It's not a loss to be the liaison officer in the village, who should listen to the door before and after a voice, who would dare to beat Jiang Xiaochi's idea of this meal? You want to have a big face and want to satisfy your cravings, bring your own vegetables, don't bring vegetables with your mouth, and bury you to death with a big straight.

Even if Tian Hua still wanted to stare at the dishes in Jiang Xiaochi's pot and bully Jiang Xiaochi at a young age, he didn't dare to pay attention to it anymore. Who told the few people standing in the courtyard to be tough, and the underworld and the white road were all occupied.

The answer is just two words - no play!

This time it should have stopped before and after, especially Aunt Song, who had been on her tiptoes and didn't dare to blow up the stabs, spat vigorously, relying on her perennial skill to scold Song Lao Er, and the movement of this spitting spread quite far.

Tian Hua has been marrying into the Jiang family for many years, and she has tossed Mrs. Zhang a lot, and Mrs. Zhang is also used to being tossed, and she can't hold her mother-in-law's momentum at all, and even with Jiang Xiaochi, she has been dragged down.

Finally, Jiang Xiaochi was not taken advantage of this time, although she felt a little sorry for her grandson, but Mrs. Zhang finally went this time. It's just that I hate this in my heart, my son didn't raise it well, and Xiaozhuang was a good child, but he was raised crooked by Tianhua again.

In the first battle, Jiang Xiaochi's work in his hands felt light, and the pain in his lower abdomen was also reduced a lot.

Jiang Xiaochi tried his best to take out a few eggs in his arms quietly, the materials were lacking, and the eggs were too eye-catching.

Jiang Xiaochi was still hesitant to speak, but he didn't expect Song Lao Er to be the first to speak: "Or the eggs of that day?" Why haven't you made your milk yet? ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "It shouldn't be bad, let's fry and eat it today." ”

"The water flows for a long time, and you don't have to worry about eating and drinking. Anyway, there is meat today, and the eggs can't be broken. ”

No matter how Song Lao Er shouted in vain, Jiang Xiaochi still beat the eggs into the bowl and prepared to spread the eggs for a while.

There was a lot of meat left, Jiang Xiaochi picked up the fat and cut a large plate, and mixed the bud rice noodles with the air-dried meat from Bu Laosi, scattered some salt, and steamed it in the pot.

Jiang Xiaochi was bored working, but he didn't expect Song Lao Er on the side to be a chatter, and he talked to Jiang Xiaochi about "one hundred and twenty ways to do pork".

Jiang Xiaochi was a little confused when he heard it: "Have you eaten it all?" ”

Song Lao Er shook his head honestly: "No! They all listened to the old man Tang at the entrance of the village. ”

"He's eaten them all?"

"Nope! Old man Donald said that it was the dream that sustained him through the difficult years. ”

In Jiang Xiaochi's memory, there seems to be such an old man in the village, with a white goatee, who looks like he is self-proclaimed, and has a good reputation in the village.

Jiang Xiaochi and Song Lao Er chatted without beginning or end, Jiang Xiaochi was working in his hands but without stopping, the lard rubbed against the bottom of the pot, and the oily but not greasy scrambled eggs looked yellow and trembling.

Then Jiang Xiaochi cooked the pork skin that had been left in advance and mixed it with blanched wild vegetables. Coupled with the cut of ready-made luncheon meat, two hot dishes and two cold dishes, it is no one who has a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner to marry a daughter-in-law.

In the end, Jiang Xiaochi threw another pot of egg soup, no matter how affordable the rice and dry rice were, it also needed soup and water. Afraid that the staple food would not be enough, Jiang Xiaochi put a few bud rice flour cakes given by Qian Jiang on the side of the pot and heated them.

The shallots in the garden were tender and fresh, and Song Lao Er washed a lot of them and brought them in. Fresh and refreshing and greasy, rural children have nothing to satisfy their cravings, and they like to use shallots as snacks the most.

A small kang table was set up on the kang, and Jiang Xiaochi acted as a master and beckoned everyone to wash their hands and eat.

