"Sister Xiaoyu, tofu scum is coming."

Early in the morning, Hu Ximei came back from outside with a bamboo basket, and began to shout before she entered the door.

Ji Yu poked her head out of the stove room: "Hurry up and bring it over, it's fresh, right?" ”

"I've asked Uncle Fu, I just came out last night." As she spoke, she lifted the basket in front of Ji Yu as if offering a treasure.

Ji Yu pinched a little and tried it in her hand, it was snow-white and semi-moist, just right.

Hu Dacheng, who was sitting in front of the stove and burning the fire, couldn't help but be curious: "Sister Xiaoyu, can this bean dregs be delicious?" ”

Hu Ximei also had the same question: "In the past, the family ran out of food, and my mother also asked Uncle Fu to fry the tofu residue for us to eat, which was not delicious at all, and there was a smell of beans, and Uncle Fu's family used this to feed the pigs." ”

The Uncle Fu in her mouth is a tofu maker in the village.

Although tofu residue is not rare for people to eat, it is the best to feed pigs. However, pigs still prefer to eat bran more than okara.

Even pigs dislike it, she can't imagine what delicious this thing can make, although Sister Xiaoyu's cooking skills are really speechless.

Ji Yu sold a pass and asked Hu Ximei to go to the pickle jar outside to pick up a handful of pickled cabbage. She herself wrapped the tofu residue in gauze, soaked it in clean water and squeezed out the slurry, and then brought it out to squeeze out the water.

"Dacheng, burn a small fire."

The iron pot had just been brushed, and she poured the bean dregs into the hot pot, slowly dried and roasted over low heat, and shoveled up.

The quick knife put the washed sauerkraut on the round pier and cut it finely, and barely scraped a small half spoonful of lard from the bottom of the lard jar.

The lard melts quickly at the bottom of the pot, and when it is hot, throw the dried chili peppers into it and fry it to change color, then put the finely chopped sauerkraut into the stir-fry to make it fragrant, and then add the roasted tofu residue and stir-fry continuously.

As soon as they came out of the pot, Hu Dacheng and Hu Ximei both shrugged their noses and came around.

"It smells so good!" Hu Dacheng took a deep breath and was about to reach out to slap it, but Ji Yu slapped the back of his hand and asked him to wash his hands.

He smiled, he also knew the rules of Sister Xiaoyu in the past few days, and his hand was dipped in the water quickly, so he hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth, inhaled directly after being hot, and nodded vigorously and said that it was delicious!

Hu Ximei also did the same, washed her hands and took a sip, and her eyes narrowed after chewing a few times: "The tofu dregs can still be so delicious, Sister Xiaoyu, you are so amazing!" ”

However, the two children are very sensible, the mother and the second brother have not come back from the field to dung, they are not willing to eat alone, and one of them tastes a bite and then reluctantly stops chopsticks.

Ji Yu brushed the pot clean and let Hu Dacheng continue to burn the fire, six or seven people eat, one dish is obviously not enough.

Seeing this yellow and crisp pickled cabbage, she actually wanted to make a sauerkraut fish. But it's hard for a good woman to cook without rice, let alone fish, and she can't afford to eat vegetables.

Widow Xie can't take care of the family, the vegetable garden is usually taken care of by Hu Ximei, and some cabbage, radishes, beans, eggplants and the like are also planted, but those have to be sold in the town for money.

Ji Yu cut the remaining sauerkraut into fine pieces, squeezed out the juice, and fried the water in the pot to set aside.

Scoop a little bit of vegetable oil from the vegetable oil tank, when the oil is burned to sixty percent hot, fry the dried chili pepper section until fragrant, and then put in the sauerkraut and fry quickly, wait for the sauerkraut to fry the fragrance, add salt out of the pot.

As soon as the meal was served, it happened that Widow Xie and his second son Hu Liang came back from the field with a hoe, washed their hands and sat down to eat.

At the dinner table, several people were immersed in hard work, and they didn't care about talking.

Don't mention the tofu dregs, sauerkraut is eaten every day, and I have long been tired of eating it, but today is very different.

It was sour, crispy, and sandwiched in the black dough cake, and even the dough that I usually felt like was pulling my throat became delicious. Pick a little in the rice porridge bowl, snoring and snoring a few bites, eager to swallow all the tongue.

When he put down the chopsticks and ate all the rolling melons with round belly, Hu Dacheng had a long hiccup.

Ji Yu knew that they might not be so full, in fact, it was more of a psychological satisfaction.

That's why she loves good food.

In the past, after work, she liked to go to the vegetable market the most, buy the ingredients and go back, and make the recipes for herself by herself. When the stomach is warm, people will have a sense of satisfaction, and that satisfaction is very close to happiness.

Ji Yu thought in her heart, when the situation is better in the future, she will cook a few more delicious dishes for them.

Widow Xie put down the bowl that had been cleaned up and wiped the corners of her mouth.

She was born with a lack of cooking tendons, and she tasted nothing in her hands. Several children were afraid of her messy hodgepodge, and Hu Liang took over the responsibility of cooking when he was a little older.

Although he can barely do it, he is afraid of comparison. No, Ji Yu has only been at home for a few days, and she has raised their appetites.

Widow Xie was a little puzzled: "Who did you learn this from?" I remember what happened on the stove, your mother was not good at it. ”

"That...... Others cook, and I will follow along. ”

Ji Yu vaguely asked, and then asked her more concerned questions.

"By the way, Aunt Xie, I want to ......"

As soon as she started here, Widow Xie began to raise her eyebrows: "Don't mention it to me about going back, although the roof has been repaired, there is nothing covered, you can live here with peace of mind, and there is no shortage of your food!" ”

Ji Yu couldn't cry or laugh.

Two days ago, Hu Liang took Hu Dacheng to repair the big hole on the roof of the shack, and she wanted to move back that day, but she was given a good training by Widow Xie.

In fact, the Hu family didn't have any extra bedding, and she stayed behind to squeeze on a kang with Xie widow Hu Ximei.

And although the Hu family is not to the point of lack of food, they are not rich, and before Ji Yu came, they only ate two meals a day.

Through getting along in the past few days, Ji Yu can be regarded as having a better understanding of Widow Xie.

She has a bad reputation in the village, she is notoriously spicy, many people don't like her, and she doesn't know how to speak, but she is really good to Ji Yu.

She brought Ji Yu to the house, and the children did not alienate her for fear of being "grammed".

Ji Yu is grateful, this is the first family-like warmth she felt in Dafeng Village.

This warmth was heavy, so Ji Yu couldn't sit still.

She is not used to passively accepting the kindness of others, and she hopes that she can have the ability to give back as soon as possible.

"Aunt Xie, where do you want to go, I want to ask you ......"

Ji Yu has been thinking about ways to make money, and that day she went to the river with Widow Xie to wash her clothes, and saw that her hands were red and swollen and ulcerated.

When I asked, I found out that she was working in the silk reeling workshop in the town, and her hands had to be soaked in the water of the silkworm cocoon often, the water was dirty, and the roots of her fingers would rot after a long time.

I really couldn't bear the pain, so I went to the town hospital to take a look, and spent more than a dozen dollars to buy a small bottle of purple potion and came back to apply, the effect was not very good, and the cocoon water was still the same when I touched it.

She was not the only one, but all the women in the workshop. I found a lot of home remedies, but it was useless, so I could only grit my teeth and endure it.