Chapter 81 Braised Vermicelli with Pickled Cabbage

Song Zhaodi couldn't help supporting her forehead. This skinny child used to follow her words very well, but now she has learned how to block people: "Dad, if you continue, the dumplings will be cold."

Pull the sleeves of the big baby independently, don't say it, and the aunt is going to be angry.

Zhong Dawa glanced at Song Laibao, twitched the corners of his mouth, and lowered his head to eat.

Song Zhaodi sighed, afraid that Dawa would stab her eldest sister again, so she said, "Sister, let's eat."

Song Laibao picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the steamed bun, but he couldn't swallow it.

After swallowing the jujube whole and eating a steamed bun, he noticed that all the children put down their bowls and chopsticks and ran out to play, and Song Laibao didn't eat either, so he helped Song Zhaodi clean up the bowls and chopsticks.

The Zhong family eats steamed buns, pickled vegetables, steamed dumplings and white rice porridge in the morning. The pots and bowls are easy to wash. Song Zhaodi saw Song Laibao taking the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, so she said, "Sister, there is no oil on the bowls and chopsticks, so I use cold water to wash them."

"Wash it next to the pressurized well? I'll go wash it." Song Laibao turned around and put the tableware and chopsticks in the steel pot.

Song Zhaodi was stunned: "Eldest sister, why are you crying?" When she said it, she suddenly thought, "Is it because the eldest child said he didn't believe you? Don't cry, I'll beat him back. The bear child is getting more and more disobedient."

"No." Song Laibao wiped his tears and said quickly, "I, I always thought that I loved the child the most. I didn't expect that in the eyes of the child..." As he spoke, his eyes came out again.

Song Zhaodi hurriedly went to get the towel: "Sister, it's not you, don't mind too much. I know it so clearly because I heard students complain about their parents. After listening a lot, I know how to teach children." Handing the towel To her, "Wipe your tears first. Since you have already recognized your mistakes, Dali and Liu Gen are still young, so it's not too late to change."

Song Laibao nodded again and again, and said with a crying voice, "You used to take a few children back. Each child ate an egg a day and didn't pull it at a time. I thought you would spoil the child sooner or later. I can teach the child better than you."

"I know." Song Zhaodi's voice fell, and Song Laibao raised his head. Song Zhaodi smiled and said, "You are my sister, I don't know you yet." With the memory of the original owner, Song Zhaodi said this without a trace of guilt, "The past is over. Wash your face and go to the Jin's house with your aunt. Bar."

Song Laibao was stunned: "I'm going too?"

"You know more about the village's affairs." Song Zhaodi said, "Auntie doesn't understand, brother-in-law is careless, you are staring at the Jin family to get things done on the homestead."

Song Laibao nodded: "Yes. There may be private plots, so I have to come here."

"You remember one thing, don't say it's for Liu Ping's good." Song Zhaodi said, "Liu Ping is now obedient to Xiao Jin and obeys every word. You talk to the Jin family in the name of her good. They will say, you don't need to think about her. You say it's for the children.

"I remember telling Xiao Jin's parents that Liu Ping was pregnant for the first time and didn't understand anything. As elders, they needed to help Liu Ping more. Master Liu is just such a daughter, and I was very worried about Liu Ping."

Song Laibao: "I understand what you mean. He Jin Lihui married Liu Ping because Liu Ping's father is Master Liu. Let's remind him that the daughter of the teacher is different from the daughters of ordinary people. If you don't take good care of them, the Jin family can't eat. Walk around."

"Yes." Song Zhaodi said, "Don't be too strong, let their neighbors on the left and right know that you are just more concerned about Liu Ping."

Song Laibao said while washing his face, "I know what to do."

"Sister, it's windy on the island, touch some cream." Song Zhaodi reminded, "Otherwise, when you come back in the afternoon, your face will be cracked by the wind."

Song Laibao was embarrassed to use Song Zhaodi's vanishing cream, she felt that the vanishing cream was very expensive. When applying snow cream to his two sons in the morning, Song Laibao smelled that the cream was very fragrant. Because Song Zhaodi didn't say it, Song Laibao didn't feel embarrassed to use it secretly.

Song Zhaodi said, but Song Laibao was even more embarrassed: "When we leave, we should also run out of your vanishing cream."

"Buy it after use." Song Zhaodi said, "The face and hands were cracked by the wind, not only suffered, but also delayed work."

Song Laibao thought about it, this is the reason.

Song Zhaodi glanced at her back and couldn't help sighing. Her two cheap sisters were really two extremes.

At noon, Zhong Jianguo didn't see Song Laibao when he came back, and when he saw Song Zhaodi, he blurted out, "Your sister is angry with you?"

