slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 573 Dancing
When we got to the kitchen, we turned on the heater to warm up the cold kitchen. Cang Hai took a basket to the shed to pick vegetables, got some shallots, coriander, etc., and when he returned to the kitchen, the room was already warm , the chill that had been accumulated overnight has been swept away.

After washing the vegetables and putting them on the chopping board to dry, he patted the ginger and garlic and finely chopped them, and put them on the plate. Cang Hai went out to the water tower to get the pork, and was going to make stuffing when he came back.

When I arrived at the entrance of the water tower, I saw my third uncle Li Dan coming out of the water tower, holding a piece of meat in his hand.

"Uncle, why are you so diligent this morning?" Cang Hai greeted with a smile.

Li Dan looked at Cang Hai and smiled: "So it's Haiwazi, what are you doing? Cooking too?"

"I'll get some meat, and I'll eat wontons in the morning. As for you, you always see your aunt come over to get it, but it's rare for you to come to the water tower," Cang Hai said with a smile.

The water tower is the refrigerator of the villagers in summer and the fresh-keeping cabinet in winter. Every household’s meat is hung in the water tower. Can't do without the water tower.

Li Dan glanced at Cang Hai: "It's not that you are a good leader. Now the old ladies in the village are following the example, and they all count on our old men to cook. After a while, we may not be able to wash clothes. coming".

Cang Hai said cheerfully: "You can't rely on me for this. I cook as a hobby. You were forced to do so. Our nature is completely different."

Li Dan just said in passing that in the past, except for bachelors, all the old men in the village did not cook, and the rice cooked by each one could only be guaranteed to be cooked, so all of them were big-handed shopkeepers.But since Cang Hai returned to his hometown, things have gradually changed. Cang Hai has become a model in the mouths of many women. He can make money and do housework, which has attracted many aunts and grandmas to boast non-stop.

As the standard of living gets better and better, the villagers have higher and higher requirements for food, and it is no longer enough to be satisfied with food, so everyone began to secretly learn from Canghai, and then synthesized the skills of the chefs in the village , slowly began to pay attention to it, and learned all the tricks of blanching, oiling, etc.,

The old men are lazy and talkative, so they are picked up by their wives from time to time to talk about it, and gradually the men can order food.

"Without you cooking, can I do this job now?" Li Dan said.

"Where's Auntie?" Cang Hai asked.

Li Dan sighed: "I went out early in the morning, saying that I was learning to dance, and I didn't even look at her waist, she looked like a big pear, what kind of dance did she do?"

"Going to dance too, how many people are dancing and what kind of dance are they dancing?" Cang Hai was suddenly surprised.

Li Dan replied: "What kind of dance are you dancing? It's just a group of old women in the city dancing. The kind of waving and twisting waist is not exciting at all. It's better to play waist drums. I said a few words to her, and he I also complained to my uncle, saying that I did not support her healthy life, and the uncle who killed me took me over and gave me a scolding."

Hearing what Li Dan said, Cang Hai understood that this group of people was really a square dance.

The uncle and nephew chatted for a few words and then parted. Cang Hai took the meat and went back to the kitchen to start working, chopping the meat and making wontons. Everything was done. The time was not yet 06:30, so it was too early to serve the wontons So Cang Hai decided to go to the east of the village to have a look.

When I came to the east end of the village, I heard the sound of music in the house about ten meters away.

The place to dance is not a kiln but a house, the original restaurant. Cang Hai stretched his head to look inside, and suddenly found a dozen people, old and young, practicing in the house, and each of them was holding a handful of small red fan, and my old mother-in-law stood on top, apparently acting as a teacher.

Gently opened the door, Cang Hai walked in, this group of people were serious about learning, no one noticed Cang Hai coming in, and they all followed Wang Zhenzhen in a decent manner.

After watching it for a while, Cang Hai couldn't help but want to laugh, because many of the people in this group were a little bit blind. Although they were all good at playing waist drums, they seemed to be extremely fond of this kind of Jiangnan-style square dance. do not adapt.

Cang Hai couldn't bear to watch it any longer, turned around and left the dining room and was about to go back to the kitchen when he suddenly remembered that Qi Yue was going to hunt today, so he walked to the entrance of the cave where Qi Yue and others lived.

"Hey, are you up yet!"

Cang Hai reached out and patted the door.

"Who is it!"

It took a long time to hear a lazy sound from the room. Along with the lazy sound, there were a few hums. It seemed that no one in the room was awake, and everyone was lying on the bed.

"Get up, go hunting! Qi Yue, Yan Jun, you little lazy pigs!" Cang Hai shouted into the room with a childlike heart.

Qi Yue's voice resounded in the room, and the kiln was almost collapsed by the waking up.

"roll!"

"Hahaha!"

Cang Hai laughed and left the door.

Back in the kitchen, Cang Hai started to prepare wontons, because Mengmeng was about to go to school, as for the others, including Shi Wei, they were still lying in bed, it was very hard to get up in winter, and no one wanted to leave the warm bed.

