Lotus root pork rib soup belongs to Hubei cuisine, Chen Ping is no stranger to it, and he also loves to eat it the most.

This soup looks simple, but the ingredients used are also particular, otherwise the soup will lose its taste.

The first thing is the lotus root, which must not be brittle, too brittle, the starch content is low, and the taste is not good enough. Chen Ping picked a round and short powder lotus, also known as noodle lotus, and now it is winter, this kind of lotus root is the most suitable for boiling soup.

Another point is the container, in later generations many people like to use a pressure cooker to boil soup, but in fact, it has lost the original taste of the soup, and the soup must be boiled in a casserole, simmered slowly over low heat, or put directly into the boiling pond.

"Mother, bring the clay pot." After boiling the pork ribs with water, Chen Ping removed the blood foam again, and the time was about the same, and scooped the ribs in the pot into the clay pot with water.

When Chen Ping boiled water, he used a large piece of willow wood, at this time the fire has been reduced, put the clay pot into the stove pond, and pressed it with a pottery bowl on the mouth to prevent the dust from entering, and then put the grass and wood ashes on the side to stabilize, and then drink the lotus root soup at night.

"That's it?" Liu had never seen this before, and when he saw Chen Ping put the clay pot into the stove pond and stopped caring about it, he couldn't help but be a little worried.

Don't waste the meat in that clay pot.

"Mother, you can rest assured. Wait for this small fire to simmer slowly, and when the sun goes down, you can eat lotus root pork rib soup. Chen Ping patted the ashes on his hands and said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, mother waits." Liu opened the door of the hall and went out to clean.

The roof was tiled very quickly, and the family, Chen Ping and Chen An were working below, delivering reeds, Chen's father was lifting the old thatch, and then laying new reeds, and Liu was washing bed sheets and other items in the yard, taking advantage of the sun, Chen Zhen was still teasing the little flowers.

In the courtyard, a male and a female two chickens occupy the rice pile, catching rice in it, in the vegetable field by the courtyard wall, a group of small wild ducks are drilling among the sunflowers, and there are two adult wild ducks in front.

Before the sun went down, the roof was changed, and Chen's father went to return the ladder.

"Grandpa, this wooden ladder belongs to Aunt Wang's family, I'll go with you." There was no wooden ladder at home, so Chen Ping threw the old thatch in his old hand into the corner, and hurriedly helped Chen's father lift the wooden ladder.

Father Chen nodded, carrying the foot of the ladder, Chen Ping held the head of the ladder, and went out one after the other.

"Grandpa, I want Aunt Wang to come to my house for dinner." This is the purpose of Chen Ping helping to carry the wooden ladder.

"Can you drink that soup?" Father Chen muttered, "Besides, this matter is not easy to do, and there will be gossip." ”

"I'm not afraid of shadows, and besides, don't you still have a mother at home? Who dares to chew the root of the tongue? "The free fun of those women in the village is to get together and say that the parents are short, which is also in the later generations, not surprising, Chen Ping thinks that as long as he ignores it, his own family will live, just do it, "Aunt Wang sent a puppy, Grandpa, you borrowed a ladder again, and even the soap horn used at home is Aunt Wang's family, and it is also appropriate to invite someone to eat a meal to express gratitude, right?" ”

In Wang's huge courtyard, there are only two mothers and daughters, and they have never seen Wang's go out, and even Chen Ya only went to the river when she was doing laundry, so she was really a little lonely.

"It depends on what your aunt Wang means." Father Chen nodded, "But you have to make sure that the meat doesn't go bad." ”

"Don't worry, trust me." Chen Ping assured.

When I arrived at the front of the hospital, I knocked on the door, and after a while, the door of the courtyard opened, it was Wang, and Chen's father grabbed Chen Ping, who was about to enter through the door.

"Auntie, come and return your wooden ladder." Chen's father said to Wang, from here you can see that Wang's yard is very smooth, and there is a rather large soaphorn tree at the northeast foot of the courtyard, which is more than one zhang high.

