Chapter Twenty-Eight: Fried Potatoes

Do you have to have a baby? Qian Yan doesn't know much about this, she only knows that there will be a banquet when she gets married.

"Actually, you can eat delicious food, such as crispy pork, braised pork or something." An Huai didn't know much when she saw that she didn't know much about it, so she explained it to her.

"Crispy meat?" The last time I was seven, I ate very well, could it be better than that time?

The Wang family started to stew chicken soup early in the morning, and the fragrance was all over the yard, Wang Sanni swallowed her saliva, Shen Tianyan must have smelled this smell, it should be very greedy now, right?

Thinking of Shen Tianyan's greedy look, she couldn't help but be happy, the chicken soup hadn't been stewed yet, she pushed open the courtyard door and ran next door.

The sky was overcast and seemed to be raining, so Qian Yan was not in the yard, and after An Huai left, he went to the hall to watch Su Yicheng do his homework.

It should be an exam, and now Su Yicheng is holding a stack of thick test papers and writing, and she glanced at it next to her, but she didn't understand, and when she was about to take a closer look, she found that Sanni was coming.

"Brother Yicheng is doing his homework?" Sanni ran to the other side of Su Yicheng and leaned on the table to watch Su Yicheng do his homework.

She knew that she couldn't go to school, so she admired the person who wrote and drew on paper.

"That's right, Yan Yan will take Sanni out to play, and when my brother finishes writing this volume, I will cook for you." Su Yicheng said to Qian Yan, he didn't feel anything when his sister was guarding him, but it felt strange to be guarded by an outsider!

Seeing Su Yicheng's discomfort, Tanyan could only take Sanni to the yard to play, the yard wanted to play very much, but she didn't want to play with Sanni, who knows what bad ideas this child was thinking.

"Isn't your family busy lately?" Qian Yan asked, listening to An Huai's meaning, it seems that the next door is going to do something big recently.

"It's busy, my mom came back with my brother, do you smell it? The chicken soup stewed in my house in the morning is delicious! Sanni said in a show-off tone.

Boy? Is this here to show off? Qian Yan twitched the corners of her mouth, does she seem to be attracted to someone who can be attracted to a little chicken soup? Is she short of chicken soup?

"It's really fragrant, you better go back and guard the chicken soup, otherwise your two sisters will drink it up." said speechlessly, she is not a weasel spirit, she likes to eat chicken so much!

Why doesn't she look envious at all!? Sanni was not convinced, why was she coveted to death before, but now she finally has the opportunity, but she is so calm!

"No, my eldest sister will definitely keep it for me!" Sanni said angrily, the second sister won't care about her, and even wishes she could eat alone, but the eldest sister is different, she won't care about herself!

The eldest sister of the Wang family is indeed a good person, although she has only seen her a few times, she can feel it.

"Be kind to your eldest sister in the future." It's a pity that the other two sisters are not fuel-efficient lamps, especially Wang Sanni.

"You have to take care of it!" After saying that, she left without looking back, she was actually panicking for a long time, what if her mother was too good to eat, and the second sister and two people, what if she ate all the chickens?

Li Muqing, who was outside, came to play with Tianyan, and just happened to meet Wang Sanni, who had left, and hurried home.

"What is she doing so fast?" Li Muqing was holding two peaches in her hand, and when she came over, she stuffed one into Qian Yan's hand: "My dad went to the town to buy it, it's sweet, you can taste it!" ”

Peaches are the size of a palm, and when you smell it, you have a strong peach fragrance, which is a taste that cannot be smelled in later generations.

"It's so fragrant, it's the season to eat peaches?" In the current era, there are no grafted fruits, and there are no greenhouses, and eating fruits is seasonal, but such fruits are the best!

"Yes, there will be apples and pears in a while, and when my brothers are on vacation, there will be watermelons!" Li Muqing went to the edge of the pool, washed the hair on the peach, and put it in her mouth and took a bite.

Qian Yan took the peach to the hall and gave it to Su Yicheng, she couldn't eat alone.

"Where did the peaches come from?" Su Yicheng looked at the peaches on the table with some surprise, these fruits are only available in the town, and the price is also very expensive, so their family rarely eats them.

"Mu Qing gave it to me, brother, give you half of it." Qian Yan pointed to the peach, and then pointed to Su Yicheng.

It turned out to be Li Guangyang's younger sister, and the Li family's father often went to the town to sell meat, and he made a lot of money, and it was normal for him to be able to afford to eat fruits.

"Brother doesn't eat it, Yan Yan can eat it himself." My sister has never eaten anything good, and finally has a peach, how can he fight with her?

If Qian Yan heard what Su Yicheng was thinking, she would be speechless, although she was not too rich, but the treatment of the Demon Management Bureau was still good, and she did not treat them badly in terms of food.

"No, if you don't eat it, I won't eat it." puffed out his little face, and looked like "I'll be very angry if you don't eat".

Su Yicheng helplessly pinched his puffy little face, stretched his waist, took the peaches to the sink to wash them, and then held the peaches and broke them into two sides, and handed her the big one.

Knowing that Su Yicheng would not be half the size, he didn't say anything anymore, took the peach and took a bite, it was indeed very sweet.

Li Muqing outside looked at all this enviously, if her brother could be half as good as her brother, then would she still have to fight with him every day?

Shen Huiru and Su Ziqiang were not at home today, and they would not come back for lunch, so Su Yicheng came out with half a bag of potatoes and began to peel them.

"Don't you steam rice?" Qian Yan watched Su Yicheng's movements on the side, he used to steam rice and then peel potatoes, why is it different today?

"Mom and Dad are not at home, and we can't eat much, so let's fry potatoes at noon." Su Yicheng immersed himself in peeling potatoes, and at this time he seemed to have become a peeling machine.

The most important thing in the village is potatoes, every family will plant a lot, the big ones can eat by themselves, and the small ones can be chopped and fed to pigs, chickens and ducks.

Oil was poured into the pot, Su Yicheng asked Qian Yan to look at the fire, Li Muqing knew that Qian Yan would not set the fire, and also came over to help.

In fact, there is another reason for deciding to fry potatoes, after eating Li Muqing's things, no matter what, he has to return them, Su Yicheng doesn't want to owe others a favor, so he left Li Muqing and fried potatoes together.

After the oil is hot, pour down the cut potatoes, turn them over and wait for them to be fried, and take advantage of this effort, and take out the chili noodles mixed with salt and monosodium glutamate, which is just the most basic dipping sauce.

The potatoes are fried golden, and after they are fished out, the whole house is filled with the fragrance of fried potatoes, and they are eaten together with the chili noodles, which is the taste of childhood.

On the other side, when Wang Sanni got home, she waited for the chicken soup to boil, and the potatoes were fried next door, and she also wanted to eat them, but she thought that the chicken soup was much more expensive than potatoes, so she didn't want any potatoes anymore.

There is only half a chicken stewed in the pot, although the weather is not very hot now, but it has been a lot hotter, there is no refrigerator at home, and it is easy to get rancid if you can't finish stewing too much.

Zhao Shuzhen obviously didn't eat well outside, after eating a bowl of chicken and drinking two bowls of chicken soup, she still felt that she was not full, and the last little chicken soup left was also eaten by her with rice.