"The baby is angry." Song Zhaodi said solemnly, "It has nothing to do with me." The voice fell, and Dali and Liu Gen ran in from the outside.

Zhong Jianguo really wanted to give her a kick: "Running the train with your mouth full."

"It's just as you said." Song Zhaodi hasn't cooked yet, "What do you want to eat at noon?"

Zhong Jianguo: "I eat what you do, I am very good."

"Be serious." Song Zhaodi said, "I don't have much oil at home. I didn't cook in the morning, but I had to cook in the evening. Let's just grab some for lunch?"

Zhong Jianguo ran back at noon, but he didn't want to be "casual", otherwise he would go to the cafeteria to eat: "Do you still have meat tickets?"

"I plan to buy meat the day after tomorrow." Song Zhaodi said, "The day after tomorrow is the thirteenth. My sister and my brother-in-law will go back on the morning of the thirteenth."

Zhong Jianguo thought for a while: "Is there any cabbage?"

"There's still half a jar of pickled sour cabbage years ago." Song Zhaodi said, "The fresh cabbage has long been eaten. Make noodles at noon, and put some lettuce or spinach?"

Zhong Jianguo didn't want to eat vegetable noodles: "Give me the meat ticket, and I'll buy a pound of meat. Let's see if there are vermicelli in the non-staple food factory. If there is no vermicelli, buy vermicelli and make sauerkraut stewed vermicelli."

"Okay, you can go buy it." Song Zhaodi didn't bother to stop him when she saw him like this, "I'll go to steam the rice. The ticket is in the change box."

Twenty minutes later, Zhong Jianguo ran back, but instead of buying vermicelli, he bought 5 catties of sweet potato vermicelli and 1 catty of pork belly.

Put the pork slices in the pan to fry the oil, put all the oil out, pour the sauerkraut into the pan, add water, simmer for a while, then release the soaked vermicelli.

Zhong Dawa came back with his brothers and brothers, and when he entered the living room, he smelled a sour smell of meat, and ran to the kitchen: "Mother, what are you doing delicious?"

"Go wash your hands and face." Song Zhaodi didn't answer him, "You can eat in five or six minutes."

Zhong Dawa swallowed, turned around, waved her little hand, and a group of children filed out.

In order to squeeze the oil out of the meat, Song Zhaodi put a lot of sauerkraut and vermicelli, and filled two pots after it was done.

Zhong Jianguo held a pot in one hand and muttered as he walked out: "With so much sauerkraut, the meat has no meaty taste."

"Cut off a piece of the meat on your leg and put it in, and it will smell like meat." Song Zhaodi followed behind him with a steel pot, "I heard Dawa say that you rarely ate fish before, and hardly ever bought stick bones. , you count on five pounds of meat tickets in a month, and you have never complained. Are you dissatisfied with me now that there are so many things?"

Zhong Jianguo choked: "What did you say? When did I complain? I didn't speak."

The eldest child, who was walking behind her parents with bowls and chopsticks, glanced at Zhong Jianguo and sighed helplessly: "I said." Putting the chopsticks on the table, she said, "Mother, take a break, I'll serve the rice. "

"It's okay." Song Zhaodi smiled, "I'll give you half a bowl of rice first?"

Zhong Dawa glanced at the dish: "Small half a bowl. I want to try the dish you made today. Is it delicious?"

"Okay." Song Zhaodi smiled: "If it's delicious, you can eat more food. Try to finish it and make new ones at night."

Erwa hurriedly asked, "Mother, what do you have for dinner?"

"Boiled Zhong Erwa." Song Zhaodi looked up at him, "Are you okay?"

Erwa hurriedly shook her head: "I'm not delicious, Sanwa is delicious."

"I'm not delicious either." Sanwa pointed at Dali and Liu Gen, "Mother, you eat them. Aunt and uncle are not at home. When they come back, we will say that they have fallen into the sea."

Dali and Liu Gen said in unison, "Auntie, we don't taste good either."

"Your aunt is joking with them." Zhong Jianguo was afraid that the child would be frightened, "Eating human flesh will kill you."

Dali and Liu Gen breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Zhaodi suddenly couldn't help laughing and crying, and handed him the bowl to Song Dali: "Eat more food."

"I know." Dali took it and thought about it, "Thank you, Auntie."

Song Zhaodi: "The family doesn't have to be so polite."

After dinner, several children brushed the tableware and chopsticks. Song Zhaodi called the child into the room and pointed to the pen and paper on the table: "Let's write with calligraphy together."

I had just eaten, my body was warm, my hands were not cold, and the seven children had no objection. Self-reliance, rebirth, Dawa and Dali lie on the big square table, while Song Zhaodi and three small ones write calligraphy on the small square table.

