In rural areas, there are generally two stoves, some have one on one side, some are connected on both sides, and the other stove is connected to the kang, which is generally constantly on fire in winter, and the indoor temperature can also be boiled hot water.

Yun Shu's house is the kind of two stoves connected together, and the iron pot is also one big and one small.

In the first few years, the big steelmaking ate canteen, the iron pots were handed over and taken to make iron, and after the canteen was disbanded, the village couldn't find a way to buy pots, because the iron pots not only wanted money, but also industrial rolls.

At that time, not to mention the industrial rolls that only workers in the village, most people did not even have money at home.

It was the eldest girl who thought of a way to make dozens of families in the village buy enough pots.

Yun Shu shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, steamed the rice, and began to clean up the fish.

I am grateful that I learned to cook when I lived alone, otherwise no matter how good the ingredients are, it would be in vain to catch up with the eldest lady who does not touch the spring water.

On the one hand, they are naturally spoiled by their children, and they have never said a word about money and things, but on the other hand, they are strict with their own things.

Yun Shu grew up in the countryside until she was twelve years old, and most of the breakfast was made by her brother, who was only three years older than her, when she went to school, and her mother didn't care.

Yun Shu has been washing his own clothes since he was eight years old, hand rubbing or washing the washing machine casually, and his mother doesn't care.

So Yun Shu's hands-on ability has always been good. After living by myself, I was tired of eating outside food, so I studied according to the recipe, and it tasted good.

These two flower lambs are more than a pound in total, and there is no seasoning at home except salt, so Yun Shu decided to steam.

However, she still smuggled some soy sauce and cooking wine from the space, added some green onions, ginger and garlic, marinated the fish, put it in the fish plate, and steamed it directly in the pot.

After cooking the fish, Yun Shu looked at the crickets in the bucket, these things are too squeamish, this is only a long time, there is no vitality, no wonder it was almost extinct in the 21st century.

Yun Shu simply scooped it up, dug up the thin mud from the front yard, wrapped it one by one and stuffed it into the kang stove, and called it "flower shrimp".

After putting away the stove, Yun Shu went to the front yard to give cabbage and radish seedlings, and the seedlings that came out of the room can be used as vegetables, and they will be eaten tomorrow.

By the time Da Zhuang went home with his pocket, the smell of fish and rice had already come out, but fortunately, the eldest girl's house was partial, otherwise the gossip would reach the ears of the eldest grandmother and the second aunt, and I don't know what would happen.

After Da Zhuang came back, he plugged in the door first, and couldn't wait to say, "It's so fragrant, sister, what delicious food have you made?

Yun Shu took the pocket in Da Zhuang's hand, opened it and saw that it was a handful of soybeans, about two taels. I saw him stretching his neck and looking into the hall, and said with a smile: "First fetch water to wash your face, see if you are dirty." ”

Da Zhuang also looked at his body and smirked: "It's enough to bury it." Then he looked at his sister with some doubts: "Sister, I find that you are talking better and better." ”

Yun Shu's heart suddenly changed, and when he saw that his younger brother didn't pay much attention to it, he put his mind at ease, "You'll know when you go to school, everyone with a little culture speaks Mandarin." It's like the Beijing dialect spoken by Uncle Gu who came to our family last year. ”

Speaking of going to school, Da Zhuang's face is full of loss, if his father and mother are still there, he will also go to school in the spring next year.

In the 60s, the school still enrolled students in the spring, and the primary school system was six years, in addition to the winter and summer vacations, there were also autumn harvest holidays. Because of the long winter, it will be a winter vacation after entering the wax moon.

Because the mountain road is not easy to walk, the eldest girl goes to school at the age of 8 and will go to the third grade in the spring next year.

Yun Shu patted his younger brother's head, "Don't worry, my sister has her own way to go to school, hurry up and wash your face and hands, and see what delicious food has been made for you." ”

Da Zhuang washed his hands and face, Yun Shu also opened the pot, looking at the snow-white rice and golden millet steamed rice, as well as the fragrant steamed fish, Da Zhuang's eyes widened.

