"You'll know when I'm done. Have a good read! Don't go to school next year and can't catch up with others! Wan Niang tore off the design drawings of the roasted sweet potato stove from the notebook, folded it and put it in her purse, "I'm going to cook!" ”

Although the two children wanted to know who Wanniang was painting and what it was, lunch time was approaching, and they knew very sensibly that they couldn't disturb Wanniang cooking, so they picked up the book and read it again.

Wan Niang washed the rice and put it in the pot and began to cook. Halfway through, Li came back with the child carrying a large basket of things.

"Wan'er, come and hug your brother." Li greeted Wan Niang, who was cooking in the yard.

Wan Niang threw a wooden stick into the stove, hurriedly ran over, and took the younger brother with a finger in his mouth.

Wang Wenyao and Wang Yu heard the sound and also walked out, greeting Li in unison.

"Huh." Li Shi responded, put down the back basket, and took out a large bag of apples, a large bag of pears, two or three catties of pork and a well-cared chicken from the back basket. She took out two apples and handed them to Wang Wenyao and Wang Yu, "Eat apples, I bought a lot of meat, and I will make something for you at noon." ”

"Thank you, Grandma." Wang Yu took the apple and smiled sweetly.

"Thank you, Grandma." Wang Wenyao took the apple and politely said thank you.

"No thanks, no thanks, everyone will be a family in the future, and Xie will be rusty when he comes and goes." Li smiled and said, "Wen Yao, wait for your mother to help me, and you can help me light the fire, okay?" ”

"Okay."

"Grandma, what should I do then?" Wang Yu asked.

"You can take your little uncle and tease your little uncle later. Okay, right? Li asked with a smile.

"Good!" Wang Yu took the order and looked at the small lump of meat balls that Wan Niang was holding in her arms. When the little group saw Wang Yu looking at him, he babbled and opened his hand towards Wang Yu.

"Look at this kid, I like you so much." Li smiled and took out a cradle from the house, took the small meat dumplings from Wan Niang's arms, and put them in the cradle, "Come here, Xiaoyu will help me watch this kid, and your mother and brother will go and make food." ”

"Okay." Wang Yu responded, sat next to the cradle with a bench, picked up the wave breaker in the cradle, and shook it with a clang.

Li smiled and looked at it for a while, then beckoned Wan Niang to go out with the meat she bought and went to the pressurized water well.

Wang Wenyao obediently went to the kitchen shed in the courtyard and guarded the fire in the stove.

Li squatted on the ground with a basin, picked pig hair with tweezers, and Wanniang chose garlic seedlings and pinched peppers to clean them carefully.

"Wait a minute, I'll make a stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts, and then make a pot meat. Your father, I like to eat the back pot meat I make the most. Li Shi used tweezers to tear off the pig's hair on the meat skin, and said to Wanniang with a smile, "Behind the cauldron, you can simmer a pot of chicken soup, Wan'er, you have lost weight." ”

"Slim down and look good!" Wan Niang responded with a smile, "By the way, Grandma, it's a temple fair in two days, I want to make something, do you know where there is a blacksmith who strikes iron?" ”

"What do you need to find a blacksmith for blacksmithing?" Li is puzzled, these people close to the temple are just selling some sorbet syrup snacks, occasionally there will be small toys at the temple fair hairpin flower Chinese knots, but which are all business people, the temple fair can't sell out, you can go to other places to sell.

"Didn't the swallow come back today? She told me that there were a lot of people from the city coming to us at this temple fair, and I wanted to sell roasted sweet potatoes. ”

"Where can you make money baking sweet potatoes? Can you think of baked sweet potatoes to sell? Wouldn't anyone else think of it? Li Shi was a little puzzled, just throw the baked sweet potatoes directly into the stove, it is convenient and fast, "What does it have to do with you looking for a blacksmith?" ”

"Everyone sells roasted sweet potatoes, so I just want to sell something different!" Wan Niang washed the garlic seedlings and peppers, put them in the vegetable basket and drained the water, "Grandma, think about it, they are all roasted in the stove, and their backs will be soft when they go up the mountain, and they will not taste good if they are rotten." It's not clean when it's crushed. I want to make a stove that specializes in roasting sweet potatoes. Freshly baked and sold. ”

"This stove costs at least a dozen yuan, and you can't make it back if you sell it for so many days. No way. Li put away the meat after picking the pig's hair, and walked to the kitchen shed with it.

