Author: Xiaoyuer loves to dance

"Brother Pan is back?"

Before reaching the door of the house, he met his aunt who was returning home. Mu Pandi shouted sweetly to her: "Well, aunt just came back from the fields!"

Zhang Cuihua glanced at Mu Pandi and raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Isn't that right? Do you think there are a few of you who are just like you? They don't have to go to the fields and just study."

These sour words made Mu Pandi, who had never experienced social beatings, not know how to deal with it.

"What my aunt said, no matter what age we do, we must follow the laws of nature."

Mu Xiyang's words, neither gentle nor serious, were like a slap on Zhang Cuihua's face, and the corners of her mouth twitched. She also wanted to quarrel with her, but when she saw the pork belly on her hand, her expression immediately changed.

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"That's because you who have studied are different. It's not like us who only dig in the soil all day long."

Mu Xiyang didn't want to pay attention to the other party, took the little sister's hand and walked inside.

Because I have to go to work in the afternoon, there is no one at home right now.

Looking at the wall erected in the middle, Mu Pandi blinked again and again.

"Look at your worthless look. Do you think it's fun for me to coax you out of nothing?" Mu Xiyang put down her schoolbag and walked straight to the kitchen.

She likes the new kitchen better than the old one. Two words - bright and open!

The cutting board is also new. The one in the old kitchen is moldy and the cut vegetables still have an indescribable smell. I don't know if they should be replaced.

"Stop looking, come in and light the fire."

"Okay!" Mu Pandi, who knew his sister was going to make braised pork but hadn't seen meat for a long time, ran faster than a rabbit.

It is absolutely right for children of poor people to become parents early. Especially girls, they may be talked about as losers from birth. Therefore, they have a strong desire to survive, as long as they can stand firm, they will

Will help the family members do what they can.

Washing, cooking, sweeping the floor and doing hygiene are all within easy reach for Mu Pandi.

Anyway, the old lady couldn't come up with any delicious food after searching and searching, as long as it can be cooked.

This is probably something that all rural people are accustomed to!

No one likes to cook after a tiring day, and besides, you have to go back to work after eating, so it’s good to have someone willing to do it.

Also, especially in the summer, you can break out into a sweat even if you don't go into the kitchen, let alone with such a big stove. After cooking a meal, it's like taking a shower.

Mu Pandi quickly picked up the bundled corn stalks and lit them, then put the dried bamboo poles in, and then put some dry firewood sticks in after the fire was strong.

After the pot was red, Mu Xiyang put the skin side of the pork belly in his hand into the pot. He heard a sizzling sound instantly. After the skin was charred, he added water to the pot.

Pork skin was also a rare commodity in this era, and even though it looked burnt, Mu Pandi felt a little distressed, but did not say anything.

Mu Xiyang picked up the brush and brushed the burnt parts clean, and the browned flesh was exposed, which made Pandi salivate.

The pot washing water containing oil and water cannot be wasted. It is best used to feed pigs.

Add ginger slices and cooking wine to the water, then cook the pork belly until firm and take it out.

Then cut the pork belly into small pieces and fry it in a pan until the skin is rolled up. Add a few peppercorns so that there is no fishy smell.

"Don't underestimate the process of cooking meat, it's also very important." Mu Xiyang explained to her little sister while cooking.

In addition to answering her questions, I also hope that she will do it next time. It is better to teach a person to fish than to teach a person to fish. Whenever there is a skill, it is the most important.

"Yeah, I understand." Looking at the sugar-colored meat in the pot, she didn't dare to open her mouth to speak for fear of drooling out.

Mu Xiyang couldn't help but laugh, and took out a mouthful of White Rabbit toffee from her pocket, which she bought at the supply and marketing cooperative last time: "Here, take a candy to satisfy your craving, and I'll stir-fry some pickles for you with the remaining meat.

You take it to school to have a meal."

After all, there are still very few rich people in this era, so the canteen can steam rice. Generally, students who live on campus will bring their own rice and pickles.

The same goes for Mu Pandi, but before that, he only grabbed some pickles and pickled radish and went directly to school to eat without adding meat. When he suddenly heard his sister say this, he couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Sister, our family is rich?"

"To make a fortune, I just need to have food for you. I am a grown-up girl myself. When you are in school alone, don't just go out with others. Just study hard and study hard. Don't waste the talent you have."

Although he knew that Mu Pandi was a very strict self-discipline, Mu Xiyang still couldn't help but give him some advice.

"I know, why haven't I seen you for a few weeks? I'm just like my mother."

"If you think I'm verbose, don't eat my cooking later."

Even though he said this, Mu Xiyang's hands didn't stop at all. He scooped the super good pork belly into the pot on the side stove and simmered it slowly over low heat.

Then I grabbed a pot of pickles from the jar, chopped them up, added the minced meat to the pot and sauteed until fragrant, then poured in the chopped pickles.

The aroma was no worse than that of braised pork, and the smell of pickles was already stronger. At this time, those who were still working in the fields couldn't help it.

"Yang Chunmei, Yang Chunmei, it's really unreasonable for you not to ask us to come to your room for dinner today."

"That's right, you said that after the water in your house, the cooking quality is better than that of the state-owned restaurant. It's really a blessing in disguise."

The woman who worked with Yang Chunmei had an envious look on her face. She also went to see it yesterday. It was also fish, but what Mu Zhaodi made was fragrant.

Why is this?

Is there something different about that pond? If you fall into it once, you can develop a certain skill?

"My wife's cooking has always been delicious, you just didn't realize it before."

How could it be that it was not discovered?

But thinking of Yang Chunmei's aggressiveness before, the woman moved her mouth twice and then shut up.

As for Zhang Cuihua, who was separated by a wall, it was really heart-breaking and she wished she could tear down the wall.

"Mom, why aren't you going to cook?" Mu Xiaoqiang said angrily, looking at the cold pot and stove at home.

Especially the scent coming from next door made him feel bad again.

"I'll do it right away. Just wait. How about you go and drink some malted milk first?" Zhang Cuihua felt angry when she mentioned this. This sister-in-law brings some good things to the old couple from time to time. Who is this sister-in-law?

I haven't even taken it, and the one next door is also heartless, making so much food and not knowing how to order it.

"What are you drinking? It tastes terrible. I want to eat meat." Mu Xiaoqiang looked disgusted, kicked away the broom that fell in the yard, and walked into his room.

Lying on the bed fully clothed, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

The smell next door seemed to follow him around, and you could still smell it even with the door closed.
Chapter completed!