Chapter 5 Roll up your sleeves and dry

"Well, my sister felt sorry for Dabao and stuffed him with a cake. We made some pimple soup tonight, and Dabao said it was delicious, and insisted that I send some to my eldest sister. No, it's just out of the pot, and it's still hot. ”

She stood at the gate of the courtyard, answered the words of the eldest sister crisply, and deliberately lifted the cotton cloth to reveal the porcelain bowl inside. The porcelain bowl was not sealed, and the smell of the soup was emanating along the cracks.

At this time, the eldest sister's mother-in-law also came over, and when she opened it, she praised it first.

"This soup is well cooked, the soup is clear, and the vegetables are distinct, well, sour and spicy. It just so happened that your eldest niece and nephew were clamoring to drink sour soup just now, but it happened to be in a hurry. ”

She put the lid back on and led Sanhua'er to the hall and sat down.

"Your eldest sister is cleaning up in the backyard and will come out right away. You wait here. ”

When she turned around, she glanced at the second daughter-in-law who was still at the door, and with a faint glance, she was stunned by the slightly sour women, and turned around and entered the side room.

"Sanhua'er, mother-in-law said you sent soup?"

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and the big flower who trotted over was still tied to an apron, and the smell of oil smoke was all over her body.

"Sister, slow down." Wei Jin got up and greeted her, "There are still some dishes left from the second sister last time, I am afraid that the dishes will be spoiled in the weather, so I simply cooked some pimple soup today." The soup is made with small fish, but it is fresh. ”

The pimple soup in a porcelain bowl is actually enough for an adult's meal, but no matter how much, this intention makes Dahuaer very happy.

"It just so happens that your eldest niece is having a problem, so I'll give my mother-in-law a taste later, and then leave her a bowl." Da Hua'er took her sister's hand and looked left and right, "It's really good, Amitabha, now my sister can rest assured." ”

Da Hua'er has never been real in her heart, for fear that this is a dream, and after waking up, Sanhua'er is still the same as before. But after three or four days, Sanhua'er not only hasn't changed back, but has become more and more sensible, and her heart is much more steady.

"You haven't eaten yet, I'll get you ......"

"Don't want it, big sister." Wei Jin got up and stopped her, "Sihua'er and Dabao are still waiting for me at home, I'm going back." Catch up with Ming'er, my pot and helmet stove are ready, and I will send some to my eldest sister. ”

Da Hua'er didn't understand, but it didn't matter, she took the time to tell her mother-in-law, and it was okay to go back to her mother's house to see a few younger brothers and sisters.

In the past few days waiting for the pot and helmet stove to be built, Wei Jin did not rest, she went to the surrounding farmhouses to buy some fresh stick vegetables, and took advantage of the good weather to start making mustard.

There is a large clay jar at home that used to be pickled vegetables by A-Niang, and the three sisters and brothers worked together to brush out the clay jar and the wooden lid to dry. When the clay jar is washed, the salted stick head can also be cleaned and dried in the second step.

After the eldest sister and the second sister got married, there were three younger ones left in the family. For the sake of safety, they all slept in the same bed, and now that Dabao is older, Wei Jin cleaned up the room where the second sister slept before and arranged a separate room for Dabao. Next door is the eldest sister's house, the furniture in it is still intact, she plans to wait for Sihua to be older, this room will be a boudoir for her.

The Wei family's house is an old-fashioned brick house, with two rooms on the left and two rooms on the right, a hall house in the middle, a bedroom for the father and mother on the left side of the hall house, and a residence for the grandfather of the Wei family on the right.

Now that the adults of the Wei family are gone, the three children still did not occupy the house of their grandfather and father.

Next door to the room where Wei Jin and the others are now living is a utility room and a stove room. The stove is made of green bricks, and there are ventilation openings near the roof, and there are two doors in front and back, so you can open it when you cook.

There are two rows of wooden shelves against the wall in the utility room, which are used to store flour, spices and dry goods. Now there are not so many things to store, so an empty shelf comes out. Wei Jin asked the brother next door to help move the shelf out and put it outside the stove room against the wall. It is not suitable for the sun, and it is covered by the roof of the stove room, and it does not rain, so it is a good place to store dried vegetables.

The surname next door is also surnamed Zhang, but they are not the same family as Zhang, their family is good, and they usually take care of their sisters and brothers, and even the family makes delicious food, and does not forget to bring them a bowl over.

This time, when she heard that Wei Jin was asking them for help, Aunt Zhang directly let her two sons go, and helped them smooth the roofs of several rooms by the way.

"The rainy season is about to begin, and if you don't clean up the roof in advance, it will be troublesome when the rain leaks down, and everything in the house will be broken." Aunt Zhang also instructed them to take the winter quilts and mattresses to dry, dry them before the rainy season, wrap them in camphor wood strips and put them in a large wooden box, and cover them with oiled paper, so as not to spoil the cotton wool inside.

These are all life skills, big flowers and two flowers will also, but they now have their own small families, and sometimes it is inevitable that they can't take care of it. Aunt Zhang was watching and helping by the side, and it was also her heart-warming to look at her sister and brother who were pitiful and unforgiving.

This year, I don't need to take special care of the silly Sanhuaer, these things are much smoother. The two little sisters worked together to stir up the house, and all the things that should be packed were packed, the tattered clothes that should be dismantled were also removed, and the whole piece of cloth was left, maybe it could come in handy.

When the house was cleaned up, Uncle Liu and his son sent the pot and helmet stove over, and also sent a basket of carbon. The carbon is burned by his own family, and the quality is not high-quality, but it is definitely good enough to burn the stove, which is also an indirect business expansion for his own family.

On the same day, Wei Jin lit a hot stove. This new stove should be warm, otherwise it will burn out easily.

Warming the chamber is also a knowledge, and this was given to her by Wei Jin's grandfather. Northerners used to burn stoves for heating, and when the warmer was done, a stove would not break for five or six years, and if it was not done well, it might crack in a year or two.

By the time it was warm, it was already the morning of the third day.

Early in the morning, Wei Jin began to be busy with noodles.

The noodles are not pure flour, and her family can't eat such a precious thing. It is made of multigrain noodles mixed with fine white flour, and the old dough used for fermentation is made two days in advance, and then it is directly kneaded into it, and then it begins to ferment.

By noon and the dough was ready, she began to roll out the dough and put it in the pan to cook slowly.

The white flour pan helmet does not need oil, it is slowly baked over low heat, and when the surface is dry, remove the pan and put the stiff dough cakes one by one on the specially set aside position in the hearth. This position allows the dough to be baked crispy over the fire without being too hot and burnt.

It can be roasted about eight times at a time. The look of nine.

After Wei Jin finished baking all the prepared dough cakes, he began to make mixed vegetables.