"Who said I only sold for one day?" Wan Niang also took the dishes and walked to Li's side, Li cut the meat, she cut the vegetables, "If you don't tell me, I'll wait for Abba to come back and ask Abba." ”

"Hmph, ask your Abba!" Li snorted twice, looking angry, but she put down the kitchen knife and went to her house, and after a while, she walked out with the money and handed it to Wan Niang, "Make a stove." ”

"Don't." Wan Niang smiled, Li's knife mouth tofu heart, and said in her mouth that she should ask Abba, but went to the room to get money for her to use as a stove, "I have money, Yanzi paid her salary, and the money was given to me." ”

"You pay back the swallow's money." Li frowned, "People just worked, and there are many places to use money!" Her aunt still has to save a dowry for her, and you return the money to Yanzi. ”

"It's not that I won't pay it back, don't worry, I will definitely pay back Yanzi's money. Anyway, I have enough money, I don't want your money. Wan Niang smiled, "You use this money to buy more cotton clothes for my brother to wear, I saw it just now, my brother's neck is red." It must be the clothes of an uncle and grandson. ”

Wan Niang said, the dish has been cut. She opened the rice that had been steamed a long time ago, Wang Wenyao had been burning the fire, the steam in the steamer was coming out, she took the chopsticks and inserted the rice, felt that the rice was ready, and turned to Li with a smile and said, "Mom, the rice is ready, the stir-fry is done." ”

Li put the money back in his purse and started cutting meat again.

Wan Niang took the steamer out of the pot, scooped the water in the pot clean, and added clean water to wash the pot carefully.

Li Shi saw that the pot was hot, and directly put the freshly cut fat into the pot to fry, and after a while, the fat began to produce oil, and the fragrance quickly spread. I don't know if I don't see the meat, as soon as I see the meat, Wanniang wrapped a bag of saliva in her mouth, Wang Wenyao burned the fire on the side, and she also had a bag of saliva in her mouth.

It's been a long time since their family has used meat to open meat.

Li Shi heard the sound of Wanniang swallowing saliva, and her heart was also sad, and she comforted her mouth, "Just wait a little longer, and when your Abba comes back, we will eat." As he spoke, Li picked out a piece of meat with a spatula, blew it carefully, picked it up with his hand and fed it into Wan Niang's mouth.

Wan Niang was stuffed with a mouthful of oil, but her taste buds were completely barbarian. The fat meat that has been fried out of oil is flavorful without salt, and it is not fatty when it comes out with some oil, so it is not delicious.

Li fed Wan Niang, and picked another piece and fed it to Wang Wenyao, "Don't tell your grandfather that you have eaten secretly, otherwise he will preach again." ”

Wang Wenyao was fed, looked at Li, looked at Wanniang, and lowered his head.

The firelight in the stove reflected his face, and he chewed the salty and moderately fragrant fat in his mouth, which was really delicious, especially delicious.

In fact, he hasn't eaten any meat for two years, and after Wang Jian's leg was broken by a stone in the stone factory, no one in the family bought vegetables and meat. The two brothers and sisters ate, at first, Yan Rong would bring them cold rice and cold dishes, and as soon as he was hot, the two brothers and sisters could eat them, and then after Yan Rong didn't serve them food and rice, he made it himself...... Occasionally, my aunt's unsold vegetables will be given to them, but the meat ...... Still not.

Wang Wenyao lowered his head and held back tears.