The cold rain had drifted all night, and it was wet everywhere, and the reeds under the thatched eaves were still hanging with water beads.

Today is Wang Yongping's 36th birthday, if anyone in the family has a birthday in the past, then the main owner can eat an egg and a bowl of longevity noodles.

"Mother, are you going to make meat? How to eat this meat, can it be made into pickles and button meat, and it will be eaten. Wen Ming gathered around the kitchen with a group of younger brothers.

It was not Li Aling's turn to burn the fire today, she took her clothes to the river early in the morning, she knew that the family was going to eat well today, and she didn't know if she could share a piece.

Liu Chunlan slipped out the pork belly in the jar and brought a basin of water to wash the blood stains on it herself.

There is inevitably a lot of pig hair on the pork, Fang Cuiying complained: "This craft is not as good as my father's half a point, this pig hair can't be shaved clean, and there are no pig hair tongs at home." ”

"Cook it and pluck it with your hands, you can't stand us plucking this pig hair with me." Zhang Guihua is cutting a large pot of white radish, which is today's side dish.

"Go and go, don't be around here, you can't spread your legs, take your younger brothers out to play."

The boys who were blasted out were reluctant to give up, that piece of meat was so big, and they had to eat two more pieces of meat today.

"Mother, remember to leave me a little, I will go fishing with Xiaoyuan, can you make us a grilled fish at night."

"Make fish soup, fish soup is also delicious."

Liu Chunlan couldn't help being entangled, but she wouldn't agree to let them go to the river alone, what if they fell into the water.

"Let's go cut the rabbit grass, and when you come back from cutting, you can start eating."

A few boys actively took the guy and rushed out of the door, and the house was finally a lot cleaner.

The flames in the stove were not big or small, and they had just licked the bottom of the pot, and a puff of green smoke came out of the pot.

There was a thud, and the fat and thin slices of meat crackled in the pot, and the smell of lard filled the whole room.

"I'll go and close the window and door, this fragrance can waft out more than ten miles away, if that dog-nosed person knows that our family eats meat."

Fang Cuiying closed the kitchen all around, and the whole room was filled with oil smoke.

Liu Chunlan stir-fried the meat slices in the pot, and the hala seeds were about to flow out, fragrant, really fragrant.

The white fat meat is simmering in the hot pan, and after a while, a small pot of bottom boils out.

Li Zhenxiang controls the heat, the heat of this thing is very important, if it is burned big, the meat will be dry.

Fang Cuiying held a jar, wiped it clean, and used it to hold lard.

Spoonfuls of lard were scooped into the jar, and not a drop was willing to fall, and I was even more eager to shovel the oil and water in the pot.

A large pot of white radish is poured into the pot, mixed and stewed together, a bamboo partition is added on top, and vegetable buns are put on it, of course, the rarest thing is a bowl of steamed eggs.

It was not lively at noon, and An Ran was placed in a chair with a board on it to put a bowl or catch the food she leaked out.

Today's atmosphere is even happier than the New Year, full of a large pot of dishes, although it is still radish and cabbage, it is indeed fragrant and drooling.

"That's a big chunk!" Wang Yongye quickly got a piece from the basin with his bare hands and put it in his mouth, and called for incense.

"You haven't eaten meat in 800 years! It's not served yet! Fang Cuiying, who brought the chopsticks, saw that her man seemed to have never eaten, and knocked on his hand with chopsticks.

The man exclaimed in pain and said with a smile: "Isn't it that I haven't eaten a good meal of meat in eight hundred years, and the most refreshing time to eat is when I marry you." ”

"Of course it's refreshing, it's not that my father killed two domestic pigs and made your mouth full of oil, and now you will have a flammy tongue."

After laughing and scolding, the two sat next to each other again, waiting for the family to come to the table.

And each of the boys will carry a bowl with a bowl of mush.

Liu Chunlan took a large soup spoon and scooped a spoonful of radish into each child's bowl, then used chopsticks to pick out five pieces of meat from the basin and put them in their bowls.

"This small piece, I want a big piece, auntie, you can change it for me." Wen Yuanjian sandwiched a small one, which was half smaller than the others.

"You kid, take this piece."

Wen Yuan, who got a large chunk, was so happy that he put it in his mouth when he picked it up, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

The boys who haven't gotten the pieces of meat in the back are all swallowing their saliva and looking forward to it.

When it was Li Aling and Li Aliu's turn, according to Liu Chunlan's meaning, it was one piece per person, but the old man spoke, saying that he was happy today, and every doll was the same.

Although he said this, Li Aliu would still find that the meat of him and his sister was very small, but he was also very satisfied, and took Li Aling to eat under the eaves outside the house.

In the Wang family, only adults can be served, and there is only one table, and the children are all allocated meals and eat in that place if they like to eat.

Basically, the boys would go back to their sleeping places, either standing or sitting on the edge of the bed and eating.

"Fourth brother, why don't you eat meat, isn't it delicious?" Wen Bo stood next to him with a bowl that was still a little mushy, and his two round eyes stared directly at the white slices of meat.

"I like to save the good food for last."

"Oh......"

"I said Xiao Qi, don't stare at the meat in your fourth brother's bowl, your eyes are going to fall into his bowl."

Wenbo tried to look away when he heard what his eldest brother said, but a piece of meat appeared in his bowl.

"Thank you, fourth brother, fourth brother is the best." Wen Bo, who was holding a bowl, came to Wen Jing's side to spread joy.

"By the way, Fu Bao hasn't eaten meat yet? Leave half a piece for her. As he spoke, he sent the half of the surviving piece of meat in his mouth to Fu Bao.

An Ran looked at this half of the piece of meat with tooth marks, the child likes it very much but still wants to give it to her, you better keep it for yourself to eat, she hasn't grown her teeth well now.

Knowing that his sister can't eat meat now, Wenbo is relieved to eat it in his stomach.

The adults are also satisfied today, Wang Yongping doesn't know why his father wants to give him a grand birthday, today's meal is quite expensive.

An Ran enjoyed it the most, she finally didn't eat radish, today she ate white porridge boiled with millet, and a small bowl of steamed eggs, mix them together, fragrant, especially egg custard, in fact, this egg is all from the farm, and Daddy Wang didn't sell it and kept it back.

When cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, An Ran also left half a bowl of rice and egg custard, and let Daddy Wang make the decision to give the youngest Wenbo to eat.

Liu Chunlan's original intention was to keep it hot at night and another meal, so as not to redo it at night, which would be a waste.

Zhang Guihua will not help at this time, and the left and right will fall into her son's mouth.

Of course, the one who dared not speak the most was Li Zhenxiang, her daughter ate better than the pillars of the family, and I don't know why her father-in-law liked her baby so much.

Is it because there are really too many children with handles in the family, that is, a rare granddaughter, is it really that ridiculous dream, to say that Fubao does have some blessings on his body.