The leisurely life of rebirth.

"Mom! There is something in your words!" Cao Xuefang asked softly in her ear.

Yu Qingqing frowned lightly and said, "I don't know what to say, anyway, I feel that it doesn't taste right, and there is a smell of how much you can get in it."

A smile appeared on the corners of Fang Monan's lips. Aunt Cao's was quite sensitive. The lyrics of "Walking in a Cool Way" were probably written about love, but like all excellent musical works, after a song is born, it will be heard by the public. , It will definitely attract "misreading" by several listeners.

And "Walking in a Smart Way" was not spared.In the subconscious mind of the Chinese people, "going for a while" is actually equivalent to the meanings of words such as "today's wine is drunk today", "to get by", "how much can be earned", all of which are based on the Chinese people's understanding of Buddhism, Confucianism, and Taoism. Influenced by the tradition of the integration of the three religions, a common and common life attitude and philosophy gradually formed among the nation.

"Mom, you really have such a taste when you say that." Cao Xuefang pondered for a while and said, "Hey! Mom, I'll take you to listen to a few songs after dinner. It's absolutely positive."

The mother and daughter murmured softly, while the others continued to drink in large bowls and eat large pieces of meat.

"This...delicious...to eat!" Xiaodudu said with difficulty with his mouth full.

"Swallow it down, and then talk." Jian Huixin pinched his chubby little face and said.

Dudu nodded, "Oh!" He swallowed, "I want more." [

"Golden and crisp, sweet but not thick, oily but not greasy, soft and tender, the color and aroma are attractive and appetizing, making people want to swallow it all in one breath." Jian Huixin sandwiched a put into his own mouth. "No wonder you love to eat, what is this?"

"Sugar Oil Baba." Cao Xuefang said with a smile, "The ingredients are very simple, water-milled glutinous rice flour, sugar juice, fried in oil, and it's ready."

Cao Xuefang went on to say, "This sugar oil cake is cheap to make. The main raw materials are glutinous rice flour and caramel, but its manufacturing process is exquisite and has a special manufacturing process. Although it can't be elegant, it can't be compared with delicacies of mountains and seas and shark's fin bear's paw." It is comparable, but precisely because of its cheap status, it can enter and exit the homes of ordinary people, and is loved by the people, and has become a snack that the people can't get enough of. Regardless of people's beauty, ugliness, status, men, women, young or old, anyone who loves life and knows how to eat People who enjoy the pleasure of eating all have the wonderful feeling of eating sugar and oil cakes, and they all have special feelings for the dime a piece of sugar and oil cakes.

Eat three sugar-oiled cakes in the morning, which can fill you up for the day and give you plenty of energy. Three sugar-oiled cakes in the afternoon will refresh your stomach and make you energetic. The taste and effect of sugar-oiled cakes are wonderful in our eyes. "

When it comes to eating, everyone has fantastic ideas and talks endlessly.

"What is this?" Grandma asked curiously, "The taste is excellent, chewy, delicious, and appetizing."

"Haha..." Fang Monan laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Did I say something funny?" Grandma looked at the silly Fang Monan and asked in puzzlement.

"Grandma's food!" Cao Xuefang laughed, "Grandma Mo calls it grandma's food!

Grandma cuisine is a Tujia dish with a strong rural flavor in Western Hunan.The raw materials are a variety of wild vegetables, which are dried and marinated in the altar by the traditional folk production method of Xiangxi. Without adding any pigments and preservatives, it is cooked with meat paste, pepper, vegetable oil, and salt. "

"This is my dish for grandma." Fang Monan said with a smile on his lips.I only remembered this dish when I was cooking Hunan cuisine.

Mr. Lin picked up a chopstick, put it in his mouth, tasted it, and said, "Now that life is rich, I still miss the delicious food when I was a child."

Fang Monan said meaningfully, "Farm food, to a certain extent, is an emotion and a feeling of 'eating', giving people who have a stressful working day the ease of returning to nature. The complexity of modern cities makes people yearn for returning to nature. I yearn for simple and unadorned food, and choosing simple and unadorned local dishes is more like an attitude towards life.”

Mr. Lin took a sip of wine, "A glass of old wine, a few dishes, the simpler, the better."

"Gourmet minimalist." Bella said in a straightforward manner. [

"Hey! Grandma's dishes are like this. It's easy to identify. The dishes made by grandma are relatively gentle and reasonable. The color is crystal and mild, the taste is light, but the color is mellow. If the dishes on the table are open and closed, full of color and fragrance, it is probably craftsmanship. A masterpiece by good parents." Fang Monan said with a smile.

"As for one dish, it's appalling and insensitive, hehe...it's probably a beginner's product." Grandma Lin said with a smile on her lips.

"Hehe...it's easy to identify." Everyone said with a smile.

I have seen people who scold the sky and the earth, father and mother.Your grandpa has a chicken thigh and your grandma has a duck shank.Grandma's head is like a ball, grandma's waist is like a sickle, and grandma's butt is like bread. I don't seem to remember scolding grandma.

