The 80s Chronicle: Addiction To the Army’s Young Wife

"Sister-in-law is also here to grind beans, right?" An old lady came out of the mill. She had more wrinkles on her face than the old lady, but this was also because the old lady had taken good care of herself for half a year. How old is the old lady.

"Sister Xiuzhi, this is for you, right?" Yu Chunhua looked at the snow-white soy milk flowing out of the machine, and the rich taste made her smile a little bit.

"I'll be able to grind it out soon, and at the end of the new year, those children will be spoiled for joy." Aunt Xiuzhi said so, but seeing the happy look in her eyes, she must be enjoying it.

Yu Chunhua nodded, "It's not a big deal, the adults in the remaining few days are not as busy as spinning tops, and the children will enjoy themselves, playing and eating delicious food all day long."

The people who came to grind the tofu all got together and chatted. Even though the temperature was very low at this time, no one felt cold. The atmosphere of the Spring Festival was enough to make everyone feel warm.

At this time last year, people in the village should have gathered in the village branch to distribute fine things such as pork according to their work points, but this year they all started to live their own lives. It is said that they can eat whatever they want. There is only such a Spring Festival every year, and chicken, duck and fish meat will be relatively willing to spend money. For this Spring Festival, they have made a lot of preparations before.

Seeing the happy faces of the people around her, Yu Chunhua was also very happy.

This year has made her happier than in previous years. Her son has been promoted and raised, her daughter-in-law is about to give birth, her granddaughter has excellent grades, and the whole family is in good health. There is really nothing to regret.

Of course, she also thought that this year Liu Yongtao might bring her two grandsons to visit her for New Year's greetings. After all, her daughter was gone, and anyone in the old Liu's family who had some brains would take care of the two grandchildren and walk around with their family.

After grinding the beans and pushing the cart back home, Xu Jianjun and his daughter had already gotten up, but Qin Xuejuan seemed to feel that her body was getting heavier and heavier, and she was still leaning on the bed.

The old lady wasn't unhappy at all, and now the whole family was staring at Qin Xuejuan closely, fearing that something unexpected would happen, so they would stop cooking.

"So fragrant?" Xu Ning followed grandma to the kitchen, and the pot in the stove had already been cleaned up by grandma, "Grandma, do you want to start making it now?"

"Let's do it, and don't delay eating." The old lady tidied up briefly, and then began to get busy.

Xu Ning also didn't know how, just stood by and watched, not because he wanted to learn, but because he was just curious.

The old lady picked up the bucket and poured the ground soy milk into the pot, and began to live below. In the middle, she turned the soy milk in the pot while adding brine, and as time went by, the taste of the soy milk became stronger. It's getting richer.

The old lady looked at her granddaughter's small face and said with a smile, "We can still have tofu curd for breakfast."

"This is great. I haven't eaten bean curd for a long time. The old lady in our village who used to come to the streets to sell bean curd has not been here for a long time." Seeing this, Xu Ning prepared it in another pot Make porridge for breakfast.

"Why don't you come, come every day, you just haven't met."

"Then I'm really unlucky." Xu Ning didn't care, anyway, he would be able to eat homemade food soon.

Even though Qin Xuejuan was pregnant with a child, she didn't feel that she was going to be hypocritical at home, she got up after lying down for a while, and she would walk around the yard for a while every day.

I just came out, smelled the aroma of beans at home, came to the kitchen door, looked at the white soy milk in the pot, and felt that my saliva began to secrete.

"Mom's tofu is better than the ones outside, but it's a pity that you can only eat it at the end of each year."

The old lady glanced at her daughter-in-law, and seeing her flushed complexion, she smiled and said, "If you want to eat, just say so, it doesn't take much effort anyway."

"If you want to eat later, I'll help you make it together."

After the soy milk was cooked, the old lady poured out all the soy milk in the pot, and filled it with a half-porcelain pot of bean curd, and added some vinegar and chopped green onion to it for breakfast to satisfy the family.