Wang was wearing a green skirt, his hair was coiled up, his face was still a little pale, and Chen Ya pulled Wang's skirt behind him, and looked at Chen Ping from time to time.

"Just put it in this corner, Brother Chen, come in, you're not an outsider." In the same village, because Chen Da and Chen Xiaoyi's younger brother, that is, Chen Ping's third uncle Chen Xiaojie, who has not been found since he went out, are childhood friends, and because of this, the Wang family said this.

Chen's father squared the wooden ladder on the threshold, this ladder is not heavy, and the Wang family can carry it alone.

"Yes, that's right. There's soup at home, you haven't eaten yet, go to me. Father Chen seemed to suddenly remember, "His mother is also here, you take Chen Ya with you." ”

"Lotus root pork rib soup, it's delicious." Chen Ping saw that the Wang family was a little hesitant, and hurriedly said, "Chen Ya must like it." ”

Wang looked down at Chen Ya, Chen Ya looked at Chen Ping again, and seeing Chen Ping nodding uncontrollably, Chen Ya hummed.

"You kid." Wang looked at it in his eyes, and scolded with a smile, "Okay, when I put this wooden ladder away, I will go with you." ”

"Aunt Wang, I'll help you." Chen's father was scrupled, but Chen Ping didn't care, and crossed the threshold and put the wooden ladder back into the house with the Wang family.

The layout of the courtyard is no different from Chen Ping's house, but the ground is leveled, the house is also very clean, the furniture is very complete, and there are several tablets on the east side of the hall.

I think it should be Chen Da, who died in battle, and the in-laws who died unexpectedly.

"Listen to Xiaoya say that you will tell her stories every day." After the wooden ladder was placed, Wang glanced at Chen Ya at the gate of the courtyard, and said softly to Chen Ping, "She is very happy these days, and she talks more than before." Thank you. ”

"This is what I should do, Xiaoya is so cute, she shouldn't be affected." Chen Ping also accompanied the Wang family to call Xiaoya, "Aunt Wang, can I call you aunt?"

His wife's sister is also an aunt, and Chen Ping feels that it is more cordial to call her aunt than her aunt.

"Why?" Wang asked.

"Because this is how you can distinguish from Aunt Li, you are younger and more beautiful than them, if you are also called Auntie, isn't it called old?" Chen Ping's words are indeed true, and the Wang family is indeed very young.

Wang's cheeks flew out and he glared at Chen Ping.

"You kid, where did you learn these words?" Even Wang's husband Chen Da has never praised himself in person, and now he is so praised by Chen Ping, Wang wants to be angry, but in the face of a child, he can't be angry, but he is a little shy.

"That's what I thought in my heart, that's all. Then do you have no objection to me calling you aunt? Chen Ping asked.

"Whatever you want." Wang's words were a little lighter.

Lock the courtyard door, leave Xiao Hei to watch the house, and the four of them went to the village.

Before I arrived at the door of Chen Ping's house, I saw Aunt Li walking with two fish, and a middle-aged man beside her, wearing a hat and carrying a fish basket, it was her eldest son, and there was a fishing boat in the Tu River.

"Oops...... Isn't this a dog, how did you get out? Where is this going? The dog is the nickname of Wang's drowning son, and Aunt Li looked very surprised, "You never go out, it's rare." ”

"I've been in the house for a long time, and it's a little boring." Wang chuckled, in response.

Aunt Li nodded and said, "Well, it's okay to come out for a walk." ”

As she spoke, Aunt Li's eyes kept looking at Chen Xiaoyi and Chen Ping, as if she wanted to see a flower.

"Mother, let's go, don't get lucky." The middle-aged man behind him walked around and shouted, without glancing at Wang, and walked away quickly.

"How do you talk about that?" Aunt Li complained, but she was not slow at her feet, and immediately followed.