Ran Jia left a bowl of rabbit meat, and let Meng Qigu continue to stir-fry it with chili peppers, and the same goes for pheasants, with a little spicy taste, the deliciousness of the meat will be completely stimulated.

As soon as Meng Qigu heard that Ran Jia asked her to take more than half of herself, she hurriedly waved her hand and bluffed her face and said, "Girl, if you still want to recognize this family, just obediently stuff all the meat into your stomach." This is Ann Orion's body for you, you, you gave us food, not to mention that you can't explain it to others, but the people outside listened to it, and they also thought that our family licked your face and came to the door because of your stuttering.

Moreover, although our family is not rich, there is no shortage of this stuttering, and if you are like this, you will look down on us! ”

Ran Jia smiled and said, "Godmother, look at what you said is a little serious, right?" I have a small appetite, this mountain meat is honest and chewy, and it is not conducive to digestion, so it is better to boil meat porridge. I'll let you take it back to serve snacks for your godfather and make a snack for the children, saving me eight days a month and wasting this deliciousness. ”

Meng Qigu frowned and thought about it after hearing this, and responded happily without shirking, although it was not hot in April, things were already unbearable. Their family ate Ran Jia's supplements, and went back to kill the chickens and ducks at home and only made soup for her. Ran Jia's body is weak, and she has shed so much blood, where can she make up for it by eating meat once?

However, she didn't take them all, leaving Ran Jia with a sharp bowl of rabbit and chicken, as well as a bowl of shredded chicken. The farmer's habit of cooking is more vegetables and less meat, plus the rabbits and pheasants sent by An Xuning are fat, and there are still two large pots left. Meng Qigu used two small porcelain basins to fill half of each basket and put it in the basket, and a small pot of shredded chicken porridge, covered with half-old rags, and hung it from the courtyard wall to the next door with a strong hemp rope.

When she came back, she also explained to Ran Jia with a smile: "We remember the favor that people gave us rabbits and pheasants, but the godmother thought that he must deal with a big man when he eats, anyway, there are many rabbits and pheasants, and our family is not short of sweet potatoes, send a bite to eat, people can also remember your good in their hearts, and it will not be in vain for him to take care of you with the love of the six sons." ”

Ran Jia smiled and nodded, the original owner was the big girl next to her wife, in addition to her ingenuity, she was indeed not as good as another big girl in dealing with people, and many things were stuffy in her heart.

Before, An Xuning carried water and firewood for her, and occasionally gave her a bowl of meat that was cleaned up and simply fried. That bowl of meat is very sincere, without adding a little bit of the dish, it is not very delicious, the original owner is generally cut into meat sauce, and every time he cooks and stir-fries, he puts some on it.

Therefore, this is the first time An Xuning has eaten the food sent in her name.

Speaking of which, An Xuning helped the original owner a lot, but the original owner only sewed two clothes and made two pairs of shoes for him.

Hey, the original owner didn't think deeply that Ran Jia hadn't seen An Xuning pass through it from his memory.

It seems that he really just took care of Meng Xiaoliu's affection, and he was also waiting for Meng Meihe to form a good story after several misunderstandings. After all, this is an article about a female supporting actress, and the world has been biased towards Meng Meihe, so naturally An Xuning, who is the male protagonist, wants to dissociate herself from other women.

Ran Jia urged Meng Qigu to hurry back and deliver the food, saving it from being cold and losing the freshness that had just come out of the pot.

Meng Qigu found another basket, smiled embarrassedly and put the two small and large basins into it, the top was tightly covered with a plate, and then covered with a layer of cotton cloth. When she went out, she walked along the path to the house, and she was still a little weak in her heart as she walked, she really didn't think about greedy people's food, and she also thought about killing her own two chickens to counteract, but she was thin-skinned, for fear of being misunderstood.

Fortunately, everyone started to eat lunch, there was no one on the road, closed her yard, she let out a long breath, and shook her head funny, why do you want others to think about what others think? In the future, the two families have been diligent, so that you have more opportunities to come and go, and you can still worry like this again and again?

As soon as she entered, the grandchildren gathered around, and they hadn't seen her all day and night, and they all shouted affectionately around her legs, but their little eyes were fixed on the scented basket in her hand.

The meal was put on the table, a basket of steamed multigrain steamed buns in the morning, a pot of stewed potatoes, a pot of stewed dried beans, a small dish of scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts, a bowl of pickles stirred with sesame oil, and a bowl of thin corn paste per person.

Their family is good, if the eggs scrambled for the elderly and children are in other homes, they have to be exchanged for money to subsidize the family, a few grains of rice in the soup are good, there are no steamed buns, only cornmeal nests mixed with half of the bran and throat, and the vegetables in the yard at home are sold to the rich families in the city.

Everyone is extremely satisfied every time they eat, but when they come to the table and watch their daughter-in-law, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, and grandmother bring out two pots of meat, their eyes are also straight.

When Village Chief Meng thought about what was going on, his face instantly turned very dark, and before he could pat his chopsticks and ask her to bring things back.