Song Laibao came as soon as he wrote a page.

Song Zhaodi was afraid that a few children would hear it, so she turned around and said to go out, so she chased the children upstairs, and then asked, "How is it?"

"It went very well. The Jin family didn't dare to say anything when they saw Uncle Liu's guards." Song Laibao said, "However, Jin Lihui's younger brother always talks to Uncle Liu's guards, and I think he might want to be a soldier. ."

Song Zhaodi: "There are rules in the army. Uncle Liu is an old revolutionary. Liu Wei wants to be a soldier here, but Uncle Liu doesn't agree. The Jin family don't even have to think about it."

"Then it'll be fine." Song Laibao said, "If it wasn't for the guards following along, we wouldn't have gone so well."

Liu Yang nodded: "Yes. When we talked about building a house, Jin Lihui's parents also said that there is no need to hire someone, they have a lot of Jin family, and they can build the house in a few days.

"My aunt said that everyone is busy, so I'm sorry to trouble you. We have already agreed with the people who build houses, and we will dig the foundation next weekend. It's just that just after Aunt Liu finished speaking, the expressions of Jin Lihui's parents changed. I always feel that There will be more grinding in the future.”

"It's wrong that the Liu family and the Jin family are not in the same household. From the moment she chooses to marry Jin Lihui, she has to be prepared for it. Unfortunately, she didn't." Song Zhaodi tutted, "Whether she can get along well in the future, it's her You asked for it yourself. Don't worry about it. If you care too much, she also thinks we are nosy."

Liu Yang: "I didn't plan to worry about it, I was just worried about my uncle and my aunt."

"Your uncle and your aunt have been heartbroken by her." Song Zhaodi said, "I listened to what Aunt Liu said, and she is ready for Liu Ping's divorce."

Liu Yang's eyes widened: "No way?"

"It's normal." Song Zhaodi said, "Aunt Liu was not optimistic from the beginning, but the girl has no brains, so she can only recognize her by pinching her nose. Brother-in-law, sister, you have been running for a day, go up and rest for a while."

Liu Yang and Song Laibao didn't sleep peacefully last night because of Liu Ping's affairs, and today they are "fighting" with the Jin family.

On the 13th day of the first month, in the morning, Song Laibao's family was sent away, and Song Zhaodi felt tired physically and mentally when she returned home. But instead of sleeping, she took off the sheets and sheets, washed them, made lunch, and went upstairs to sleep.

Zhong Dawa was afraid that she would fall asleep and fall ill, so she came to have a look, and then came to see it four times in a row, and found that his mother was breathing normally and her face was ruddy, so she dared to take her brothers out to play.

Song Zhaodi fell into a deep sleep, not knowing that she was thrown into the sea. Because of this, Zhong Jianguo was able to conclude that she was not a spy. Because a spy like her can't graduate at all.

After four o'clock, Song Zhaodi woke up, lazy and too lazy to cook, so she made hot steamed buns, pickled carrots and garlic cloves for the children to eat.

Several children looked at her in low spirits, and didn't say that it was not delicious. After eating, they poured hot water to wash their feet and faces.

Seeing that the children were so sensible, Song Zhaodi spread egg pancakes for the children with lard the next morning.

One person and two, impartiality. The five children's mouths were full of oil, and Zhong Jianguo couldn't help but say to Song Zhaodi, "When will the gas ticket be cancelled?"

"I want to know more than you." Song Zhaodi whispered, "If I didn't have the memory of 'her', I would have gone crazy by calculating how much oil to use every day."

Zhong Jianguo didn't dare to ask: "When I didn't say it. Don't worry about it when you're cooking in the future. You can fry it how you want. If you don't have any oil, you can eat boiled vegetables."

"We eat boiled vegetables, you go to the cafeteria to eat, right?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Jianguo's face flushed red: "I didn't think so, don't talk nonsense."

"Your expression told me." Song Zhaodi gave him a look, "Eat quickly, I have to clean up after eating. Later, I have to go up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots with Aunt Liu."

Zhong Jianguo: "You go, I'll clean up."

"Then I'm leaving." Song Zhaodi said.

Zhong Jianguo waved his hand: "Go, go."

Song Zhaodi came to Liu's house with a pickaxe and a backpack, and saw that Aunt Liu was talking on the phone, so she didn't go in.Hearing the word "Little Bell", Song Zhaodi froze in her heart and ran in subconsciously: "Auntie, are you looking for Jianguo?"

"Yes, it's Jianguo's eldest brother, come and pick it up." Sister-in-law Duan hurriedly gave Song Zhaodi the microphone.