After that, she set up two wooden boards on top of the pot, put a bamboo sieve a few sizes smaller than the pot, and spread a layer of snow-white baggage underneath, and poured the bean curd directly into it.

Finally, flip it with a spoon to let the air inside out, then spread out a hemp-stem cover on it, lift the heaviest ceramic basin at home and press it on it, and put a piece in the basin and wash it very clean of big stones.

"Okay, just leave it like this, we can have tofu at noon." The old lady twisted her waist twice and let out a long sigh of relief.

At this time, the time for breakfast was naturally past, and it was almost nine o'clock before Xu's family laid out the meals and prepared to have breakfast.

At the dinner table, Xu Ning was holding a bowl of bean curd, eating it happily. There was a little vinegar, crisp chopped green onion, a little sesame oil and a little chili oil in it. The chili oil was squeezed out by her just now, and it was not particularly spicy. But very fragrant.

"Grandma's cooking skills are amazing, so delicious." Xu Ning praised.

The old lady was not modest, and said with a smile: "I learned it from your grandpa. You have never tasted the tofu made by your grandpa. It is delicious. Compared with the tofu sellers in our village, it is delicious." Well, I have learned 60 to 70% of my skills."

"I've eaten it, and it's really delicious, but Mom's cooking is not bad." Xu Jianjun echoed.

The old lady glared at her son, "After pressing it, I will send you a few recipes to Uncle Jiang, and then send two recipes to Lao Yaotou, and we will eat the rest by ourselves."

"Okay." Xu Jianjun nodded simply.

Xu Ning began to ponder, "Why don't we cook cabbage tofu stewed vermicelli for lunch?"

"Girl can figure it out." Xu Jianjun likes the food cooked by his family very much, especially the one made by his niece. He likes it even more.

Xu Ning continued: "The fish are also very fat, let's send two to Grandpa Jiang and Grandpa Yao, we won't be able to eat all of them in a while."

"Oh, I almost forgot about this, how old are the fish?" The old lady asked impatiently.

Xu Ning got up and went to the kitchen with a smile, took out the fish in the space, and brought them into the main room.

"Hehe, this head is really not small. It must weigh four catties, right?" Xu Jianjun looked at the fish churning in the basin. The fish bought on the market now generally weigh two or three catties. The taste is the best when it is three or four catties, but the taste is the best when the carp is too big.

Qin Xuejuan looked at the carp and said with a smile: "We are a family of four, we can't finish a meal."

The old lady complained: "Jianjun can probably eat one by himself."

"Mom, you are the one who demolished your son's platform like this." Xu Jianjun really couldn't laugh or cry when his mother complained.

Xu Ning sent the fish back to the kitchen, and sat down at the dining table, "Actually, it can still grow, but this size tastes the best, and our plate can just fit it, so it won't be too big if it's bigger. It looks good."

Fish is very popular in hotels. During the peak tourist season, she handles hundreds of fish every day, and there are all kinds of fish. When it comes to knife skills, she is very ordinary, but when it comes to how to handle all kinds of water Products and vegetables, etc., she can be said to be better than most people.

In the beginning, she didn't understand a lot, and it was the cooks in the hotel who told her how to cook. Fortunately, Xu Ning was not clumsy, so she could learn it very quickly.

Of course I won’t cook fish today. The old lady told me to make one tomorrow night on New Year’s Eve, and another one on New Year’s Eve. You can eat it anytime you want in the future.

"There are still a few families in the village that will kill pigs. I'll go and buy some pigs' trotters for Juan'er, and I'll cook them for you when the baby is born." After breakfast, Xu Jianjun rode his bicycle and went shopping. Yes, the three of them were sitting and talking in the kitchen, looking at the tofu by the way.

Qin Xuejuan has hardly eaten pig's trotters in the past ten years in the countryside. In the past, the conditions were not good. If the family had a little condition, she would only buy pork, and not many people bought pig's trotters. It's leisurely, but pork can be put in when cooking, anyone can eat it, and it goes without saying which one is more cost-effective.

However, she also feels that she is quite lucky. Her husband and grandmother had died for several years when she married here, and she even broke off her relationship with her great-aunt. Relatives and love will gradually fade away.

