Chapter 8 Chicken stew with mushrooms
Today, Duan Yongyuan was planting lettuce seedlings in the vegetable field in the north early in the morning, and vaguely heard the movement coming from the mulberry forest, like Duan Qiuping's voice. At first, he was not sure, until he heard the name "Li Laosan", that he was convinced that the person in the woods was indeed Duan Qiuping.
Last night, Duan Yongyuan heard about Duan Qiuping and Xiangqin from Duan Wen and Dou, and met them in the mulberry forest early this morning.
When Duan Wen came back and saw that their mother and daughter were not in the room, he knew that they had run away. But where can they go to orphans and widows, should it be......
Duan Wen was frightened into a cold sweat by the terrible thoughts that suddenly came out of his heart, and the Dou family always blew his ears in front of him and said some unlucky words, so he was even more worried.
When Duan Wenzheng decided to go out and call on the villagers to help find Duan Qiuping and Xiangqin, Duan Yongyuan actually sent them back.
"Grandpa, grandma, I saw that my aunt and Xiangqin were sitting on the edge of the mulberry pond, so I sent them back." Duan Yongyuan was extremely glad that he went to the mulberry forest to find out, otherwise, he didn't know what terrible things would happen.
Seeing that their mother and daughter returned safely, Duan Wen was originally relieved, but as soon as he heard Duan Yongyuan's words, his face immediately changed drastically.
He pointed at Duan Qiuping's nose, trembling all over, gritting his teeth and scolding: "Something that has no interest, if you want to die, die far away!" The Duan family has produced you scum, it's not enough to embarrass the ancestors! Why am I Duan Wen so unlucky, and I have such an unsuccessful thing as you! ”
Duan Qiuping shrunk her neck, lowered her eyebrows, and didn't say a word.
Fearing that Duan Wen's anger would be bad, Dou Shi persuaded on the side: "Okay, okay, you can say a few words." Qiu Ping, it's almost noon, hurry up and cook. ”
Duan Qiuping lowered her head and entered the house, and when she saw that an old hen had been slaughtered cleanly on the case, her eyes were hot, and a few tears fell.
Needless to say, this chicken must be for parsley.
Duan Yongyuan carried Xiangqin into the house and put her on the bed to rest, he was about to leave, but Xiangqin grabbed his hand.
"Brother Yong, thank you." Although Parsley's voice was weak, it was not difficult to hear that it was coming from her heart.
Duan Yongyuan touched his head and smiled shyly, "Family, thank you or not." ”
Before Xiangqin was reborn, she remembered very well that her life was saved by Duan Yongyuan from the mulberry pond. It's just that unlike that time, this time Duan Yongyuan not only saved her life, but also stopped Duan Qiuping's impulse to seek death.
Parsley's gratitude to Duan Yongyuan is indescribable.
Considered to have completed the task, Duan Yongyuan didn't sit for long before he got up to leave, "Grandpa, grandma, then I'll go first." ”
"I left a place to eat at noon, and your father bought a chicken from the market." The Dou family has always loved their grandson, how to say that Duan Yongyuan is also the only incense in their family, what is delicious at home, naturally the first to think of him.
"Keep parsley to make up for it, you see she's thin, carrying her on her back is like not carrying anything." Duan Yongyuan was naturally exaggerating a little when he said this, he was in a hurry to finish the farm work in the field, so he didn't stay longer.
Considering that parsley can't eat anything too greasy now, Dou decided to make a pot of mushroom stewed chicken from the local chicken bought by Duan Wen.
Dou asked Duan Qiuping to chop the chicken into pieces, and she took out the casserole under the bed that was not commonly used and washed it.
Duan Wen was not idle, soaked the dried mushrooms he bought in well water in advance, and after soaking, he pinched them one by one to drain out the absorbed water in the mushrooms.
After cutting the whole chicken, Duan Qiuping cut the green onion and old ginger again.
Dou Shi poured the chicken pieces into the oil pot, stir-fried the fragrance, and quickly poured the chicken into the casserole, grabbed the three slices of ginger cut by Duan Qiuping from the case, and threw them into the casserole, and then added water to the casserole.
