Grandma also heard the movement outside the house and went out as well.

"Good grandson, what are you doing when you go out this morning, are you hungry, your mother is really, it's all at this point, and I don't know if I'll come back early."

"Milk, big brother caught a big mouse outside and came back."

Before Luo Cheng could speak, Xiaoyu excitedly helped him answer.

There is an eldest grandson, how can there be two girls in the eyes of grandma, hearing what Xiaoyu said, it is like discovering her and Shishi.

"My eldest grandson is capable, and he hasn't been a soldier for a few years in vain. The cub of the soldier is just unproductive, working in the field every day, and he has no ability to catch a mouse and come back. ”

....

'Ah~cut~.'

"Dad, did I catch a cold when I went to the cart last night, can you let me have another drink at noon."

"Get out, that's your eldest brother honoring me, not only can't you get wine to honor me, but you also want to drink Lao Tzu, isn't it itchy skin?"

"Then why did you promise to invite Uncle Sangen to drink, and I will have another drink."

Rowan didn't pay attention to his son anymore, and promised to invite Sangen to drink, but it wasn't found yesterday. If he didn't agree, he told others that he wouldn't just invite him to drink alone.

The two of them were almost home at this time, and just when they wanted to say something, they heard Luo Xiaoyu's voice.

"Milk, I'll slaughter it."

Kill whom, what's going on? Luo Wen's pace quickened and he saw his eldest son, daughter, and mother outside his house. Luo Bing also heard the voice, and basically followed his father's front and back feet.

"Dad, soldiers, you will come, today the eldest brother caught a big mouse."

The first person to see her father Rowan and Luo Bing coming back was Shishi, and immediately stepped forward to tell them about it, but she didn't know and thought she had caught it.

Grandma saw that her mother hadn't come back yet, so she asked Luo Xiaoyu to peel the rat and fry it. Luo Xiaoyu is a sixteen-year-old girl, and she can stir-fry and cook rice.

Caught a big mouse, this is not really a skill, what is capable is to find a mouse. In these days, rural people are not afraid of rats, but they want to go crazy if they want to eat rat meat. A year ago, Luo Bing could still get one from time to time, but now, the shadow of a mouse is difficult to see.

is worthy of being the unicorn of the Luo family, he is a soldier, and he is powerful at anything.

This~ There is meat to eat again, Luo Bing walked to Xiaoyu's side, took the sack and looked inside, it's so big, it's so cute, I like to die of this thing.

"You go and make a fire and boil water, I will peel this, and I love to do this work."

Luo Bing was about to dispose of this vole with a sack, and in the countryside, this is considered 'serious' meat. It is meat that can be eaten in front of others, and pork can be eaten, which means that the conditions at home are good, which makes people blush. If you catch a mouse, people can only admire your luck, ability, and no jealousy.

Handling mice is very simple, Luo Bing grabbed the sack and threw it on the ground, and the squeaking in the bag stopped immediately. Then Luo Bing directly opened the bag and reached in and took out the mouse, the mouse's leg was still kicking with nerve reflex, and the corner of the mouth was bleeding and there was no possibility of survival.

Then Luo Bing went to the kitchen to find a pair of scissors, filled a basin with some water, and didn't know where to squat to show off the mouse.

Such a hard dish, father Rowan thought of the stored liquor again.

It didn't take long for Luo Bing to come back, and his mother also came, chattering behind him. Luo Bing, this kid was actually damaged, and he took the mouse to the side of the road and stripped it, which was when people came back from the field. Seeing the peeling of mice, who didn't come forward to look at it a few times and said sour words. It's a pity that the poor rats in their own house refuse to come.

Luo Bing was still teasing a few children when he was peeling, and kept saying in front of other children how delicious this rat meat was, and he almost came back with the back of his buttocks.

This rat meat is 'serious' meat, but the person who peeled the rat is not a serious person. When my mother came back, she happened to see it, and scolded him back on the spot.