People around Fang Monan are more close to grandma, not only us, some anti-social and anti-human machine gun men in movies all over the world, usually when they recall the past, they will coolly say, how was my grandma back then.

In American dramas, those who are more homely will talk about food and drink. Most of the recipes for a certain dessert, a certain cheese, and a certain liqueur are handed down from grandma.What most people miss about their grandma most is that seven or eight out of ten have staring eyes and salivate.It can be seen that this is the same in both China and the West: the classic grandma image is always related to diet.

"Grandma's cooking is like a master's move. It's a trick to win. It's been a face-to-face confrontation with you. It's a comparison of real strength. Grandma cooks What is important is to present the most natural side of the ingredients. I despise all kinds of additives, monosodium glutamate or chicken essence.

Anyway, the old man has plenty of time, stewing a pot of soup can wait for the smell to come out while the aroma is dense.

Grandma's cooking is the essence of health preservation. Maybe it's because she is old, so the dishes are rarely rich in meat and oil.Rather, it has less meat and more vegetables, and it is served lightly and sparsely, without taste of MSG, and the salt seems to be light.But the prickly ash, the star anise that has been used up, and the cloves are scattered, and the umami taste is brought up again. "Mo Nan, who was already full, put down his chopsticks and said.

"Hehe..." Grandma scratched her head and said with a smile, "Am I as good as you said?"

"Silly boy!" Grandma just wanted to put her hand on her soft hair, looking at her coiled long hair, afraid of messing it up, she put her hand on her shoulder and patted it.

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Everyone chatted while eating, and the meal lasted for two hours.

After lunch, Fang Monan took Bella around the farm, and of course the follower Berg was indispensable behind him.The last three people were sitting by the reservoir, the willows were soft and the cool breeze was blowing on their cheeks, making them very comfortable.

Fang Monan leaned on the tree trunk, chatting and throwing small stones into the reservoir, watching the water splashing and rippling in circles.

The sun is scorching, the air is extremely dry, and the lotus leaves in the sun-dried reservoir are all wilted.The fish in the water are lazily hiding under the lotus leaves, listening to the irritable chirping of the cicadas on the treetops... the natural sounds are richer and more charming.

Inspired by what Fang Monan said about grandma’s food at the end, the farm was very quiet in the afternoon, and everyone had a look of aftertaste on their faces, missing their loved ones.

It's a pity that most people's grandmothers are gone, and the children want to support them but they don't wait for them!

Spending an afternoon by the reservoir, watching Bella jump up and down, and working all afternoon, I didn't catch a single fish, not even a fish scum.

Bella looked enviously at the fisherman who came to the reservoir, but that one did not return with a full reward.

"Bella! I'm going to the kitchen to prepare dinner, how about you!" Fang Monan got up and patted the grass clippings and dust that didn't exist on his body.

"I'm going to catch these damn cunning fish today." Bella said through gritted teeth, she didn't look like a lady. "Nannan! Go do your work!" Bella waved her hand without looking back.

Fang Monan nodded to Berg, then left the reservoir and entered the big kitchen.

The big kitchen in summer is as hot as a stove, which is a kind of torture for anyone, and it is hot and sweaty.

Fang Monan watched her grandma spreading pancakes, sweating profusely, her hair was wet with sweat, sticking to the sides of her cheeks, and her clothes were soaked with sweat. She pinched her fingers and applied a cooling technique.

"Nannan! Here we come." Grandma felt cooler and more comfortable, and knew who was behind her.

"Grandma, you don't need to make these. It's very hot and sticky." Fang Monan just wanted to wave his hand and take over the next pancake.

"Stop!" Grandma held her hand, "Why do you dislike my old man for not doing well!"

Fang Monan snorted, "What's the matter, grandma's cooking is the best." She said like a dog.

Fang Monan said that he was about to pick up the pancakes and put them into his mouth, "Pa..." The wooden shovel in grandma's hand hit the back of her hand.

"Grandma, it hurts!" Fang Monan rubbed the back of his hand.

"Huh! Come on, you are made of copper and iron, and you are afraid of wooden shovels. If you want to eat and wash your hands, chopsticks are at hand." Grandma nagging, "How can such a big person act like a child?" of."

"Hee hee..." Fang Monan smiled obediently and rushed his hands under the faucet, then began to roll pancakes with scallions and dip them in miso.

The lush young shoots on the farm are like sharp green swords in the breeze.Onion sprouts are not only the most nutritious, but also the most delicious. Pull them home, wash them and cut them into shreds, dip them in fried meat sauce and eat them with freshly baked pancakes. great.

"How about it! Do you feel as light as you said!"

Grandma poured the batter in the spoon onto the griddle, making a "here..." sound, and then smelled the fragrant scallions.

"The treasured sword is not old!" Fang Monan talked about the delicious meat sauce on his index finger.

As the saying goes, "Pancakes rolled with pork, you can't eat enough." Stir-fried peppers (toon) with eggs are also considered as "first-class dishes".There is also a funny saying among school children: "Pancakes and eggs, I won't read them if I don't eat them."

"Delicious!" Fang Monan muttered while eating. rs

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