In an instant, you can see a thin layer of oil floating on the water in the casserole, and the faint fragrance of fresh fragrance is mouth-watering.
Dou covered the casserole with a lid and slowly simmered over a warm fire.
Sitting in front of the stove, Dou glanced at Duan Qiuping, who had a calm face in the room, and was inexplicably annoyed.
Hiding from them and divorcing Li Laosan, she almost killed someone again today, how can she act as if nothing happened?
Duan Qiuping thought that if she could have a tile on her head to protect her from the wind and rain, everything would be fine?
Dou couldn't hold back this breath in his heart, buried his face and began to count Duan Qiuping, "If you really die in Mulberry Pond, do you know what the people in the entire Duanjiazhuang will talk about me and your father?" I've said a few words about you, but you still don't want to do it in your heart. You did something wrong, your father said a few words to you, what's wrong? ”
Duan Qiuping choked aggrievedly, "What am I wrong?" "Isn't she suffering enough to be offended?
Seeing her nest, Duan Wen, who was sitting in the small courtyard, lifted his butt from the small bench and snatched a few steps in front of the house. He glared, raised his hand and pointed at Duan Qiuping's big flower face with tears and snot, and said loudly, "I don't know what I'm wrong, it's someone else's fault, right, you're not at all wrong!" If you know today, why bother in the first place. If it weren't for the fact that you faced Li Laosan with no regard for your face, would you be where you are today? ”
Duan Qiuping whimpered, "How did I know it would turn out like this......"
If it weren't for Feng Lanhua's troubled spirit who hadn't come, Duan Wen really couldn't wait to rush up and throw Duan Qiuping's two big-eared scrapers.
Feng Lanhua shook her crotch into the small courtyard, and went straight to the stove where the chicken was stewed, sticking to Dou's as if the two were intimate, "Mother, what's delicious about this?" Across the yard, I could smell the boss. ”
The chicken broth in the casserole boiled for a while, and Dou took a cloth to cover the lid of the casserole to avoid burns.
She lifted the lid, poured a dozen shiitake mushrooms into the pot, and closed the lid of the casserole again.
"Yo, stewed chicken." Feng Lanhua's eyes rolled slightly, then she smiled, and said, "It just so happens that Erhua's body is not very good, I will take some back to make up for him." ”
The good face she put on may be useful to others, but Duan Wen won't buy her account at all.
To put it mildly, the two guys in the courtyard next door who were thinking about how to take advantage all day long pouted their butts, and Duan Wen knew what color shit they were going to pull.
Duan Wen came to Feng Lanhua and didn't give her a color, but put on a fake smile like her, "If you want to eat chicken, then buy it yourself, I don't even have chicken soup in this courtyard." ”
Since Duan Wen said it so clearly, Feng Lanhua felt that she didn't need to play a "good guy" here.
She raised her chin high, rolled her eyes and said sharply, "Who is rare!"
After speaking, she turned her head to leave, but before she reached the gate of the courtyard, she turned around again, stretched her neck and looked into the house, seeing that Duan Qiuping and Xiangqin's mother and daughter were still there, she crooked her mouth and laughed weirdly, "This mother and mother are still there, Daddy, don't send them out, how many good things can you take out in this small courtyard to feed their mouths?" ”
Duan Wen's face was terrifying, "Our family still eats well, what does it have to do with you!" ”
Feng Lanhua snorted angrily, and said, "I want to see, why do they eat you poor!"
If it weren't for Feng Lanhua's fast slip, Duan Wen would have copied the broom.
I have to admit that although Feng Lanhua's words are ugly, they also expose a fairly real problem-
If Duan Qiuping and Xiangqin lived for a long time, Duan Wen and the second elder of the Dou family would not be able to come up with extra rations at all.
Considering that Parsley's body needs to be recuperated, they paid out of their own pockets to buy some nutritious ones.
This pot of stewed chicken with mushrooms is like meat cut off from his body, why isn't Dou distressed?
She sighed bitterly, lifted the lid and added a small spoonful of white sugar to the pot to enhance the flavor, added a little salt to taste, and finally added some cooking wine to remove the smell.
If it can be as delicious as this mushroom stew in the future, God blesses you......