"I think I'm in pretty good health. There should be a lot of milk by then. Mom, it's better not to work too hard. Our family has eight pig's trotters, and I may not be able to finish them myself."

But the old lady said: "It's not just for you to breastfeed. During confinement, you have to be more delicate. There is something wrong with a woman's body. This period of confinement is a good opportunity to reborn and take care of your body. Mom used to be in Your old lady doesn’t have that chance. The first four children were all born to work, that is, after giving birth to Jianjun, she let me lie on the kang for a few days, and then I was driven to the ground Earn work points."

"Mom knows how hard it is to not be in confinement. You have to take care of yourself anyway. Don't worry about the children. Grandchildren are rare for mothers."

Qin Xuejuan's eyes were moist, and she held the old lady's hand, "I know that my mother treats me well, even better than my own mother treats me."

The old lady moved her lips, and wanted to say, "Your mother is a fool of money", but looking at her daughter-in-law, she didn't say anything. After all, she is her mother, so she can feel bad, but outsiders say it is probably She will feel uncomfortable.

Xu Ning looked at the faces of grandma and mother, and said lightly, "My grandparents put their interests first, and everything else has to take a step back, and my own daughter is no exception."

After Qin Xuejuan heard it, her face was a little sad. The daughter was her own, and she didn't feel unhappy when she said her grandparents, after all, it was the truth.

But the old lady praised her granddaughter in her heart, and she was talking about this reason.

People make money to make their family members feel better, but the family members are fine. What is the plan to make the family members suffer for the money?

Put the cart before the horse.

While chatting, Xu Jianjun came back with big and small bags. He bought some candies and snacks in bulk. By the way, he also bought a pair of red padded jackets and vests for the old lady, and two cashmere jackets for his wife and daughter. The scarf, the color is quite fresh and tender.

"Just buy it for their wives. What can you buy me? It's not that I don't have clothes to wear." The old lady looked at the clothes with a smile on her face, but muttered a few words as usual.

"I saw that there were quite a lot of people in this clothes shop in the town, so I went in for a stroll. The styles were very nice, so I bought one for my mother, which is convenient to wear at home. Juan'er and Ning Ning bought New Year's clothes over there. Yes, you don’t need to buy it, I just bought a scarf for the two of them.”

As for Xu Jianjun's own new clothes, they were also bought by Qin Zhao, the devil city. It was a black Chinese tunic suit, the size was right, and it looked good. The key point was that the fabrics were very good, and they couldn't be compared with the cheap ones sold below.

"Is the tofu ready?" Xu Jianjun asked.

The old lady came to the kitchen on tiptoe, took away the things on it, and took a look, "It's already pressed, I'll give you a piece to eat."

As he spoke, he cut a whole piece of tofu into evenly sized pieces with a knife, took out a piece from the side, and handed it to the three of them in small pieces.

Xu Ning poured a little soy sauce into it and sprinkled a little chopped green onion. This is tofu mixed with shallots.

Tofu is a good thing with high nutritional value. It is said that it also has the function of inhibiting cancer cells. There are many ways to make it and it tastes delicious.

In the same way, too much is too much, everything has two sides, and eating too much can also cause some adverse reactions, such as renal failure, indigestion, arteriosclerosis, and iodine deficiency.

Of course, it is rare for these diseases to be caused by eating too much tofu. The main reason is that no one will eat tofu every day all year round, even if they sell tofu at home.

For example, Xu Ning's family usually eats three or five times a month.

The old lady put the donated tofu into a small basin and told Xu Jianjun to send it to the two families after eating.

Seeing this, Xu Ning quickly released three fish from the space, and sent two fish to each family along with the one released earlier.

As soon as her father left, Xu Ning started to make lunch. The agreed-upon stewed vermicelli with tofu and cabbage was one of her favorite folk dishes.

After putting it into the pot, she mixed cornmeal, made pancakes and patted them on the big iron pot with a wooden support on top, and put the leftovers from last night on it. This was their lunch.