Cang Hai had just boiled the water, and Mengmeng yawned and entered the kitchen with a small schoolbag slumped over his shoulder, followed by a slick bodyguard like a bodyguard.

Mengmeng saw that Cang Hai was cooking, so he sat down on a small chair and began to doze off.

"Did you become a thief at night?"

Seeing his sister's appearance, Cang Hai laughed and joked.

Mengmeng ignored his elder brother and continued to take a nap, while Slick moved to the side of Cang Hai and wagged his tail, but was kicked away by Cang Hai lightly.

Put the wontons out of the pot, put the lid on the pot and wait for the steam to rise, Cang Hai fished out the wontons, put a little lard, seaweed and so on in the bowl, and added a little marinade , The hot water is poured into the bowl like this, and a burst of fragrance immediately burrows into the nose.

"Have a meal!"

Cang Hai brought the wonton in front of Meng Meng.

The little girl looked sleepy, lazily picked up the chopsticks, and put the wontons into her mouth as if counting them one by one.

Cang Hai looked at his younger sister's small appearance, she was just like a little sloth.

"Mengmenggu, Mengmenggu!"

Xiaohu appeared at the door of the kitchen with a schoolbag on his back, stretched his head and saw Cang Hai in the room, and after yelling, he sat down on the edge of the table obediently.

Xiaohu's mother doesn't make breakfast at all now, and when she sleeps until about ten o'clock, Xiaohu gets up every day, puts on her schoolbag, and goes to Cang Hai's house for breakfast.

Cang Hai is already used to his godson having breakfast at home, another bowl of wontons has already been ordered for this boy, and when it was brought to him, Xiaohu thanked him, and started to eat it.

"You are really right to use your name!" Cang Hai said with a smile.

Xiaohu wiped his nose here: "My mother said the same thing about me! She said that I eat well. By the way, Daddy, why don't you eat?"

Cang Hai said: "I'll eat it later, you guys eat first, and go to school honestly after eating."

"Ok!"

Xiaohu hummed, bowed his head and began to eat with big mouthfuls.

Compared with Xiaohu, Mengmeng can't eat anymore, he doesn't look like he was holding the bowl when he first came here, and eating a meal is procrastinated.

After Xiaohu had finished eating, she only ate half of it, and there was no way to eat the remaining half, because the convoy that transported the vegetables had already honked its horn.

"I won't eat it!"

Mengmeng carried his schoolbag on his back, and Xiaohu stood up unobtrusively, and immediately drank the last mouthful of soup in the bowl, then picked up his schoolbag and threw a sentence at Canghai: "Dad, I'm going to school ".

Cang Hai cleaned up the bowl, and heard the little tiger outside yelling at Li Meng: "Gu Mengmeng, wait for me!"

For the remaining half bowl of wontons, Cang Hai poured them directly into Hutou's food bowl. The half bowl of wontons didn't last for three seconds, and all of them went into Hutou's stomach.

While waiting for Shi Wei to get up, Cang Hai pulled the two sons up from the bed, the two little guys looked like their aunt, they started to doze off when they got to the kitchen, they looked like they hadn't woken up.

Shi Wei was not much better, sitting on a chair with sleepy eyes.

Cang Hai gave his mother three boiled wontons, and just started cooking here, when he heard the voices of Wang Zhenzhen and Shi Zhenbang from outside, it was obvious that Wang Zhenzhen was very dissatisfied with her students and kept nagging about something.

"Mom and Dad, sit down, the wontons are just cooked."

Cang Hai lined up several bowls on the side of the pot, and while serving wontons, he said to the elder who came in.

Shi Zhenbang and his wife immediately came to help.

Everyone gathered around the table, and Wang Zhenzhen couldn't help talking again.

"Cang Hai, why are the people in your village so lively when they play waist drums, but why are they so slow in learning dance? I have handed in a movement for two days, and they still can't learn it well."

Cang Hai smiled and said: "Mom, don't worry, the waist drum and what you teach are not the same routine. The movements of the waist drum are wide open and close, and what you teach are all meticulous work of swinging willows in the wind. They will understand it in a short while. How can it be twisted? The northwest wind and the south wind are completely different things, just like a folk song singer, if you ask him to sing an opera, he will be blind."

"Look at what I said, Cang Hai is the same as I thought," Shi Zhenbang said with a smile as an afterthought.

"It's really tiring, it's not as good as our neighbors," Wang Zhenzhen muttered again.

He said so, but Cang Hai knew that his old mother-in-law accepted his explanation.

Shi Wei asked at this time: "Mom, why do you suddenly think of dancing?"

"I can't dance anymore?" Wang Zhenzhen was a little unhappy.

"I didn't say you couldn't, I just asked why I remembered it all of a sudden." Shi Wei asked.

Shi Zhenbang said: "Anyway, everyone has nothing to do, let's get together and have fun."

(End of this chapter)