saw the bottle of bean paste quietly in the kitchen several times and remembered that my father used to love this, so I secretly opened it and tasted it, who knows, as soon as I ate it, the tears kept flowing, and when it was so spicy that I couldn't stand it, I forgot what I thought. And after the spicy finish, I forgot that I missed my father. Since then, I have asked my mother to make more bean paste, and I have to eat it often. My mother also thinks that I can save a lot of money by eating bean paste, so I often make bean paste.

Funnily enough, one day Xiao Yan cried and said that she missed her father and came to me. At that time, I found a bottle of bean paste, and then handed a spoonful to Xiao Yan, saying, "Come, take a bite, it's very sweet." ”

Xiao Yan believed it and ate it in one bite. Well, things are much easier. Then Xiaoyan's loud cry alarmed my mother, and my mother came to me and said: How can you bully my sister like this. You are an older brother who wants to protect his sister, help his sister, and ......

Anyway, in short, it would be good to finish the spicy words in the end.

Later, Xiao Yan said several times that he wanted his father to cry and look for me. I won't comfort her, but it's good to have hot sauce. Continue to trick her into eating, and after a few times, you won't be able to cheat, but don't be afraid, I just stuff a spoonful into her mouth while she is not paying attention, even if she spits it out, her mouth can be as spicy as she forgets. Until one day, Xiaoyan told me that she loves spicy food!

If you eat this bean paste, you will miss your father, and you will think that your father will also eat this bean paste. So later, Xiaoyan and I never knew if we ate this bean paste because we missed our father, or because we ate this bean paste.

Although Xiaoyan and I later found out that other spicy flavors didn't like to eat very much, we were very used to eating this bean paste and loved to eat it. However, we don't know if we are used to eating this bean paste, or because we are used to eating this bean paste.

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