The rule in the countryside is that men eat and women cannot serve at the table. But who dares to tell Jiang Xiaochi about this rule, if he accidentally throws them all out, no one will want to eat good food and good food.

"Girl, it's all hard dishes!" Wang Erzi said that he removed Jiang Xiaochi and Jiang Xiaotang from the wine he brought, and poured half a bowl of each person with Mrs. Zhang.

Jiang Xiaochi was hungry for wine, and was about to pour half a bowl for himself, but who knew that the wine bottle was snatched by Song Laoer. "You eat more vegetables!"

"Thirsty!" …… Jiang Xiaochi was inexplicably a little embarrassed. Fourteen-year-olds drink early, but they are not too old children! The main thing is that Nima is hungry for wine!

Jiang Xiaochi looked at the meat on the table depressedly and was not interested.

Da Shunzi helped: "Then what kind of second, I'm happy today, if you don't pour less for the gluttonous girl, the brothers are not bad for this little wine." ”

Song Laoer's face was a little red, Jiang Xiaochi's face stiffened, and he suddenly guessed Song Laoer's thoughts: Nima, a Mao boy who is still underage, understands a lot of things!

"That...... Give the brown sugar to the greedy girl and the little four...... Xiaotang washes the bowl. Song Lao Er changed the habitual Xiaosi to Xiaotang, and everyone felt a little awkward no matter how they heard it.

Wang Er's leprosy: "There is wine and meat, why do you still drink that play, my sister is not a woman, nourish blood...... Ah......" Facing the resentful eyes of Song Er, Wang Er's leper finally closed his mouth knowingly.

Wang Er's leprosy: "Make up for ...... You can make up for anything. ”

The barbarian pillar panted with a mouth: "Give ...... Bring me a bowl too. ”

Everyone except for Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyes: How can you do it!

Jiang Xiaochi: Listen to people's advice, eat a full meal, and don't believe that there will be no wine to drink in the future.

Just wanted to go down to the ground to get brown sugar water, Song Lao Er jumped and took the first step, afraid of being conspicuous and explaining vigorously: "I'm afraid that the gluttonous girl is reluctant to put sugar." ”

Jiang Xiaochi felt that this explanation was okay, but the action was a little biao.

There are few people in the family, there are not many bowls, and Song Lao Er's outhouse has been wandering around for a long time except for a basin for washing vegetables, and nothing else has been found. Simply agreed, and directly brewed a large basin of brown sugar water, who wants to drink it directly with a spoon and scoop it.

Jiang Xiaochi's head has been staring, and the original owner has little contact with the people in the village. The relationship between himself and Song Lao Er is a pig, and he and Da Shunzi only have a relationship with Song Lao Er. What about Wang Er's leprosy, that is, the relationship between the half bag of grain, not to mention Liu Sanman's pillar, it just doesn't matter.

Why is there so many people in the family all of a sudden, and they have all become a relationship between eating at the same table.

Jiang Xiaochi felt a little depressed, looked at the brown sugar water in front of him and dizzy, picked up the spoon and drank it.

Not to mention, the brown sugar water is sweet and warm, and the pain in the lower abdomen is indeed reduced a lot after a few bites.

Jiang Xiaochi's heart is also warm, it is better to have more people in the family.

Everyone was happy to eat, and only Jiang Xiaochi was alone under the chopsticks.

Da Shunzi was the first to find the clue: "What's the gluttonous girl, the master has little food to prepare, why don't you put down chopsticks?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi was embarrassed, and said stubbornly: "I ate in the morning, and I'm not hungry." ”

No need to explain, anyone can understand it, and this is certainly not a lie.

Is Jiang Xiaochi eating in the morning, that is, there is a grudge against rice, whoever has this appetite has to eat the family.

Except for Jiang Xiaochi, who doesn't move chopsticks much, another person who doesn't move chopsticks much is Jiang Xiaotang. The meat that others put on the rice bowl, but the chopsticks picked the wild vegetables on the table to eat.

Jiang Xiaochi was puzzled: "What's the matter, my sister's cooking doesn't fit!" ”

Jiang Xiaotang hurriedly lowered his head: "I can eat anything, I don't need to eat meat." ”