Xu Jianjun came back half an hour later, still carrying things in his hand, a bag of sugar and a bag of dried fruit given by Grandpa Jiang next door, and Old Yao Shu simply asked Xu Jianjun for some medicinal seeds.

After returning, stuffed it into Xu Ning's hand, "Here, plant it in the space."

Xu Ning looked at the seeds, blinked and said, "Dad, what kind of seeds are these?"

"This..." Xu Jianjun leaned forward, and it was written on the paper bag, "Hey, old uncle Yao wrote with iron and silver hooks."

No wonder my niece doesn't know her. Old Yaoshu is still used to using a brush, and the calligraphy he writes is very flamboyant.

"I'll rewrite it for you." Xu Jianjun went into the room to find a pen, and rewrote it.

The seeds given by Old Yaoshu include schisandra, bupleurum, motherwort, etc., and the portions are not large. Maybe they are afraid that the Xu family will not spoil them. He said that Xu Ning wants to go back and plant them. Anyway, Old Yaoshu’s family has some. Not a lot, and don't care about that.

That night, Xu Ning planted all these seeds. Anyway, there was still an acre of land left in the space, leaving half an acre of land to wait for the spring, and asked the family to help get some fruit seedlings to plant.

Early in the early morning of the new year, the old lady posted a portrait of the Stove Lord in the kitchen, and visited the incense burner, fruit biscuits and other tributes in front of the portrait.

Xu Ning looked at the portrait, the first couplet was "God speaks good things", the second couplet was "The lower realms are safe", and the horizontal commentary was "the head of the family".

Regardless of whether there are gods or not, Xu Ning also folded his hands and bowed to the portrait, and the old lady who was watching was smiling from ear to ear.

"This day is the day when the Stove Lord goes to heaven. Let us hear about our family's performance. In some places, the portraits are burned on this day to send the Stove Lord off. We are not happy here. Now post it and wait until it is over." Just burn it during the Lantern Festival.” The old lady and granddaughter talked about some customs of the Chinese New Year in their village. In the past, the child had holidays every year, and almost spent the day looking for others to play with.

"Farmers rely on the sky for food, and everyone prays for good weather."

Xu Jing quietly listened to grandma talking about the New Year's rules, some of which she didn't know at all, but they felt very fresh.

Especially verbally, you need to pay more attention.

For example, the period from the beginning of the new year to the Lantern Festival is within the scope of the Spring Festival. If you break a bowl, you must say a few words "Smashing and safe". Being reprimanded or even beaten by the adults in the family.

"Today is the new year, we don't do anything, just eat and drink at home, and we will start dust removal tomorrow, butcher pigs the day after tomorrow, and steam buns after that. At the end of the year, the whole family will take a hot bath. The bad luck of the year, you will worship your ancestors on the twenty-ninth day, and you can go out to play after the thirty, and if you don’t come back for lunch at noon, your parents and I will not go to see you.”

Hearing grandma's teasing jokes, Xu Ning couldn't help but be overjoyed, "I didn't go out a year ago, and I went out with Brother Zheng to pay New Year's greetings after the next year, and then started studying." Xu Ning laughed and said, "Brother Zheng seems to be going to school in the third year of junior high. The imperial capital also doesn’t know what to do.”

"Xiaozheng went back to worship his ancestors. His grandparents and parents are buried there. I also heard from your grandma Gao."

"Oh!" In fact, Xu Ning knew, but pretended not to know.

The old lady sighed, "I should have gone there years ago, but you, Grandpa Jiang, and the others are getting older. I'm afraid they won't be able to handle the constant tossing around years ago. In previous years, the whole family would go there before and after the Ching Ming Festival. Why don't you let me go back in the first lunar month."

"have no idea."

The old lady looked at her granddaughter and smiled, but she didn't expect her granddaughter to know even if she said a few words to herself.

The twenty-four family cleaned the house inside and out. On the early morning of the twenty-fifth, Xu Baoshuan and his son came to the door again to help slaughter the remaining pig. The family is divided.