In the midst of the chaos, lunch was finally settled. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

By the end of the day, smoke rose from the village chimneys.

After eating, the old man sat down in the living room, and asked Xu Xiangwan to make tea, without any intention of leaving.

It's worry-free and very good at behaving well, helping Xu Xiangwan run before and after, "aunt" before and after "junior sister", except for Wulang who doesn't care much about him, but he is familiar with everyone else.

Next is to fry the balls, which is the highlight of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, taking the meaning of family reunion.

In previous years, there were many people in the house and there was no money, and the fried balls not only had more powder and less meat, but also one person couldn't eat a few, and often only tasted it and then disappeared. Now that the family has been divided and there is some money to spare, the Zhang family asked Xu Xiangwan and Wulang to buy five catties of flour and two catties of fat and lean fresh pork, planning to make all of them into fried balls.

There are few snacks in the village, and the children like to eat the fried balls as snacks. In particular, Xiao Jiu and Xu Xiangwan have an almost paranoid love for fried balls, which is the main reason why Zhang's is ready to fry so many balls this year. She was planning to let the children eat with their stomachs open.

There are many things to do in the Chinese New Year's Eve, Goro and Xiaojiu are responsible for going out to collect firewood and picking vegetables, and the three mothers and daughters of the Zhang family are responsible for preparing soup dishes.

Only the old man Sanjin sat leisurely in the living room drinking tea, beckoning Xu Xiangwan to mix tea for a while, and directing her to pour water for a while.

If it weren't for the fear that the Zhang family would be unhappy, Xu Xiangwan wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to this inexplicably stinky old man.

Before going out, Gorou didn't know what to say with Wurong, and Wuwu also followed the two Gorou brothers out.

In the kitchen, Zhang's washed the pot, Xu Xiangwan lit the fire, and Xu Qiuyi chopped meat, with a clear division of labor and high efficiency.

After Xu Qiuyi chopped the minced meat, Zhang put the minced meat and tofu into the flour, put salt and peppercorns, mixed a bowl of cold chicken broth, a scoop of water, and beat five eggs.

After the pot was hot, Zhang poured three bowls of coriander seed oil into the pot. Xu Xiangwan burned the fire very strongly, and the kitchen was soon filled with a unique fragrance of rapeseed oil, which was mouth-watering.

"It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant, what are you going to do?" The old man Sanjin, who had been thundering, couldn't help but run to the kitchen when he smelled the fragrance, and saw a large pot of hot oil burning in the iron pot, and saw that Zhang was making noodles, and a pair of eyeballs were almost hanging in the basin, "Is this going to fry the balls? ”

There was a trace of remembrance and melancholy in the eyes of the old man Sanjin, but it was fleeting.

Xu Xiangwan glanced at the old man of Sanjin, and said angrily: "What kind of fried balls do you eat, you are not a child anymore." What's more, tonight is the Chinese New Year's Eve reunion night, are you an outsider willing to stay in our house?"

Unexpectedly, there was a trace of loneliness on the face of the old man of Sanjin, who had always been giggling, and he said quietly: "Now except for worry-free and you, I am alone." I had no home, no family, and I didn't know where to go. ”

Xu Xiangwan looked stunned, pursed his lips, and said astringently: "I didn't say I wouldn't let you stay, if you like it here, let's celebrate the New Year together." ”

"Yes, the evening is your apprentice, there is no difference between here and your own home, let's celebrate the New Year together, the more people will be more lively. Seeing this, Zhang also hurriedly spoke, and said comfortingly.

As soon as Zhang's words fell, the old man Sanjin seemed to change his face, the loneliness on his face was swept away, replaced by a wrinkled smile, and a pair of mung bean eyes were amazingly bright: "Then it's decided, let's celebrate the New Year together." In the evening, her mother will make another pot of braised pork in the evening, I haven't eaten it for several years, it's weird. By the way, good boy, after the balls are fried in a while, I'll send a bowl to Master and I!"

After speaking, he hummed a little song with his hands behind his back, and walked out of the room with brisk steps, where is there still a little unhappiness?

At this moment, Xu Xiangwan felt that she had a feeling of being deceived.

After the old man Sanjin left, the oil in the pot happened to be boiling, so Zhang washed a spoon, and scooped the meatballs into the oil pot one by one with the spoon, and after a while, a bunch of evenly sized and round meat balls floated on the oil surface.

"It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant!Niang's fried balls are the best!" Xu Xiangwan looked at the balls in the pot that had gradually hardened, and was so greedy that she didn't have the heart to burn the fire at all, pointed to the largest one in the oil pot, and asked eagerly, "Mother, are the balls ready?"

Seeing Xu Xiangwan's anxious appearance, Xu Qiuyi was happy first: "Look at your appearance, I don't know if I thought I was hungry for a few days!"

"Sister, you can make fun of me now! The balls will be scooped up in a while, don't rob me!" Xu Xiangwan snorted lightly and smiled proudly.

Seeing the two sisters joking with each other, Zhang's eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and his eyes were so soft that they could drip water: "Today, the balls are fried a lot, you two sisters can eat openly, and no one has to grab it." This year, there is a lot of meat in the balls, so it will take a while to fry them, and if they are not cooked, they will have diarrhea after eating. ”

Xu Xiangwan licked her lips that were a little dry, and her eyes stared at the oil pot for a moment, for fear of missing the frying time of which balls.

Zhang's put some fresh meat balls in the pot one after another, and after a while, the oil noodles were covered with balls.

After a while, all the balls in the pot turned golden yellow, and the fragrance overflowed, like yellow golden balls.

Seeing that Xu Xiangwan and Xu Qiuyi were staring intently at the pot, only burning the fire for a while, the smile on Zhang's face became thicker, and he took a large basin that had been washed and dried and put it on the stove, scooped up the balls spoonful by spoonful, drained the oil, and then poured it into the big basin.

Xu Xiangwan's eyes were quick, and the pot came out of the fire trough with the balls, and directly grabbed two with his hands.

"Slow down, slow down, don't burn your hands. Zhang instructed while laughing.

Since Xu Xiangwan woke up with a high fever, although he is a lot more shrewd and bold, he has become much less dependent on Zhang's than before. Sometimes Zhang's even feels that Xu Xiangwan is an adult, but he has become a child, although the life at home is getting better and better, but Zhang's heart is always inevitably lost.

Now that I see Xu Xiangwan praising the balls she made, looking childlike, I am naturally happy and heartwarming.

Sure enough, before Zhang's words fell, he heard Xu Xiangwan's "sizzle" twice, and threw the balls back into the basin at once, shaking his hand while throwing it: "It's so hot, it's hot......"

Zhang hurriedly put down the basin and spoon, came to Xu Xiangwan in two steps, took Xu Xiangwan's hand, blew two breaths in distress, and said to Xu Qiuyi: "Yi'er, hurry up and bring sesame oil to your sister." ”

Xu Qiuyi saw that Xu Xiangwan's hands were really burned, but she didn't gloat, and hurriedly handed the sesame oil on the cupboard to Zhang. (To be continued.) )