Meng Qigu learned the words again, and also said her own plans.

The village chief's face softened a little, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him, he smiled and scolded angrily: "Our old Meng family lacks your stutter? The dishes are all served steaming, what are you still reserved?

I can say okay, after eating this meal, I haven't had meat for a month, do you have any comments? ”

Everyone shook their heads, and usually fried the meat, and stored some oil and water in the stomach, but the meat of the white flowers was so fragrant that people wanted to swallow their tongues, but the taste was dull compared with the rabbit and pheasant wrapped in sauce and oily flowers at the moment.

Although they all wanted to eat, they still sat down in a regular manner, and waited for Meng Qigu to give each person some, three yuan for each child, two yuan for adults, five yuan for the old man, and a lot of vegetables for each.

The children and the old man each had a small half bowl of shredded chicken porridge in front of them.

Meng Qigu couldn't help but taste two pieces, smashed her mouth, and sighed: "Put more oil and sauce, it's really delicious." ”

Ran Jia had lunch at home, a small plate of stewed rabbit with potatoes, a plate of fried pheasant with dried beans, a bowl of fragrant shredded chicken porridge, and half a steamed bun. Halfway through eating, she heard the sound of the door opening in the courtyard next door, and couldn't help but stop chewing and pricked up her ears to listen.

The man's steps were very light, and she did not make the slightest movement, and she ate slowly little by little, and when she had finished washing the dishes, the basket by the courtyard wall was passed back.

She couldn't help but stand up and take two steps out, her cheeks rising in confusion.

Ran Jia gritted her teeth, she is also a woman from modern times, can she be a little promising, a man she has never met, an ambiguous object in front of the original owner who will compose a good story with others, what is her blushing!

She took a deep breath and walked steadily to the bottom of the wall to get the basket, which she thought was empty, but she didn't expect it to be quite heavy. She untied the basket from the rope and went back to the room and placed it on the table, and when she lifted the broken flower cloth, there were two catties of large cherries wrapped in leaves, each with a purple lustre, and in one leaf was a wild berry, which also weighed two or three catties.

It was hard for her to imagine the five big and three thick men picking the fruit one after the other.

Ran Jia couldn't help but take it out happily, and two layers of leaves were carefully laid under the cherries and wild berries, and below were more than a dozen fresh and fat fish that had been cleaned and were still panting with their mouths open, all of them the size of a palm!

She chuckled and shook her head, her stomach was only bigger, why did he deal with it all, so he left a few in the water tank to raise.

Ran Jia's health was much better, but she still couldn't do fine work like needlework, so she simply pickled more than a dozen fish with green onions, ginger, garlic and salt. She glanced at her spices, after the original owner followed Xiao Liuzi, life was passable, and she was ready to accept the reality, but Xiao Liuzi was gone.

The original owner was even more confused and self-pitying, even if An Xuning was dangling in front of her, she didn't pay much attention, at most as a shield to isolate the sinister outside world. Therefore, the original owner has a good skill, but he does not give full play to it, and the condiments in the kitchen are also ordinary.

Xiaomeng Village, where they live, is quite surplus in more than a dozen nearby villages, at least everyone can eat, and there is no need for the whole family to go out to beg for food when the green and yellow are not available. They are also the only ones in the village who have a small grocery store at the entrance of the village.

Ran Jia took out a handful of copper plates, ready to ask Meng Qigu to help her fill up the seasonings that she could buy when she came later.

Ran Jia took a nap, and as soon as she woke up for a while, Meng Qigu came over, and brought a row of small beans, they stood hand in hand, and bent down in unison and shouted loudly: "Hello aunt!" ”

Ran Jia was overjoyed, beckoned them to come closer, and each of them gave them five copper plates, "Godmother, this is the first time I have seen them as an aunt, and the etiquette that should be due is missing, I will not have the consciousness of being your Meng family." Besides, I'm good at my craft, not bad. ”

Meng Qigu glanced at her angrily, "I wanted to bring them to relieve your boredom, but it turned out to make you break the bank." ”

Hearing the broken fee once, Ran Jia couldn't laugh, "Mother, the word broken money seems to tell how poor your daughter is." ”

Ran Jia is worried that she will be idle, and now that she has a group of small beans, it is easy to pass the time.

She said about buying spices, Meng Qigu knew that the goddaughter who had just received her was a squeamish girl, she was very particular about eating, and she didn't take the frugal preaching that the old man always carried out, and told the children to be obedient and not to make trouble, so she took the big girl to buy spices together.

When the old lady left, a group of children surrounded Ran Jia, their black and white eyes full of undisguised love. This new aunt is so beautiful, just like the fox spirit that the grandmothers who tell stories at the entrance of the village say, not the fox fairy.

"Auntie, will our uncle be a scholar in the future?" A female doll with two strokes asked in a milky voice.

Ran Jia asked in wonder, "Why do you think so?" ”

"Because Xiaoqian is with Ning Shusheng, my aunt is so beautiful, she can also find a handsome scholar, right?"

Degree of literature