Chapter 32: Deep-fried rice cake slices

After breakfast, Tang Laifu went out to work, and the three brothers followed to help, and they had to catch up with three games today, because after the sting, the farmers were going to start sowing, and they had no spare time to do happy events, so they were all in a hurry to do it now, and it was common for Tang Laifu to catch two or three games a day at this time.

It is more than enough for him to kill a pig, and he needs his son's help to catch two or three games, but Tang Laifu will never let his son take over his class, this kind of murderous livelihood, he can do it alone, and he can't hurt his son anymore.

Only Xu Jinfeng and Tang Xiaonan are left at home, Xu Jinfeng began to fry rice cake slices, and the fried ones were all eaten during the New Year.

Frying rice cake slices is very simple, cut the rice cake into thin slices, drain the water and fry it in the oil pan, the white rice cake slices are fried crispy and crispy, and the fragrance of rice is somewhat similar to the old man of rice in later generations.

This kind of snack is not uncommon for more than ten years, but now that the whole people are short of oil, fried rice cake slices are a luxury, Xu Jinfeng is reluctant to fry more, only fried a pot of rice cake slices, a pot of dried sweet potatoes, enough to eat for a month.

Tang Xiaonan was so hungry that she couldn't wait to take a piece and gnaw it, but unfortunately her teeth were not angry, and it took a lot of effort to gnaw on a piece, and her cheeks were sour.

"It's delicious."

Tang Xiaonan did not hesitate to praise, Xu Jinfeng smiled, and took a clean small cloth bag, which was a snack bag she specially sewn for Tang Xiaonan, containing some rice cake slices and dried sweet potatoes, hanging on Tang Xiaonan's neck, which can grind a day's teeth.

"Mom, I'm out playing!"

Tang Xiaonan patted the snack bag with satisfaction, bulging.

"Don't look for the scourge, do you hear me!" Xu Jinfeng told again and again.

"Mom, people have a name, it's Huo Jinzhi." Tang Xiaonan twisted her little fat waist unhappily.

"Alright, let's go out and play!"

Xu Jinfeng waved her hand impatiently, anyway, her daughter is always hot for three minutes, maybe she will get tired of it tomorrow.

"Goodbye, Mommy!"

Tang Xiaonan jumped away, the pigtails flicked one by one, Xu Jinfeng also tied a red head flower, looking particularly festive, Xu Jinfeng shook his head with a smile and continued to work.

Cooking pig food, mixing chicken and duck food, washing clothes, cleaning, and preparing lunch, there are piles of work to do every day!

The villagers are very leisurely now, and before it is time to go to work, everyone enjoys a rare leisure time, and the women go to the river at the head of the village to wash clothes, and gossip about the latest news in the village by the way.

The men worked in their own fields, resting after a few hoes, and were also in the mountains.

What everyone talked about the most was the three bowls of dishes of the Tang family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law yesterday, and other topics were also derived, such as the infertility of Tang Lai's daughter-in-law Shi Lan, the upturned chair made by Tang Laijin back then, and Tang Laifu's first love when he was a young man......

Of course, there are also the mother and son of Huo Jinzhi, a distant relative of the Tang family, although the villagers look down on the mother and son, they are still very curious about their origins, especially the beautiful and weak Su Wanrou, but it is really the white moonlight in the hearts of all the men in the village, and they want to take a few more glances in their dreams.

Huo Jinzhi is also working, he has no land for himself, but he has reclaimed a few pieces of wasteland on the hillside, planting some sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn and vegetables, but the future bosses are smart in everything, but they are not good at farm work, and the crops planted are all thin.

The old man Qi is also helping, the two of them are chatting about current affairs while working, locked in the mountains, and the only tool that can understand the current affairs outside is the radio in the village.

"It's been a long time since the radio reported the news, and I don't know what's going on outside." Old Man Qi frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy.