"Loose rice!" Ruan Haoyan's face full of smiles instantly collapsed.

Hongwan Village only had the harvest in 1981, and it was only in the following year that the family had enough wheat to eat.

Ruan Haoyan remembers clearly that before she was seven years old, the most she ate at home was bud grain noodles, and she could only eat eight points full.

Because the annual distribution of wheat is limited, in order to make them eat better, my father and mother mixed some white flour with the dry food they carried to school, but the steamed buns that my father and mother ate were either mixed with some black flour or pure bud grain noodles.

However, Tian Xinmiao, who grew up in the mountains, did not know about this situation, because before she arrived at home, she was afraid that the most she ate was buckwheat noodles, millet noodles and other multigrain noodles.

"Haoyan doesn't like to eat loose rice?"

"Well, loose rice is really not delicious, sister-in-law, shall we change the food?"

Tian Xinmiao tried hard to suppress the desire in his heart for bud grain noodles and nodded, "Okay, then let's eat egg noodles!" ”

She wanted to talk about slurry noodles, but she remembered that she had just eaten slurry noodles at noon, so she changed her words before the words came out.

"Egg noodle sheets?" Ruan Haoyan had a faint question in her eyes, but she nodded quickly.

Although she didn't know what the noodles were, they were much better than loose rice with eggs.

But Tian Xinmiao regretted it after saying 'egg noodles', in this era, an egg can be sold for a dime, and a dime can buy two boxes of matches.

Tian Xinmiao's face was embarrassed, "Haoyan, are there many chickens raised by my mother?" ”

In the past two days, she has not done any other housework except cooking.

And she didn't seem to see a chicken coop or chicken coop in the yard, and she even began to wonder if there were chickens at home.

Hearing Tian Xinmiao's question, Ruan Haoyan seemed to understand, and her face couldn't help but be gloomy, "Sister-in-law, there were originally twelve chickens raised by my mother, two roosters, and one hen. ”

Speaking of this, Ruan Haoyan couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly: "When you married your eldest brother, you killed a rooster and two hens, and now there are only nine left." ”

Tian Xinmiao silently calculated in his heart, eight hens, each with an egg a day, so it shouldn't matter if three or four are used to make dough sheets, right?

"Sister-in-law, forget it, let's make loose rice!"

Ruan Haoyan paused in her tone and continued: "I'm afraid there are not many eggs there in my mother's place. ”

Seeing Ruan Haoyan's extremely embarrassed expression, Tian Xinmiao did not ask the question in her heart, but nodded, "Then eat loose rice, sister-in-law will definitely find a way to make you something delicious." ”

"Hmm!" Ruan Haoyan tried her best to look happy, "Sister-in-law, what can I do now?" ”

Ruan Haoyan let go of Tian Xinmiao's arm, and the desire for egg noodles in her heart was suppressed by her efforts, and asked Tian Xinmiao with a serious face.

"You first help your sister-in-law go to the yard and pluck five or six spinach, two green onions, three or four small cabbages, and pinch some green onion leaves and coriander."

"Okay!" Ruan Haoyan, who had already figured it out, responded briskly, and then turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

Ruan Haoyan glanced at the kitchen, looked at the left half of the cabinet containing white noodles, and decisively walked to the right half of the cabinet, uncovered the lid on it, and when she saw almost as many buds as white noodles, the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

She scooped up the dough and prepared it, then took out the artichoke, carrots, and white turnips and began to wash them.