Chapter 91 Fried Sugar Cake

Zhong Jianguo raised his head and glanced at his five sons: "Little tiger? It's a little tiger now, what will they be when they are fourteen or fifteen years old?"

"Big tiger." Sanwa said, "Mother, I am the big tiger."

Song Zhaodi frowned when she saw the bean seeds on his cheeks, "Yes, yes, you are the big tiger of our family. Big tiger, you have eaten your face."

Sanwa put down her chopsticks, looked for a towel, stood up and stopped: "leave me some scrambled eggs with beans."

"I'll watch it for you." Song Zhaodi waved her hand, "If my brother finishes eating, I'll make it for you."

Sanwa grinned and ran out to find a towel to wipe her face.

Song Zhaodi saw that several children were eating scrambled eggs with beans and no one had scrambled eggs with cucumbers, so she wondered, "Is this not delicious?"

"It's delicious without scrambled eggs with beans." Dawa commented, "Mother, let's make this tomorrow morning."

There are eggs, duck eggs and goose eggs at home, and there is no shortage of anything. Song Zhaodi said without thinking, "If you like it, I will cook it for you every day."

"Tell Zili and Dawa to do it." Zhong Jianguo said, "If you are afraid that they will cut it, go to the hospital to buy some gauze and iodophor to prepare it. Be careful when you cut vegetables, and make small cuts, in case of infection. Now, the fingers have to be sawed off."

Gengsheng glanced at Zhong Jianguo: "Dad, don't scare us, okay? We are not children."

"The weather is hot and it's easy to get infected, so Commander Zhong didn't scare you this time." Song Zhaodi said, "You guys like to go out to play, and if the wounds are opened, and if they still can't heal, they will be given injections and medicines, or surgery. "

Da Wa asked quickly, "So serious?"

"Of course." The level of medical care and the medical treatment environment can't be compared with those of a hundred years later. Song Zhaodi is most afraid of the child's illness and injury. "Otherwise, I would have agreed with you to cut vegetables and stir-fry vegetables."

Seeing that their parents were serious, Zi Li and Da Wa looked at each other as if they were teasing them. The big baby said, "Mother, I must be very careful. I don't talk or think about when I cut vegetables. I promise not to cut my hands."

Song Zhaodi: "Okay, you will cook at noon tomorrow, and I will guide you."

"Really?" The baby was overjoyed, "I want to do a lot more."

Song Zhaodi said, "This month will be over in two days. It doesn't matter if you run out of oil."

"Can you fry some more charred leaves?" Zi Li asked.

Song Zhaodi thought for a moment: "If I can save ten catties of oil, I'll make you a spreader."

"What is Sazi?" Zhong Dawa asked curiously.

Song Zhaodi: "It's as delicious as coke leaves."

"Then let's save some food and save the gas bills for next month and next month." Zhong Dawa said, turning to her brothers and sisters, "Do you agree?"

The four of them nodded in unison.

On September 1st, Song Zhaodi went to buy another five kilograms of fat pigs, boiled a small pot of lard, and added the oil left over from frying the leaves. Song Zhaodi estimated that it would last until the end of September, so she put away the oil ticket.

In mid-October, when the family ran out of lard, Song Zhaodi took ten jins of oil tickets and bought one barrel of oil at a time.

On October 17th, on the weekend, in the morning, Song Zhaodi made a pot of noodles. When her face started to rise, Song Zhaodi asked Sister-in-law Duan to help her fry the sauce.

In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the purchase restriction had not yet started. During the Spring Festival, sister-in-law would make some sprinkles and coke leaves to entertain guests. haven't done it for so many years. When heard Sazi, Sister Duan thought she had heard it wrong.

Following Song Zhaodi to the kitchen of Zhong's house, and seeing that the noodles and oil were ready, Mrs. Duan still couldn't believe it: "Do you really want to make a mess?"

"Do it." Song Zhaodi said, "I only ate saffron once when I grew up, and I have never heard of the eldest baby, the second baby, and the third baby. When I think of the three of them, they were a must-have for every Chinese New Year. I don't know, and I'm in a panic."

Sister-in-law Duan: "Then let's do it." After a pause, "I will do it."

"I'll fight for you." Song Zhaodi took out the face, "I see you haven't been out for a few days. Is Liu Ping's child brought by her mother-in-law?"

Sister-in-law Duan nodded: "The eldest grandson of the Jin family, I want to help take care of it, but others are not at ease."

"When Liu Ping was not born, Jianguo said that it might be a son." Song Zhaodi laughed, "I didn't expect it to be true."

Sister-in-law Duan wanted to go back to the past, and smiled, "It's fortunate that he is a son. Otherwise, I might not know what to do." After speaking, she sighed.

"What's wrong?" Song Zhaodi asked hurriedly.

Sister-in-law Duan said while rubbing the noodles: "I told you before that Liu Ping is not sensible, and I am used to her father. I see that several elderly people in the Jin family regard Liu Ping's son as eyeballs, just like seeing Old Liu.

"I wanted to say that I can't spoil children. When I said it, I thought that people might not listen to me, so I held back. Xiao Song, you said that I saw Liu Ping when I looked back. Would you like to mention it?"

"Will your daughter listen?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Sister-in-law Duan's expression changed slightly: "I won't listen."

"So, pretend you don't know." Song Zhaodi said, "The children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, it's useless to think about it. Besides, their surname is Jin, not Liu. You are too lenient, and people think you care about their old age. The only seedling of the Jin family."

