The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 19 An Egg

Early the next morning.

Just after dawn, Li Aiguo got up from the bed.

In this day and age, birds are almost fading out of their mouths, so I have to eat something good today.

Unplug the coal stove, sit on the black iron pot, the light blue flame gently licks the black bottom of the pot.

After a while, green smoke rose from the iron pot.

Pick up the oil pot and pour some sanitary oil.

After the oil is hot, break off an egg and pour it into it.

Accompanied by a sizzling sound, the rich egg fragrance permeated immediately.

When the eggs turned bright yellow, Li Aiguo shoveled out the eggs, put the sliced ​​buns into the iron pot, and sprinkled some salt flowers.

Then put the scrambled eggs in, and a large plate of steaming steamed buns with scrambled eggs is ready.

At this time, all the oil at the bottom of the pot is absorbed by the steamed buns, and it is clean, not wasted at all.

Pick up a chopstick and put it in your mouth. The steamed buns are soft and the eggs are fragrant. The taste is absolutely amazing.

This is what Li Aiguo learned from a long-legged hairy model when he was learning foreign languages ​​in his previous life.

It's just that Mao Zimei used Daliba, and our Li Aiguo replaced it with steamed buns according to local conditions.

The rich aroma of eggs slipped out through the crack of the door, filling the entire courtyard in an instant.

People who just woke up are hungry at this time.

The alluring fragrance was like an iron hand, grabbing their intestines and twisting them into a ball.

hiss. so hungry
Xu Damao's house next door.

Xu Damao smelled the fragrance, looked at the stick noodle porridge in front of him, and said, "What's the big deal, when I marry Lou Xiao'e, I will eat meat every day."

Xu Jixiang glared at Xu Damao: "Da Mao, I'm going to have a blind date with Lou Xiao'e soon, you should pay attention recently, don't flirt with those little girls, the Lou family may find someone to investigate you."

"Father, don't worry, I, Da Mao, will handle things safely!"

Xu Damao was triumphant.

Easy Zhonghai Home.

"Li Aiguo is eating eggs."

The aunt came in from the outside and complained to Yi Zhonghai who was eating: "At the beginning I didn't agree with you attacking Li Aiguo, but now it's all right, I didn't get the house, but I folded the silly pillar in instead."

"Who would have thought that a person who was about to die would be able to come back to life."

Yi Zhong drank stick noodle porridge by the sea, and asked, "Silly Zhu hasn't been released yet, is the deaf old lady not caring or something?"

"Silly Zhu is just like the grandson of the deaf old lady, the old lady is sure!"

The first mother sat on the chair, frowning:

"The deaf old lady went to the street office and the police station, and the street office is fine. The police station heard that Li Aiguo is the son of a railway worker, and said they would look into it."

She asked worriedly: "Tell me, will Shazhu be sentenced to a few years in prison?"

"That can't be done! The deaf old lady is very capable, and she will definitely be able to rescue Sha Zhu." Yi Zhonghai was very confident.

Not long after the public-private partnership of the rolling mill, many old people still occupy leadership positions, and the deaf old lady has a deep relationship with these people.

Yi Zhonghai was promoted to the seventh level of fitter last year, but because his skills were not up to standard, it was the deaf old lady who came forward and walked through.

When the first mother heard what Yi Zhonghai said, she stopped talking.

It's just that she feels that this matter will not be good.

Jia family.

Jia Xudong sniffled, and the white flour steamed buns in his mouth suddenly tasted bad.

"Mom, I want to eat eggs too."

"Let your daughter-in-law go back to her mother's house to get it." Jia Zhang pursed her lips and glared at Qin Huairu.

In this era, there were no production teams and communes in the countryside, only temporary mutual aid groups.

The temporary mutual aid group is to solve the difficulties of insufficient labor force, animal power and agricultural tools in agricultural production.It is temporarily organized by several farmers during the busy farming season to exchange work and help each other.

After the busy farming season, it will be disbanded.

Farmers have private plots, livestock and fruit trees, and if they do not sell them on the market, it is not considered a violation of unified purchase and marketing, nor does it constitute speculation.

It's just that people can't get enough to eat these days, let alone raise livestock.

The few old hens left in the Qin family had already entered Jia Zhang's stomach, so there were no eggs left.

At this moment, Qin Huairu had just been married, and she didn't have the guts to argue with Jia Zhangshi, so she could only smile awkwardly.

Jia Zhang is also aware of the situation of the Qin family, the reason why she said that just now is to let Qin Huairu understand her identity.

A little girl from the countryside has to be respectful to her parents-in-law.

Seeing that Qin Huairu lowered her head and said nothing, Jia Zhang also lost the interest in continuing to complain, and brought the topic to Li Aiguo.

"Dongxu, after dinner, you go to the street office to report Li Aiguo. His money for buying eggs must have come from improper sources."

"That's right, that's right, Li Aiguo bought eggs and didn't send a few catties to our Jia family first, this kid should be dealt with." Jia Dongxu had a vicious look on his face: "Let the comrades in the street office arrest him."

"Sentence him to ten or eight years, and he will be a bachelor for the rest of his life!" Jia Zhang was so excited that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear.

There is a cheerful atmosphere in the house.

At this time, a voice came from the side, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Qin Huairu said timidly: "What reason do we use to report Li Aiguo? The money he bought the eggs should belong to our family."

Jia Zhang:
Jia Dongxu:
After a moment of silence, Mrs. Jia Zhang stood up while supporting the table, and walked into the house.

"My heart seems to be hurting a bit. I have to lie down for a while, Huai Ru, you will remember to brush the dishes and chopsticks, sweep the floor, and wash the dirty clothes you changed yesterday."

Looking at the pile of dirty clothes in the basin, Qin Huairu wanted to cry but had no tears.

Yan family.

The Yan family sat in front of the square table.

There is a bowl of stick noodle porridge in front of everyone, and there is a plate in the middle of the table with a salted egg on it.

Yan Jiecheng glanced at the salted egg, then took two mouthfuls of stick noodle porridge.

Just after taking a sip, he raised his head again, wanting to take another look at the salted eggs.

But Yan Bugui stopped him: "Xie Cheng, according to our family's rules, you can only look five times a meal, and you have exceeded the number of times."

"Father is right, I counted too, my brother made a foul." Class leader Yan Jiefang raised his hand.

"Father, if I look twice more, can I miss the egg?" Yan Jiecheng wanted to cry but had no tears.

"That's hard to say!" Yan Bugui said with a straight face, "We'll know when we eat eggs tomorrow."

Hearing about eating eggs, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiedi suddenly became interested, and moved to Yan Bugui.

Even the third mother put down her chopsticks.

Only the class leader, Yan Jiefang, sat at the table in an orderly manner.

"We have been looking at this egg for more than half a year, but we never thought we would have one day to eat it." The third mother burst into tears.

"Of course, do you think I'm that stingy?"

Yan Bugui turned his head and confessed: "Old woman, you need to find a needle today."

"Needle?"

"Yeah, let's insert the tip of a needle into the egg and lick the needle every time, so that this egg will last for another half a year." Yan Bugui's small eyes in the tortoiseshell frame blinked.

Three moms:
Yan Jiecheng:
Yan Jiedi:
Yan Jiefang: Hiccup.
Several people were silent for a moment, and then they were relieved.

It's better to lick the needle than stare at it, at least you can taste the egg.

Satisfied.

At this moment, Yan Bugui's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Children, there is an egg smell, everyone squat down at the door and take a deep breath."

(End of this chapter)