I am Fugui

Chapter 183 Fried Crispy Meat

The weather is weird.

God seems to be suffering from the wind and cold. The rainy weather lasted for several days, the rain was not heavy, and it was soft, moistening the sky and the earth.

Summer seems to be gone forever, with the wind blowing with heavy humidity, people put on coats one after another, and even the mosquitoes in the mountains and forests are much less.

Xu House, under the spacious eaves, Xu Fugui sat on a rattan chair, holding a newspaper in his hand, with serious eyes, stopping from time to time, looking at the distant mountains covered in thick fog, thinking carefully.

Recently he discovered a very interesting thing, the more newspapers he read, the more he felt that his culture was poor.

Unlike before, he thought he had lived two lifetimes and understood all the truths of the world, but in fact he just lived a few more years, it's no big deal.

Without reading, I have been standing still and unable to get out of the circle around me.

"Father, where did Second Uncle go?" Youqing ran over and lay on his lap, a dry snot appeared on his chubby little face at some point.

"Your second uncle took your fifth uncle to measure the land. After a while, we will open up wasteland. After we open up wasteland, we can grow a lot of food. By then, Youqing can eat as much as he wants."

Saying that, Xu Fugui got up and took a towel, wet it with hot water, and wiped the snot off his face.

In the countryside, hot water is basically always available. There is usually a small pot in the corner of the stove, which is filled with hot water. The embers after each fire are enough to preserve the temperature of the iron pot.

"Father, don't I just eat as much as I want now, look at my big stomach."

Youqing didn't like to wash his face, so he struggled a bit, then lifted his clothes up, revealing his chubby belly.

Xu Fugui laughed loudly, "Son, the other dolls in the village can't eat as much as they want. You're still young, so you'll know in the future."

I don't know if Youqing understands, but he just nodded, and then asked: "Father, are you leaving tomorrow?"

Xu Fugui held him in his arms, "What's wrong? Can't bear your father?"

Youqing bowed his head and didn't speak.

Xu Fugui pinched his chubby little face, "After Dad leaves, don't let your mother and your grandparents get angry at home, or I'll come back and break your legs."

Youqing raised his head, "Father, why do you always want to break my legs?"

Xu Fugui was stunned for a moment, and said stiffly: "I am your father, you are my son, if you are disobedient, I will break your legs."

After finishing speaking, he felt that his attitude was too blunt, so he softened his tone and said, "Be good, son. When Dad comes back from the provincial capital, he will keep and buy things for you."

Youqing shook his head, "Father, I don't want good things. I also want to take the train. All the children in the village want to take the train."

Xu Fugui chuckled, "Okay, when Youqing is older, Dad will take you to the train!"

Youqing stretched out his little finger, "Pull the hook."

"Pull the hook!"

"If you hang yourself on a hook, you can't change it for 100 years. Whoever changes it will be a puppy."

Youqing, who finished the pulling ceremony, seemed very happy, and curled up in his arms, "When will father, sister and mother come back? I can't find anything to do."

Xu Fugui posted You Qing's cold face, "Father will pick them up in a while."

"Heck, Dad, your beard pricks me so itchy."

"There is celebration, there is celebration."

Youqing stood up and waved, "Er Niang, I'm here."

Liu Cuiping came over with a plate, "Come and eat crispy meat, just fried, thinking about it"

"It's fried, give it to me quickly, I want to eat, I want to eat."

Youqing hurried to get two yuan, and didn't forget to pass one to Xu Fugui, "Father, you eat."

Xu Fugui nodded, took the deep-fried browned crispy meat, and bit it down, the strong aroma of meat and bean flour immediately filled his mouth.

Crispy pork is a very famous local food. The ingredients are very precious. Eggs, half-fat and half-lean pork, and soybean flour are mixed together, and then fried with pork.

The process is not complicated, but the materials used are not cheap. Few households are willing to put the pot of lard alone.

But this thing is really delicious. After all, it is fried food, and it is pork wrapped in egg and soy flour. It can eat two large bowls of white rice just by smelling it.

"Brother Fugui, I fried all three catties of pork, so that you can take it to the provincial capital to eat tomorrow. By the way, many people have asked me about the provincial capital in the past two days," Liu Cuiping said with a smile, her tone still With a touch of pride.

Xu Fugui wiped the oil from his hands on Youqing's clothes casually, "You don't need to bring so much, the weather will be hot for a while, you can't keep it for that long, you keep half of it for yourself."

Liu Cuiping swallowed, "This crispy meat is fried for you. If we want to eat it, we can fry it anytime."

Only then did Xu Fugui realize that she hadn't eaten it herself, "Eat Cuiping too, you fried it just right, not too old or tender."

Liu Cuiping just picked up a piece of crispy meat and squinted her eyes to taste it carefully. After eating half of it, she wiped her eyes, "Brother Fugui, I'm not afraid of your jokes, this is the first time I've eaten crispy meat."

"In the future, you can fry it if you want to eat it. Our family has no shortage of lard."

"Er Niang, why are you crying?"

Youqing tilted his head and asked, and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he picked up the plate and ran inside, "Grandpa and grandma haven't eaten yet."

Cuiping instructed from behind, "Youqing, slow down, look at the threshold, don't fall, this child is really filial."

Her eyes were full of love, and she wondered if her own son, Blessed, would be so lovable in the future.

"Youfu is sleeping?" Xu Fugui picked up the newspaper again and asked casually.

"Well, fell asleep in the room, Brother Fugui, have you packed your luggage yet?"

"Hey, those two big wicker boxes are, your sister Zhen packed them up for me last night, with that attitude, she wanted me to take all the things in the house away."

After a while, Xu's mother came out on crutches. Xu Fugui got up and brought her a wicker chair out and asked her to sit down.

Mother Xu sat down tremblingly, the wrinkles on her face were like country roads, her silver hair was very conspicuous, her body was much thinner than before.

She looked at the continuous drizzle in the yard, and sighed: "Old man, my eyes are not working well, and things are blurry."

As she spoke, she stretched out her dry hand and stroked his cheek, "Fortunately, I can see what my family Fugui looks like."

For a while, the tip of Xu Fugui's nose was a little sore. Since he got sick, his bones have become worse and worse.

Although he has been taking traditional Chinese medicine and is much better than in his previous life, he is still not at ease.

He shook Xu's mother's hand instead, "Mother, when I become familiar with the provincial capital, I will take you to the provincial capital to see a doctor, and I will definitely be able to cure you."

Xu's mother smiled kindly, and patted the back of his hand, "I'm so old, I'm afraid I can't afford it, so don't spend that unjustified money."

Xu Fugui didn't say anything. Mother Xu would definitely not agree to say this now.

Xu's mother stopped talking and just sat beside him with a smile on her lips and a peaceful expression...

(End of this chapter)