The winter is cold and the weather is suddenly cold, and it is already dark after Lin Xiang packed up and went home.

When he pushed the door in, Lin Yan was cooking noodles.

"I'll rest here tomorrow." Lin Xiang approached the stove, his fingers wrapped around the hot flames, burning warmly.

Lin Yan turned his face sideways when he heard this, and was surprised: "Really? ”

Lin Xiang smiled: "Naturally, it's true, where can I lie to you about this kind of thing." ”

After that, Lin Xiang thought about it and said, "The day after tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, so let's make something delicious tomorrow." ”

Lin Yan's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.

Lin Xiang glanced at Lin Yan with disgust, and then said, "Don't worry, come with me to the market tomorrow morning." ”

Lin Yan's face suddenly drooped again.

Pursing his lips and laughing, Lin Xiang said again: "Don't listen to me tell you to change your face when you take something." ”

Lin Yan looked at Lin Xiang helplessly, and said, "What about dinner, did you eat it?" ”

"I've eaten, I've eaten." Lin Xiang said, as if he remembered something, he pulled out something from his sleeve, and looked at the ball of things wrapped in paper, Lin Xiang opened the paper, revealing a touch of red and bright color.

"Chili!" Lin Yan looked at it and exclaimed.

Lin Xiang smiled and nodded, and then said, "You put these on the side of the stove, wash a small part of them with water, cut them into small pieces and put them in the crockpot where the pickles are pickled." ”

After listening, Lin Yan hurriedly went to do it.

Lin Xiang walked to the window of the house and was next to a row of clay pots, squatted down, and reached out to carefully uncover them.

Lin Yan cut the chili peppers early and handed them to Lin Xiang, Lin Xiang took a big spoon, and after all the red and bright chili peppers were put in, he stirred them-

After a while, Lin Xiangfu covered the linen cloth again and covered it tightly.

Getting up, Lin Xiang looked at the crockpot on the ground and said, "It's done, don't worry, it'll taste hot and sour in a few days." ”

Lin Yan swallowed his saliva, the taste quickly outlined on the tip of his tongue, and when he thought about it, he felt empty in his stomach.

After Lin Xiang explained some things to Lin Yanming, he took out the cotton clothes that had been dismantled and washed a few days ago.

Because of the cold wind blowing outside for two days, it looked a little dry, but it didn't have the soft and fluffy feeling of the sun.

After Lin Xiang packed up his clothes, he went to sleep after Lin Yan had eaten and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks.

Early in the morning of the second day, there was a constant knock on the door of Lin Xiang's house.

"Doodoo-"

"Sister?" Lin Yan rubbed his misty sleepy eyes, looking at Lin Xiang half-awakely, a little puzzled.

Lin Xiang got up and dressed, combed his messy hair, tied it at the back of his head, and then immediately went to the ground.

When he opened the door, Lin Xiang saw the familiar figure, and immediately laughed: "Uncle, you're here—"

Lin Yan also got up, put on his clothes, and quickly collapsed with two points of curiosity.

"Let's go inside the house and get something to eat." In the cold winter, the weather outside was very cold, and Lin Xiang could naturally see that the other party's face was pale.

"No, no, no."

"Sister, who is it?"

Lin Xiang looked at his younger brother with a smile: "It's the uncle who went to the market with us today—"

The house was warm and warm, and in the past, when the uncle and Lin Xiang went to the market together, it was indispensable to get up early in the morning, and Lin Xiang would always prepare a bowl of hot tea or noodle soup.

After several excuses, the old man still entered the house.

After Lin Xiang washed up briefly, he went to make breakfast.

The old man looked a little helpless when he entered the room, neither standing nor sitting.

Lin Yan pulled a chair to him: "You sit-" ran to the side of the stove and helped pour a bowl of hot water for the old man, and then turned to Lin Xiang to have a hot meal.

The meals at home are all simple ingredients, and they are not as expensive as those in the restaurant.

Despite this, honey-glazed beans, mixed rice porridge with lotus root slices and a small amount of sugar, hot-spiced garlic eggplant, and green onion green cabbage with sour vinegar added to the pot brought a strong sour and salty taste, which instantly rendered the whole not big room, and immediately aroused people's appetite.

Kimchi and Lin Xiang deliberately took a few more large slices, cut them into shreds, added sesame oil, mixed and mixed, and the shiny color was wrapped outside, as if wrapped in a layer of sugar coating, shining bright and attractive

After heating up the noodles that he hadn't eaten last night, Lin Xiang served the meals one by one on the slightly shabby wooden table.

The old man's eyes were straight at the moment.

Lin Xiang helped to fill three bowls of rice porridge, put it in front of the old man, and said with a smile: "Uncle, let's eat-"

"Eat something hot in the morning to warm up." It is not easy for the elderly to come out to help them carry vegetables when they are approaching the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the family must be poor.

The lives and days of their sister and brother are gradually improving, but they don't need to pick the door when they eat.

Stretching out the spoon, the old man stirred the viscous rice porridge with a faint yellow color, and the fragrance of cooked rice spread to all corners of his body with the heat.

The mellow chestnut rice is firm and elastic to chew, and a faint sweetness grows on the tip of the tongue - the aroma of the rice oil from the soup makes you shiver.

Take a big sip, accompanied by hot rice porridge and refreshing and crispy kimchi, accompanied by the sound of crunching, "crunch" seeps into the lungs and warms the whole body.

Lin Xiang and Lin Yan snorted and soon ate two bowls and were almost full, and then looked at the old man-

"Can you take this bowl ......?" The old man's speech was a little slurred, and the look on his face was quite unnatural, looking a little unspeakable.

Lin Xiang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said, "Naturally, you can." ”

Lin Xiang didn't say anything else, but just called Lin Yan to go to the stove and get another big bowl with a thick lid.

Holding a soup spoon and stirring it twice in the steaming pot, Lin Xiang filled a large bowl, steaming-

Cut a few slices of kimchi, finger-thick, add a little sesame oil, stir, and put some honey beans in the soup porridge.

"Old man, you take these-" Lin Xiang smiled and handed the hot things to the old man.

When the old man heard this, his face turned red and he looked very embarrassed: "Girl, ......"

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, this bit of food is nothing for our sister and brother, now it's about to be the New Year, and the vendors everywhere have gone home, and you can still come if there is something at home today, but let the two of us not go."

It's just a little bit of food, the old man feels sorry for the food, thinking about the children at home, Lin Xiang doesn't want to be stingy.

After the three of them had breakfast, they went out of the house from time to time with a few words of laughter and laughter.

Lin Xiang wants to buy more food to stockpile, needless to say in modern times, high-tech or something, the price of vegetables and grains is not to worry about, now in this season, the price of food is very expensive.