Wearing Book Seventy, the Rough Hero Makes Money to Support Me Chapter 5 As long as you have a thick skin, you can eat the meal made by your daughter-in-law
Chapter 5 As long as you have a thick skin, you can eat the meal made by your daughter-in-law
She pinched the envelope, and it was bulging. It probably contained a lot of coupons and money. Li Rong didn't open it, she just closed the package, stuffed it into a cloth bag, said hello to the little brother, and left.
She took a walk around the supply and marketing cooperative, bought some soy sauce seasoning, generously cut two kilograms of pork belly, bought a few pieces of pork suet and went back to make lard. She also wanted some pig meat, but it was a pity that she came too late and the pig meat was not available.
, but there is still some big ribs left. There is no meat in the big ribs, so you only need money and no tickets.
Big bone soup supplements calcium. Zhao Qingsong has bad legs, so I just give him a supplement.
Holding a large bag of things, Li Rong accepted the gazes of others openly and got on the bus back to the village.
A group of women were sitting under a big tree at the entrance of the village. Chatting together was a pastime for women in the village. Li Rong brought a lot of things, and a woman greeted her: "Hey, Li Zhiqing, have you sent something from home again?"
"
Several pairs of eyes stared at Li Rong, and some even looked at the things she was holding without hesitation. Li Rong smiled: "Yes, I just got married and didn't work much. My family was afraid that I would have no food, so they sent some
Bring something here."
The women who said this wanted to roll their eyes. When they were not married, she would also receive packages in large and small packages.
Li Rong was the best among these educated youths. She was white and tender, and she looked like a pampered one. Later, someone said that her family was from a working-class family and lived a prosperous life...
It's a pity that she married Zhao Qingsong, who was not considered a girl in the village.
These days, eating good food is easy to attract jealousy from others. Li Rong knew this truth well, paused, grabbed some melon seeds and shared them with them.
The women who collected the melon seeds all said good things, but Li Rong had no intention of chatting with them because she was afraid that any words she said would be misrepresented. Don’t underestimate women’s mouths. When they listen to one word from you, they will say three words when you turn around.
The more ridiculous it was, Li Rong left on the pretext that it was getting dark and she wanted to go home to cook.
As soon as she left, the women started chatting about her:
"Don't look at this Li Zhiqing giving us melon seeds, but when he returns to Lao Zhao's house, he will definitely not give them Mao. Do you believe it?"
"Aunt Huang, what you said is not true. Can she eat so much meat by herself?"
"Oh, Sister-in-law Zhang, don't believe it. The old Zhao family split up yesterday. At most, it will be given to Zhao Qingsong. No matter what, he will still be her man. The old Zhao family won't even think about it."
"Are we really divided?"
A man who was cracking melon seeds answered: "Isn't that right? Your mother's family missed the good show when they came back. This educated youth Li had a bad temper and jumped directly into the river, forcing the old Zhao family to separate...
"
Sister-in-law Zhang sighed a little: "She doesn't look like that kind of person."
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When Li Rong was out for most of the day, Zhao Qingsong emptied out the small woodshed and burned mugwort. Li Rong was very satisfied when he saw this. He took out the meat he bought today and started refining the oil, while quickly making the tube bone soup.
, rice is also put in to steam.
She called Zhao Qingsong and asked him to get some vegetables, and preferably some fried bacon.
Zhao Qingsong didn't know why she suddenly bought so much meat. It was just like the Chinese New Year, as if she was celebrating the separation of the family. He felt a little unhappy. He wanted to say no, but he thought that the rice cooked by Li Rong was delicious. He just wanted to eat. Sharp
Nodding his chin, he said, "I'll go take a look at the vegetable patch."
After Li Rong had blanched the pork belly and cut the vegetables, Zhao Qingsong came back with a basket of vegetables, including winter melon, Shanghai greens and garlic hearts.
The braised pork is stewed in a casserole, the winter melon is cut into pieces and thrown in to cook the ribs, the bacon is stir-fried with garlic hearts, the Shanghai green is blanched and cooked with peppercorn oil, and even the leftover oil residue from the oil refining is sprinkled with a little salt to make a fragrant dish.
The yard of Lao Zhao's house was filled with the aroma of meat, which could be smelled by the people next door, not to mention the people eating in the main room. Erniu whispered: "Mom, I want to eat meat too."
Er Niu is the youngest son of Zhao's eldest brother Zhao Qingyang. He is five years old this year. He Xing feels sorry for her child and blames herself for not being able to let him eat meat. She gives him a piece of potato and her eyes are sore: "Eat this, pork
The fried ones are just as fragrant.”
Er Niu has a flat mouth, but he is sensible and does not make trouble. Da Niu is eight years old, three years older than Er Niu. He feels that he is an older child. Even though he wants to eat, he doesn't say anything. He takes a big mouthful of meat and then eats a big mouthful of rice.
,Hey, it smells so good.
Three or four dishes for two people, very luxurious.
Zhao Qingsong stood at the table and did not move. His parents, separated by a wall, did not eat any meat. He felt uncomfortable when he was asked to eat meat here. He said coldly: "You can eat it yourself, I won't eat it."
Li Rong had seen so many people that she couldn't tell what the man was thinking. She called the man to stop and put aside the bowl of food next to him: "If you don't want to eat it, you won't eat it. Bring this to me first."
My parents and the others."
The bowl contained meat and vegetables that she had already prepared, half sausage and half braised pork.
Zhao Qingsong was stunned. He didn't expect Li Rong to be prepared for this. So didn't he just dig a hole for himself when he said he wouldn't eat?
It's really like shooting yourself in the foot.
The corners of Zhao Qingsong's mouth twitched.
Li Rong smiled inwardly. Hey, this man is always suppressing his thoughts and giving him a cure. She was very confident in her cooking skills. She didn't believe that this man could really bear not to eat. She urged seriously:
"What are you doing standing there? Take it quickly. If you wait a little longer, your parents will be full."
Zhao Qingsong walked away with a stiff face.
A bowl of meat was placed on the table. Mother Zhao was the first to speak: "Why did you bring it here? You can eat it by yourselves."
"There's more over there."
Father Zhao said, "You'd better take it back. It won't be good if your wife gets angry later."
"She asked me to bring it. You can eat it."
Zhao Qingsong went back to the house holding his breath. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had lost a lot.
She began to keep making excuses for herself: I am her man, so why can’t I eat the food she cooked? I got half of the food from the fields! And what if a grown man is thick-skinned?
He figured it out!
He stood up and walked to the kitchen.
Li Rong was eating slowly, and when she saw him coming in, she pretended to be surprised: "What are you doing here?"
"Eat." Zhao Qingsong replied. After saying this, he took a bowl with rice and sat on the edge of the small table like a hill.
"Didn't you say you don't want to eat?" Li Rong asked deliberately.
"I'm hungry now."
"Were you not hungry just now? Are you hungry so soon now?"
The braised pork tasted better than it smelled. Zhao Qingsong took a bite and said, "You are still my wife. What's wrong with me eating two bites of the food you cooked?"
"Oh," Li Rong smiled, "you still know that I am your wife?"
What Zhao Qingsong said without thinking made his ears feel hot when he realized it now. He didn't respond to the woman's "yin and yang weird" words. Li Rong kicked him across the table: "If you have something to say in the future, don't show off your temper."
, I won’t give you any food!”
"Did you hear that?" Li Rong asked him, pretending to be fierce.