When my mother came back, she was a little tired on the road, and when she saw her daughter cooking, she sat down to rest.

Luo Cheng looked at the rats peeled by the soldiers, and they were quite clean. The internal organs and head are gone, and they are quite particular. But Luo Cheng thought too much, this mouse didn't want anything but skin and fur, Luo Cheng wouldn't waste anything at all.

The peeled mouse was handed over to Shishi and told her to chop it into small pieces. Luo Bing made a small wooden stick in the firewood room where he lived, and skewered the heart, liver and lungs of the mouse, and finally the mouse head that the mouse had skinned was also strung on top. As for the intestines and messes that he really couldn't eat, he packed them in a small box.

The offal is not eaten, and it is easy to have problems eating. But when there is a real shortage of food, there is a way for this thing to make food. Let them have maggots, and then the maggots are wrapped in paper or leaves, and roasted as they please, which is better than eating grass root bark.

The family was thinking about how to eat this mouse, Luo Cheng was really not interested, he still wanted to eat crabs. But most of the crabs are shells, and there is no meat, and the crabs in the fields are not yellow. Although there are crabs in these years, they really don't like to eat this in previous years, compared with rat meat, for them, one is heaven and the other is underground.

In previous years, the little crabs caught in the fields were all fed to the ducks.

After Luo Bing finished tinkering, he took the initiative to go to the kitchen to burn firewood, mainly because he wanted to roast the heart, liver, lungs and head of the mouse. He was so active in peeling rats, firstly, to show off outside, and secondly, for this thing. For him, it's a rare delicacy.

After Luo Cheng's crabs were cleaned, he put them in the kitchen to help steam, in fact, the crabs signed in by the system were very clean, even if they were alive. But it's a matter of cleaning it and making a appearance.

During the meal, a plate of fried rat meat was served on the table first, and my father looked at it for a long time, but he got up and went to get the liquor and the cup. The soldier took the skewers and did not speak, but followed behind his father. His father glared back at him, but still took out two cups.

"I can only drink half a cup, and I have to go to work in the afternoon."

Hearing his father's words, Bingzi nodded hurriedly, not daring to say a word more.

The rice was still thin, but when Luo Cheng was there, it was much thicker than usual anyway. In the family, except for the grandmother, who sits, the rest is men sitting and women are standing. It's either that the stool is not enough and the table is too small.

Rat meat, Luo Cheng has never eaten it, but he is actually not small in terms of eating, seeing that everyone in the family eats it, he doesn't care, he has a small piece in his mouth, not to mention, it is firmer than ordinary pork, and the taste is quite fragrant. But he didn't lack meat in his stomach, and he dared to be more interested in crabs, so he got some soy sauce as a seasoning, which tasted a little fishier than the crabs of later generations, and there was not much meat, but in fact, the taste was okay.

Luo Bing just sandwiched two pieces of rat meat and didn't eat it, he had a skewer in his hand and left it for others to eat. One mouth, one heart, one liver, and another mouthful, the heart, liver and lungs are gone. Only half a glass of wine, drink it carefully.

Suddenly, Luo Cheng discovered a problem, everyone ate this mouse, and even the bones were bitten and eaten directly. If Luo Cheng hadn't eaten two pieces, this mouse wouldn't even be able to see the bone slag.

The rat's head is even more exaggerated, the roast is not presentable, and the surface is black. It was half gone in one bite, and then chewed slowly in the mouth until it was sparse and swallowed.

My father only drank half a glass, and he had to go to work in the afternoon, and if he drank too much, he was afraid that someone would find out that he smelled of alcohol.

The meal was quickly finished, and consciously left a few pieces of rat meat for my father as a snack.

(If it's not for the fear of viruses or something, in fact, rat meat is indeed better than a lot of meat, and it seems that there are still some places that still sell roasted mice, either bamboo rats or rats.) Don't talk too much, remember to give the ticket after reading it, don't give it, be careful that I feed the rat meat. ）