Return to the small mountain village in 1986

Chapter 57
The flame in the stove was burning vigorously, the oil pan made a sizzling sound, and the unique aroma of lard permeated the air, spreading from the simple kitchen to the entire courtyard.

Gao Mingcheng turned the lard with a spatula from time to time to fry them more evenly.

The heat of boiling lard is also very important. When the cooking is almost done, the oil residue must be removed immediately, otherwise the oil residue will be burnt, which will affect the quality of lard.

In fact, Gao Mingcheng seldom does things in the kitchen on weekdays. Fortunately, some relevant experience and skills are enough for him to do this well.

Anneal, remove the oil residue, and put the lard into the jar.

This jar is made of ceramics. In order to prevent it from exploding at high temperature, the jar is put into a basin, and then a large basin of cold water is placed in the basin to achieve the purpose of cooling down.

This kind of practice is common in every household in their village, and he has seen it many times since he was a child.

Every time a family cooks lard, once they smell the aroma, the children in the village will gather at that family's house and wait for the lard to be boiled to share the oil residue.

At this time, the host will also generously break out a plate of oil residue and sprinkle a little salt. The freshly fried oil residue is crispy and sweet!
In fact, in terms of the taste of oil residue, water oil is better. The so-called water oil, also known as net oil and flower oil, is the oil obtained from the edge of the pig's internal organs, and often has a pig with iron.

The reason why water oil is called water oil is because it contains more water and produces less oil, so the price is cheaper than suet.But the deep-fried oil dregs have a more crispy texture, especially the fried charred pig iron, which is very chewy.

Gao Mingcheng found a piece with fascia from the oil residue, and then threw it into his mouth, click, the oil residue exploded in the mouth, bringing people a different kind of enjoyment.

This is the happiness that fat brings to people!

Gao Mingcheng ate several pieces of oil residue in a row, and suddenly heard footsteps outside. When he heard the footsteps, he frowned slightly, and even the oil residue in his mouth was instantly tasteless.

A few seconds later, a person came in at the door of the kitchen. The person first tentatively leaned out half of his body. When he saw that the person in the kitchen was Gao Mingcheng, she straightened up instantly, and her whole person's momentum rose. .

"Gao Mingcheng, you only made ten yuan, and you posted it to their family? Are you stupid?" Luo Xiaohua cursed angrily.

As I said before, people living in the village rarely have privacy. For example, Gao Mingcheng helped carry the coffin yesterday and earned ten yuan, but within half an hour, the whole village could know.

So Duomei knows, and his mother Luo Xiaohua also knows.

"You have helped Gao Zhuang of their family since you were a child, and now you should eat a few mouthfuls of food from their family, but you still spend money to buy them lard to eat! And buy rice? You're probably out of your mind!"

"Go, go home! Don't stay here, take the rice and oil with you!"

As Luo Xiaohua said, he was about to get things.

How could Gao Mingcheng let her take the things away? He took out ten yuan from his trouser pocket and said, "This oil and rice are bought by Grandma Xi, who gave me the money. Now, look, My ten dollars are still here."

Gao Mingcheng showed his mother the ten yuan, and then put it back in his trouser pocket.

He was too fast, and Luo Xiaohua was a little dissatisfied, but he could only stare at him.

She glanced at the large plate full of oil residue, then at the jar full of oil, feeling a little uncomfortable, and said sourly: "His family doesn't have a strong laborer, yet they live such a good life! No wonder you are reluctant to go back to your own home!"

While she was talking, she still didn't forget to reach out for the oil residue to eat. She ate very fast, as if she was at a disadvantage if she ate less.

Gao Mingcheng let his mother eat oil residue, but asked her why she came here.

Luo Xiaohua said as a matter of course: "Your father bought the old house of Gao Fu's family yesterday, and you didn't go to work on the railway anyway. If you have time these two days, go there and help clean it up. Wait a few days, Choose another good day, and your brother and sister-in-law will move into the house over there."

Gao Mingcheng frowned and said, "I don't have time to clean up, you can do it yourself. I'll help move things when we move."

Luo Xiaohua immediately glared at Gao Mingcheng viciously, but Gao Mingcheng didn't give in. In the end, she had no choice but to say: "After your brother and sister-in-law move out, you will come back to live. You can't live if you have a home. You don't have to worry about living in someone else's house." People in the village read the joke!"

"This family hasn't been separated yet. There are many places where money is needed. Give me the ten yuan. When you get married in the future, you have to buy things."

Gao Mingcheng frowned even tighter. When he heard his mother's footsteps, he had a guess in his heart. It's not surprising to hear his mother say that now.

In fact, he still has some money in his hand, and he can give the ten yuan to his mother, but he doesn't want to give it.

"Mom, I remember you said before that if I marry Duomei, you won't give me a dime, and I don't expect you to give me any money. I will save money to marry her. No, just give me my acre of land."

In 83, the land was distributed according to the head. There were eight people in their family, and they were allocated a little more than nine mu of land. As for the land, they all reclaimed wasteland by themselves.

Gao Mingcheng said that he wanted to share an acre of land, but there was nothing wrong with it.

But this sentence immediately made Luo Xiaohua rage, and pointed at Gao Mingcheng's nose and cursed: "You still want to marry her? What's so good about her? Don't forget, she has no land! At that time, you will only have One mu of land, I am afraid that I will starve to death!"

"I warn you, if you marry him, I won't give you a dime, and I won't help you!"

"Okay, I see." Gao Mingcheng said calmly, anyway, he didn't help in his previous life, and he doesn't count on it in this life.

Luo Xiaohua saw that he didn't eat oil and salt, so he could only leave angrily in the end. Before leaving, he didn't forget to grab a lot of oil residue.

Gao Mingcheng watched her leave, sighing slightly in his heart.

When the fields were divided in 83, he was still young and could not speak at all in the village. At that time, many beautiful second sisters and Zhang Chengyuan were married. Divide the fields.

But how important is the field to farmers?
So the four sisters of the Xu family were all arguing in the village, and there was a commotion. In the end, both sides took a step back, that is, the village agreed to give Zhang Chengyuan an acre of land, but many beauties would have no land.

At that time, many beauties were smaller and unable to fight for themselves, so the matter was settled like this.

It is also because of these that his mother always looks down on many beauties.Because many beauties have no advantages other than good looks.

But who made him fall in love with many beauty?

Even if he does it again, he doesn't want to marry someone else, because he is used to the existence of many beauties, and many beauties have become the other half of his life.

(End of this chapter)