Little Fubao from the farmhouse takes space to flee famine

Chapter 14 The Happiness of Eating Meat

The cold rain had drifted all night, and everything was wet. The reeds under the eaves were still covered with water beads.

Today is Wang Yongping's 36th birthday. If anyone in the family had a birthday in the past, then the rightful owner can eat an egg and a bowl of longevity noodles.

"Mom, do you want to make meat? How do you eat this meat? Can you make it into pickled vegetables and pork? It's time for dinner." Wen Ming led a group of boys around the kitchen.

It wasn't Li Aling's turn to light the fire today. She took her clothes and went to the river early in the morning. She knew that her family would have good food today, and she didn't know if she could share a piece.

Liu Chunlan lifted the pork belly out of the jar, fetched a basin of clean water and washed the blood stains on it herself.

There are inevitably a lot of pig hairs on the pork. Fang Cuiying complained: "This craftsmanship is not half as good as my father's. The pig hairs can't be shaved clean. I don't even have pig pliers at home."

"Cook it and pull it out by hand. You and I can't stand the pig hairs." Zhang Guihua was cutting a large pot of white radish, which is today's side dish.

"Go, go, don't stand around here, you can't even spread your legs. Take your brothers out to play."

The boys who were kicked out were reluctant to part with it. The piece of meat was so big that they had to eat two more pieces of meat today.

"Mom, please remember to leave some for me. Xiaoyuan and I will go fishing. Can you cook us a grilled fish tonight?"

"Make fish soup, the fish soup is also delicious."

Liu Chunlan couldn't help being entangled, but she would not agree to let them go to the river alone, what if they fell into the water.

"Go and cut the rabbit grass, you can eat when you come back from cutting."

Several boys actively grabbed the guy and rushed out the door, and the house was finally a lot cleaner.

The flame in the stove was not too big or too small, just licking the bottom of the pot, and a puff of green smoke came out of the pot.

With a sizzling sound, the fat and thin slices of meat crackled in the pot, and the smell of lard filled the whole room.

"I'm going to close the windows and doors. The smell can waft more than ten miles away. If someone with a dog's nose knows that our family eats meat, it will be terrible."

Fang Cuiying closed the kitchen tightly, and the whole room was filled with oily fumes.

Liu Chunlan was frying the sliced ​​meat in the pot, and the halazi almost flowed out, it was so fragrant, it was so fragrant.

The white fat meat simmered in the hot pot, and oil and water came out, and soon a small pot was boiled.

Li Zhenxiang controlled the heat. The heat was very important. If it was overheated, the meat would be dry.

Fang Cuiying held a jar, which was wiped clean and used to hold lard.

Spoonful after spoonful of lard was poured into the pot, not wanting to drop a drop, and even more eager to shovel all the oil and water in the pot.

Pour a large pot of white radish into the pot, mix and stew together, add a bamboo partition on top, put vegetable buns on it, and of course the rarest thing is a bowl of steamed eggs.

It was so lively at lunchtime. An Ran was placed in the seat with a board on it to put a bowl or catch the food she spilled.

The atmosphere today is even happier than the New Year. There is a big pot full of vegetables, even though it is still radish and cabbage, it is really delicious and drool-worthy.

"This piece of meat is really big!" Wang Yongye quickly took a piece from the basin with his bare hands and put it in his mouth, breathing out the fragrance.

"Have you not eaten meat for 800 years? It hasn't been served yet!" Fang Cuiying, who brought the chopsticks, saw that her man looked like he had never eaten before, so she knocked her chopsticks on his hand.

The man cried out in pain, and said with a smile: "Isn't it true that I haven't eaten a good meal of meat in 800 years, and the most satisfying time to eat is when I married you."

"Of course it's refreshing. It's not like my father killed two domestic pigs and made your mouth full of oil. Now you can speak glibly."

After laughing and scolding, the two sat next to each other again, waiting for the family to serve.

And each of the boys will hold a bowl, which contains a bowl of mush.

Liu Chunlan took a big spoon and scooped a spoonful of radish into each child's bowl, then picked out five pieces of meat from the basin with chopsticks and put them in their bowls.

"This small piece, I want a big one, auntie, you can change it for me." Wen Yuanjian picked up a small piece, half smaller than the others.

"You boy, take this piece."

Wen Yuan, who got a big piece, was overjoyed. He picked it up and put it in his mouth, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

The boys who didn't get the meat in the back all swallowed and looked forward to it.

When it was Li Aling and Li Aliu's turn, according to Liu Chunlan's intention, it was a piece for each of them, but the old man said that he was happy today, and every doll was the same.

Even though he said this, Li Aliu still found that the pieces of meat between him and his sister were very small, but he was also very satisfied. He took Li Aling to eat under the eaves outside the house.

In the Wang family, only adults can serve the table, and there is only one table, and children are allocated meals to eat wherever they like.

Basically the kids will go back to sleep, or eat standing or sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Fourth brother, why don't you eat meat? Isn't it delicious?" Wenbo stood next to him holding a bowl with a little bit of paste left in it, staring straight at the white meat slices with his two round eyes.

“I like to save the good stuff for last.”

"Oh……"

"I said Xiaoqi, stop staring at the meat in your fourth brother's bowl, your eyes will fall into his bowl."

When Wen Bo heard what his elder brother said, he tried his best to look away, but a piece of meat appeared in his bowl.

"Thank you fourth brother, fourth brother is the best." Wen Bo, who was holding a bowl, went to Wen Jing's side to have fun.

"By the way, Fubao hasn't eaten any meat yet? Leave half of it for her." Then he gave the half piece of meat that survived in his mouth to Fubao.

An Ran looked at this half piece of meat with teeth marks. The child liked it very much but still wanted to give it to her. You should keep it for yourself and eat it. Her teeth have not grown yet.

Knowing that his sister could not eat meat yet, Wenbo ate it with confidence.

The adults had enough to eat today, Wang Yongping didn't even know why his father wanted to celebrate his birthday grandly, today's meal cost a lot.

An Ran enjoyed it the most. She finally stopped eating carrots. Today she ate white porridge made from millet and a small bowl of steamed eggs. Mixing them together, it was delicious, especially the egg custard. In fact, the eggs were all grown on the farm. It's the one that Mr. Wang didn't sell out and kept back.

When tidying up the dishes, An Ran also left half a bowl of rice and egg custard, and asked Father Wang to give it to the youngest Wen Bo to eat.

Liu Chunlan's original intention was to keep it hot at night for another meal, so as not to do it again at night, which would be a waste.

Zhang Guihua wouldn't chime in at this time, she fell into her son's mouth left and right.

Of course, Li Zhenxiang is the one who is most afraid to speak. Her daughter eats better than the pillars of the family. I don't know why the father-in-law likes her baby so much.

Could it be because there are really too many youngsters in the family, or just a rare granddaughter, could it be that it was really that ridiculous dream, and Fubao is indeed blessed with some blessings.

(End of this chapter)