Sister-in-law Duan sighed: "I can't help it. Forget it, forget it, let's not talk, I will try my best to bear it. By the way, Xiao Song, who will set the fire later? We can't do it."

Song Zhaodi pointed upstairs: "I know I'm a sack today, I didn't go out, I'm waiting upstairs."

"These children in your family are very interesting." Sister Duan said, "Give me something delicious, they are better than cats."

When it comes to eating, Song Zhaodi couldn't help but sigh: "The main reason is that there is not much to eat. If, as before, you can buy delicious food with money, I would have to find an iron cabinet to lock the money. It's like now, money No one touches it in a cardboard box."

"Your children are obedient, even if the streets are full of restaurants, they won't steal money to buy delicious food." Sister Duan's voice fell, and when she heard footsteps, she hooked her head and looked out, "It's good to be self-reliant, let's make a fire. It will blow up in a while."

Self-reliance is curious: "Is it like frying leaves?"

"No, it's similar to fried fried dough sticks." Song Zhaodi said, "Have you ever eaten fried dough sticks by yourself?"

Zi Li Zai recalled carefully: "I ate it when I was very young."

"Mother, I've never eaten it." The big baby leaned against the door frame and said.

Song Zhaodi smiled and said, "I can't help it if I haven't eaten it, I can't do it."

"Grandma, can you?" Dawa asked Sister Duan.

Sister-in-law Duan shook her head: "I can fry sugar cakes, but not fritters."

"Mother..." Zhong Dawa looked at Song Zhaodi and said pitifully, "I have never eaten sugar cakes."

Song Zhaodi: "You don't like white sugar, we don't have white sugar in our house. I can't do it if I want to."

"My family has it." Sister Duan said, "Uncle Liu and I don't like to eat either. The white sugar was bought by Liu Ping when he came over." He wiped his hands and handed the key to the eldest child, "It's in the kitchen cabinet of our house."

The big baby looked at Song Zhaodi.

Song Zhaodi nodded: "Go."

The baby turned and ran.

Sister-in-law Duan couldn't help crying, but she couldn't help worrying: "If Dawa goes to serve in the army in the future and eats a big pot of rice every day, what will he lose weight?" After a pause, "Xiao Song, you have to correct his fault. come over."

"Grandma, don't change it." Zi Li said, "My dad said to run ten kilometers in the morning and give him noodles without salt and oil, and he can gobble it."

Sister-in-law Duan thought for a moment: "You are right. Liu Wei used to be a bit picky eater. Since he joined the army, I heard from his father that not only has his picky eater been cured, but his laziness has also been cured."

"Liu Wei has been gone for several years and has never come back?" Song Zhaodi said, "Is it so difficult to ask for a few days off?"

Sister-in-law Duan: "It's not difficult to ask for two days off. But we have to take a boat and transfer trains here, and it will take five days for Liu Wei to return on the same day. Your Uncle Liu thinks it's meaningless to make such a fuss, so you don't ask Liu Wei to come back. ."

"It's quite tiring." Song Zhaodi suddenly thought, "You can go to visit relatives."

Sister-in-law Duan was stunned: "Visit relatives?"

"That's right." Song Zhaodi said, "You can also do some smears and bring it to Liu Wei in time for tomorrow. Anyway, you know how to take the car, and you don't need to bother others, and you don't need Uncle Liu to send you."

Sister-in-law Duan's eyes lit up: "Why didn't I think of it. Xiao Song, help me to be a slut tomorrow."

"We go to school tomorrow." Zi Li said, "I can't help grandma make a fire."

When making saffron, the heat is very important. Sister-in-law Duan wanted to see her son early, but didn't want to go empty-handed, so she told Song Zhaodi that she would be a sage tomorrow night.

The next day, after dinner, Zhong Jianguo watched a few children take a bath, and went to Master Liu's house together with Song Zhaodi to help the old couple make spread.

When he came back, Zhong Jianguo was carrying two sprinkles. He and Song Zhaodi didn't want it. Sister-in-law Duan said that the food for the children was not for them. Seeing that she had said this, Song Zhaodi signaled to Zhong Jianguo to accept it.

On the 20th of October, Wednesday morning, Mrs. Duan went to the wharf with her bag. In the evening, Song Zhaodi asked a few children to eat under the tree outside with Sazi.

Zhong Jianguo came back early, and when he got home, he happened to hear Song Zhaodi tell a few children that if someone asked about Sazi, they would say that it was given by Grandma Liu, not to mention her own.

Zhong Jianguo couldn't help reminding: "Mr. Xiao Song, if you do this again, everyone will hate you."

"Hate me?" Song Zhaodi said, "As long as your commander doesn't hate me, it will be."

Zhong Jianguo choked for a moment, then glanced at the independence and rejuvenation: "You spread the seeds today, the sugar cakes tomorrow, and the duck stew tomorrow. Our commander will only praise you for raising children."

"That's fine." Song Zhaodi said, "The commander on this island is the biggest. With him covering me, what are you worrying about." He patted Dawa's head, "I'll make spinach stir-fry for you when I come back."

Zhong Jianguo frowned: "How can spinach be fried with Sazi? Don't mess around."

Song Zhaodi smiled slightly: "You can choose not to eat it. Children, go ahead. Mother is at home waiting for you to return in triumph."