There was a large black iron pot on the earthen stove.

Cold oil in the pot, not long after the side of the pot smoked, first throw the fat pieces in, the fried oil is often rising, at this time began to float the aroma of meat, the fat meat turned into a burnt yellow oil residue meat.

Thinly sliced chili peppers are stir-fried in hot oil until fragrant.

This kind of fresh local pork that eats grain rice bran and has not eaten hormone fertilizer is used for stir-frying, and there is no need to marinate it with any seasoning first. If the meat is marinated, it will lose its original flavor and become strange.

As soon as the meat is in the pot, the large round spoon 'Kangji Kangji' is fried in it, so as not to fry the meat in a lump.

The aroma of the meat is stronger, and it wafts out farther.

"Why is this pork so fragrant?"

The aunt who was on the side couldn't help but praise.

Even the old man who washed the pork intestines over there looked back and said with a smile: "Oh, this pork from Yanmei's house is really fragrant." ”

Fragrant, it's really fragrant, that pure meat fragrance.

"No, this meal is a blessing."

"It's so fragrant, this meat."

The big guys all swallowed saliva subconsciously.

A few children who didn't have mobile phones to play games, their eyes were like rhubarb, spinning around the stove.

Stir-fried meat with chili peppers comes out of the pot, followed by stir-fried pork ears and pork head.

The aunt on the side looked at these little guys, took chopsticks and took a mouthful of meat, and laughed and 'scolded': "Little gluttonous ghosts, haven't you eaten anything delicious?" ”

The children's hearts don't mind, this has a piece of meat, just put it in their mouths to eat the thief Huan, and they all ran to watch the game.

On the stove, there is only rhubarb and no meat.

It watched the aunt share a piece of meat by herself, and the tail was wagging and her eyes were staring, and several times she couldn't help but want to get up and get closer, but she sat down again, and sat there obediently.

As a result, there was no meat, no meat was given to it!

Oh~

Villain~

Rhubarb whimpered unhappily, no one paid attention to it, 'whimpered' twice, and then unhappily yelled at the bad guy.

The girl glanced at it, waved her hand, and stomped her foot!

"Go, go, go, where is such a good meat for your dog."

Rhubarb was driven away, scratched his head several times with his paws to hide his embarrassment, and then sat on the edge of the yard and looked at the vegetable patch in front of him.

I want to go to Gongcai cuisine!

Its little head looked back, glanced at the little master, and couldn't arch!

But it doesn't even have meat, can't it even eat vegetables?

It stood up and was about to jump.

"Rhubarb!"

When it turned around, it saw the little master carrying a large chicken leg in front of it.

"Eat."

The family killed a chicken and a duck today, chicken stew, and a beer duck made of ducks.

Her mother was worried about the two little ones who liked to eat chicken thighs, and the two chicken thighs were stewed in water.

Xu Qingzhi came out with a chicken leg.

The big yellow tail instantly shook into a propeller, happily eating the meat.

Xu Qingzhi reached out and touched its head, "Hurry up and eat, don't let those two little guys find out." ”

The two little ones went to play crazy somewhere else, if they were there, Xu Qingzhi wouldn't want to fish the chicken legs out of the pot.

The aunt on the side saw it and said with a smile: "I know, you are really willing, such a good big chicken leg for the dog to eat." ”

Xu Qingzhi could hear it, and there was no malice in his words. It's just that dogs in rural areas have always eaten leftovers, and if good things are given to dogs, it is called wasting food.

Decades ago, it was difficult to eat even a meal of meat in the field. Chickens are kept at home to lay eggs, and chicken legs are the best things, to be eaten by the most favored people in the family, where to get the dog.

Xu Qingzhi smiled and said, "Let's kill the pig today, let's eat well, and let the little things eat something good." ”

When the aunt heard this, she only said, "This dog is blessed." ”

Rhubarb yelled at her unhappily, bad guy, don't give it meat to eat.

Then he was knocked on the head by Xu Qingzhi.

"Rhubarb, don't mess with murderers, be polite dogs."

Rhubarb obediently lowered his head and continued to gnaw on the meat, the chicken bones were chewing and crunching, and the corners of his mouth were cocked while chewing.

After Wang Yanmei finished frying the pig's ears and pig's head meat, she went into the house to fry the vegetables, and changed to another aunt to fry the stir-fried pig-killing dishes in Meicheng.

Stir-fry the pork belly to get the fat, then put down the ginger garlic and chopped flask chili, then add the pork intestines, pork loin and pork liver.

At the end, when it comes out of the pot, garlic leaves are added, and the fragrance is overbearing all of a sudden.

The pig-killing dish in Meicheng is not like the north, and it is stewed in one pot. It's all fragrant stir-frying, the kind that goes well with rice.

Several stoves are started at the same time.

There is also dried bean mounds of meat, but it is a little different from Wang Yanmei's method, this time the pork belly is also fried with oil to make the skin wrinkled, and it tastes more fragrant.

Pig blood is made into pig blood soup, the method is simple, directly fry chili pepper and garlic and other accessories, pour boiling water, add seasonings, put the pig blood into it, and finally sprinkle a few shallots.

There is also a lot of fresh pig blood, which Wang Yanmei and a few aunts will make pig blood balls together in the afternoon.

A fragrant pig-killing meal began to eat, and the big guys squeezed to eat, and sat at two tables.

The children stopped serving the table, and the parents put some food in the rice bowl and told them to go and eat it.

The child didn't like to serve the table, a few people held bowls, stood on the yard dam to eat, inexplicably able to eat, and suddenly ran up.

This one chased that, a child ran so fast that he even fell out with a bowl, and he cried wow-la-wah.

The adults heard it while eating, looked back, and called out to the child's parents that her baby had fallen.

The parents here can still eat a piece of meat and eat a mouthful of food leisurely, and then slowly go out, pick the person up from the ground, first pat the rice on the collar, and then beat the ash on the buttocks two or three times.

"You're not honest when you eat, wow, don't eat if you don't want to."

The child is always sad to cry in that "wow".

Parents who are eating, some continue to eat, and some turn around with rice bowls to help coax their children: "Three babies, don't cry, don't cry, come, there is a chicken wing here, give you a mile, don't cry." ”

The child cried for a long time and was tired.

The snot slipped away, licked his mouth, wiped his nose with his hand, and honestly followed the adult, waiting for his mother to re-feed him.

After finishing it, the adult said to Wang Yanmei embarrassedly: "I broke a bowl in your house." ”

Wang Yanmei waved her hand: "What's there, child." ”

People in the village rarely use the word bear child to describe children, only know that children love to play is nature, as long as it doesn't matter if they make mistakes, they always say 'children' and passes.

The sad three babies who were still crying just now are sitting obediently on the small bench, holding chicken wings and gnawing on the thief.