"Sister, where did these things come from?" and then said distressedly: "How can you eat like this, it's too bad." ”

Yun Shu looked at his little adult-like brother, it seemed that he would not be able to eat if he didn't let him know about the existence of the secret room in advance.

"I'll show you something, my sister forgot about it before, she had a heat stroke, and her brain was dizzy, and she actually remembered it. ”

Yun Shu said, pulling Da Zhuang to the front yard and going down to the cellar, and then Da Zhuang watched in surprise as his sister lifted the straw mat and revealed the secret room behind the wooden door.

I saw that in the secret room now, there is not only a bag of rice, a bag of noodles, a jar of salt, a jar of oil, but also some eggs, bacon, and chicken.

I still remember the cotton, silk, and leather in the wooden box, and even my father's hunting bow and a dagger.

Looking at the jar of precious malt milk essence and the dozens of cans stacked together, Da Zhuang swallowed his saliva and suppressed his voice to the point where he couldn't hear it.

"Sister, this is all saved by my mother?"

Yun Shu nodded, and showed him the iron box containing the money, but the little yellow croaker was not revealed, "There are still a hundred yuan in it, don't worry, my sister will never let you starve again in the future." ”

Da Zhuang blinked, touched the hunting bow left by his father, and tears fell from his eyes, "Sister, I don't go to school anymore, I will learn to hunt in the mountains in the future, we can always support ourselves." ”

Yun Shu closed the door of the secret room, put down the straw mat, and then patted Da Zhuang's head, "Don't worry, in the future, sister, you and Xiao Zhuang will all be college students, a family of three college students, you can give your father and mother a long face." We are not wild children who no one cares about, if anyone dares to bully you in the future, my sister will fight with them. ”

Out of the cellar, the two sisters and brothers ate two large bowls of rice with steamed fish and Kaolagu.

After the meal, Da Zhuang touched his stomach and burped, "It's so full, my sister's cooking is much better than before." ”

Yun Shu said without raising his head: "The craftsmanship taught by my mother, where will it be bad, when I ate at home before, the second aunt gave some cornmeal and sorghum rice, but it was just porridge, no matter how you got it, it was that taste."

Today's seasonings are all borrowed from my brother Fusheng's family, and when our family buys these things in the future, we will make them for you every day. ”

Da Zhuang heard this and waved his hand, "You can't eat like this every day, although there is a lot of food left by my mother, but in the future, we will raise Xiaozhuang and Xiaoya, malt milk essence is just such a can, you can only feed rice soup if you don't eat it, and the rice at home still has to be saved."

In the past, you could have changed the milk from the cows and sheep in the village, but now, the milk is not enough for the lambs and calves.

Although our grandfather is the head of the village, even if my aunt wants to drink milk, she is not allowed to squeeze it, saying that this is called digging a corner of socialism.

Sister, you don't remember, it was last year, I made a fuss for half a month about this matter, but my father came back, and my mother sent me a can of malt milk essence to settle the matter. ”

Yun Shu thought about it carefully, and then found out this matter from the eldest girl's memory, at that time, the jar of malt milk essence was planned to be shared by the eldest girl with her two children and Xiao Wu of the second uncle's family.

Later, because of the milk incident, he was given to the eldest aunt and taken to the county seat.

Uncle Yun was really speechless about this family's superlative, so he nodded, "Listen to you, wait for my sister to go up the mountain to hunt pheasants for you in the future, and make chicken stewed mushrooms." ”

The two sisters and brothers ate happily, Da Zhuang rushed to brush the bowl and pot, and only sighed about his wooden guy and was not afraid of falling, and did not ask a word, only Yun Shu breathed a sigh of relief At the same time, he also had a certain understanding of the child's sometimes sensitive and sometimes sloppy temperament.