Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 20 No.20: Little Tomatoes
Old Yuan Shi has a good understanding of this sister-in-law's temperament, so she doesn't take her words seriously.

Besides, she was really here to pay back the money.

"I returned it here. I still have some at home. I can still sell a section of this mountain fungus. My sister-in-law doesn't have to worry about us spending it. We just have two mouths. How cheap is it? My sister-in-law spends a lot here, so the money should be returned." Yes, sister-in-law, hurry up and put it away, I'm still in a hurry, or it will be late later."

The old Meng refused again, and then he half-pushed and accepted Qian Diaozi.

Then there was another round of persuasion to stay, and the old Yuan family had to have dinner before leaving.

Of course, old Yuan would not stay for dinner.

When old Meng received the money, he was happy, and his hands became more generous. He even went to the vegetable garden to pick a bagful of red fruits for old Yuan to take back to eat.

"These are the seeds that Yuan Cheng pounded at the grocery store in the town. They said they were called tomatoes, but they were actually planted by him. Don't look at some of them that are half green and not red, and they are sweet to eat. Sanping put them This vegetable garden is growing, and I have to secretly pick some for snacks every day, sister, you can take it back and give it to Ah Qiu to taste."

Old Yuan Shi discerned that her sister-in-law really wanted to give this bag of fruit, so she didn't refuse. Afterwards, Ah Qiu loved these small fruits, so she might as well bring them back for her to eat.

This fruit looks pretty, so maybe Ah Qiu likes it.

When Song Qiu came home from work with a half-basket of mountain fungus on his back, he was really overjoyed when he saw this bag of small tomatoes.

"Grandma, where did this come from?"

They have never seen this small tomato in the vegetable garden of their village. This is the kind of local small tomato that she liked to grow in her hometown in her previous life. Although it is small, it will not grow big, but it is good to eat raw or boiled. Eat very well.

"Your uncle and grandma gave it to them. They grow it in their family's vegetable garden. They said that your cousin pounded it from the grocery store in the town. What kind of tomato is it? "Old Yuan said hurriedly.

When Song Qiu heard that it was grown by his uncle's family, he nodded and chose a few red ones, washed them with water, and stuffed one into his mouth.

The juice of the tomato in the mouth pops up in the mouth, mixed with the pulp, it's so sweet, that's the taste!
Song Qiu closed his eyes in satisfaction, "It's delicious!"

Old Yuan smiled when she saw it, "If you like it, go to your uncle's house to pick it after eating here. I saw a lot of these tomato fruits hanging on the leaves of the cucumber vines in their vegetable garden." Woolen cloth!"

Song Qiu nodded and didn't say much. Looking at so many small tomatoes and thinking about the tomato soup, his mouth became hungry, "Grandma, I'll make dinner for dinner, shall we have some dry rice today?"

Tomato soup is just dry rice, how good is it?Ziliu, drooling just thinking about it.

It's gruel all day long, although it's not a clear soup with little water, but it's still more enjoyable to eat dry rice.

But if they cook dry rice, each person can eat a large bowl, and it takes half a catty of rice to cook it, Fermi, so they usually only eat dry rice during the holidays.

Old Yuan saw that she wanted to eat, and thought that the family had a little savings now, at least he didn't owe others money, so he could eat every meal.

"Okay! Then you cook, I'll wash the mushrooms!"

The old Yuan went to the pressurized well with his back basket, where Zhang Lihua had already cleaned the fungus, and the old Deng was walking around the yard with a stone egg.

After thinking about it, the old Yuan turned around and went back to the kitchen to grab a handful of tomatoes, "My natal elder brother's family planted them. It's sweet to eat. Give it to the children."

"You are too polite, thank you." Old Deng answered with a smile, and after finishing his sentence, he stuffed three pieces for Zhang Lihua nearby, "Grandma Yuan gave it to you, try it."

Zhang Lihua accepted it with a smile, and winked at old Yuan Shi, "Thank you Grandma Yuan!"

For the rest, Mrs. Deng fed Shidan'er two and gave another granddaughter Zaohua the remaining three.

"This fruit looks really rare. I haven't seen it before. Where did your mother's family get the seeds? Let's plant some next year." Seeing that the children like to eat it, Mrs. Deng told Mrs. Yuan.

When the old Yuan heard this, he thought that Aqiu also liked to eat it, and it would be convenient to grow it at home, "It is said that the seeds were smashed at the grocery store in the town. When he harvests it this year, I will find some seeds and plant them evenly." chant."

"That's fine." Mrs. Deng replied.

In the kitchen, Song Qiu lit the fire, set up firewood, and poured a few ladles of water into the cauldron. When the bottom of the pan bubbled with water, it boiled, and poured a bowl of rice into it.

Stir occasionally with a spatula to avoid sticking to the pan.

After a while, Song Qiu fished out a few grains of rice and pinched them with his hands. When he felt that it was almost done, he used a strainer to scoop out all the rice grains and poured them into the iron pot in the back stove.

Braised rice in an iron pot is the most fragrant.

Song Qiu put the lid on the iron pot and left it alone, as soon as the embers of the stove were detected, the food would be stuffy.

Then scoop out the blanched rice soup and put it in a small earthen pot, then wash the big pot, cut the cleaned small tomatoes in half, put a little oil in the pot, after heating, put the cut small tomatoes ,stir fry.

Stir-fried until the skin of the small tomatoes was wrinkled, looking at Song Qiu couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Sprinkle an appropriate amount of salt into the pot, and Song Qiu stir-fried it a few more times with a spatula, then added a little water, covered it with a wooden lid, and let it simmer.

He looked into the stove hole again, set up a big firewood, and went out of the stove house to the vegetable garden outside.

First I picked a handful of peppers, then I picked an eggplant and a small handful of long beans.

Back in the kitchen, washed the vegetables, then cut the eggplants, cut the eggplants in half, and cut them into long strips of one and a half fingers long, and then cut the long beans into sections of about the same length.

After a while, the tomato soup in the pot was stuffy. Song Qiu took a sea bowl and filled it out, put it on the dining table beside him, and then cleaned the pot.

The water stains in the pot were all boiled dry, and the bottom of the pot was scalding hot. Song Qiu withdrew his hand to check the temperature, and just put the washed peppers into the pot without cutting them, just whole peppers one by one.

The fire was raging in the stove hole, and soon, the dry peppers in the pot were scalded and jumped around in the pot.

While passing by the fire, Song Qiu took a spatula and pressed down on the jumping chili pepper so that it would continue to spread out.

After a while, the pepper skin began to wrinkle, one by one, Song Qiu took the spatula and continued to press.

At this time, the spicy taste of the chili was also choked out, and the spicy taste of the raw roasted chili was even more uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Song Qiu often eats this way, and he has long been used to it. He can know how not to choke on the spicy taste even if he holds his breath. At least he adapts quickly.

But people outside are not so used to it.

Old Yuan Shi was doing homework with old Deng Shi while cleaning the mushrooms. When the fresh smell of tomatoes came out of the stove, old Deng Shi was still praising Song Qiu with old Yuan Shi, saying how she cooks like this Fragrant.

Her granddaughter is talented in cooking, and she is delicious. Old Yuan Shi hadn't been proud of it for a while, but immediately, there was a choking smell from the stove, which made old Yuan Shi and Lao Deng cough again and again. stand up.

"Aqiu, what are you burning, so choking?"

(End of this chapter)