Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 360 Chilling Contrast
"Ma'am, it's not your fault, but it's the flesh that fell from your body. Something happened to her, and you should be sad. It's all human love!"

Meng Kejun put the red dates in his hand back into the basket, and reached out to pat the back of her hand. When Meng Kejun said this, his heart suddenly became uncomfortable.

It's also the flesh that fell from the body. An's can go crazy about her daughter because of missing Ke'er, but what about herself?Why can her parents be so cruel?Throw her directly in the orphanage, no one loves her since she was a child, and she has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world.

"What's the matter? Why are you still feeling sad?"

An's found that after Meng Kejun comforted herself, she suddenly became depressed.

Fearing that Anshi would ask more questions, Meng Kejun quickly raised his head and shook his head with a smile, "It's okay!"

An Zhenqi, who was cooking in the kitchen, looked up from the window and saw Anshi and Meng Kejun who were sitting in the yard, leaning against each other and doing household chores.

He could tell that his mother-in-law really liked the little girl in front of him with a cute name in her name, and after getting along with her for a while, he also liked this little girl in his heart.

But he wasn't sure if this Meng Kejun was just pretending in front of them. Over the past few years, some people tried all kinds of tricks to invite him out of the mountain.

There are also people like Meng Kejun who pretended to be very enthusiastic and kind at first, as if they really regarded themselves as parents, but after seeing the old woman's illness, they ran faster than anything else.

In this regard, Meng Kejun is still better than those people. At least she was not scared away, and she took the initiative to lead her mother-in-law back.

"Okay! It's almost done!" Meng Kejun looked at the bowl beside him, and saw that the ingredients were almost peeled, she patted her own hand, and stood up with the plate in her hand, "Ma'am, I'll go make it for you right away." Donkey-hide gelatin cake, I can assure you, it will definitely taste better than the ones that the uncle boiled for you."

In order to take good care of her body, Meng Kejun also eats a lot of donkey-hide gelatin in modern society. She has done everything, but the most delicious one is the donkey-hide gelatin cake made with red dates, longan and walnuts.

But An Shi, who was sitting on the small bench, was unwilling to stand up. She liked to sit in the yard like this and chat with Meng Kejun about family matters.The more she looked at her, the more Anshi liked her and the kinder she was to her. She wished she could hold Meng Kejun in her arms and hear her call her mother.

No, she can't just let Meng Kejun go, she must think of a way to keep Meng Kejun.

An Zhenqi is waving his spatula to turn over the tofu in the pot. This tofu is made by himself. The beans are freshly ground by a stone mill, and the tofu is made from old brine. This tofu is put in the pot with rapeseed oil on high heat. Once fried, the taste is not to mention how fragrant it is.

"How long will it take for you to do this? I'm going to use a pot!"

Putting the plate in her hand by the stove, Meng Kejun spoke to An Zhenqi unceremoniously. Originally, she wanted to be more polite, but when she thought of him questioning Qingfeng and herself, she couldn't be polite.

"That's all! It's ready!"

Add salt to the fried tofu, pour some water soaked in tempeh, and then throw in the chopped garlic, and a plate of homemade fried tofu will be cooked in a short time.

An Zhenqi's craftsmanship is really superb. After he cooks the ordinary tofu, the whole room is filled with the smell of beans.

Meng Kejun twitched her mouth, but she was already hungry.

Not caring too much, Meng Kejun stretched his hand towards the plate in An Zhenqi's hand.

"It's hot! It's hot!"

The tofu just out of the pot was hot and scalding. Meng Kejun's fingertips holding the tofu immediately trembled, but she was still reluctant to let go, opened her mouth, and directly threw the tofu into her mouth.

The tofu in his mouth was still hot, Meng Kejun gasped while biting, trying to cool the tofu in his mouth.

Her anxious look finally made An Zhenqi laugh.

"If you want to eat, eat it with chopsticks when it's colder. If you burn your hands and mouth like this, won't you suffer?"

"But...but fragrant...delicious..."

The hot tofu was still rolling on her tongue, and Meng Kejun blew on it while eating and talking, which made her slurred her words.

An Zhenqi shook his head with a smile, and went out of the kitchen with the tofu. In fact, his heart was very warm. Although Meng Kejun's behavior of stealing tofu seemed normal, it touched his heart deeply. the string.

At this time, I don’t know how many families have daughters, their daughters will suddenly break into the kitchen, hide behind their parents and steal the vegetables that have just been shoveled out of the big pot.

This dish may not be really delicious, but after hearing the complaints from parents, the girl who was scalded must have the same answer.

If his Ke'er was there, such a scene would probably happen every day.

Now, although Ke'er is gone, Meng Kejun treated her to stage this scene.

An Zhenqi's heart suddenly felt emotional, could it be that God took pity on them and specially sent Meng Kejun to his side?

After leaving the kitchen, An Shi immediately stretched out his hand and pulled him over, and then dragged him into the room mysteriously, as if he wanted to discuss something with him.

Only Meng Kejun was left in the kitchen. Meng Kejun rolled up his sleeves and carefully cleaned the pot so that there was no oily smell in the pot.

After picking out the burning firewood in the stove, Meng Kejun took out the sugar jar found in the cupboard.

Put all the rock sugar inside into the pot, then pour rice wine into the pot, and slowly boil the rock sugar.

When the rock sugar was boiling in the pot, she took the back of a knife and turned all the donkey-hide gelatin into small pieces, so that they would melt faster after they were put into the pot.

After half of the rock sugar in the pot melted, Meng Kejun immediately poured the donkey-hide gelatin into small pieces into the pot.

Then take a spoon and stir slowly.

Boiling donkey-hide gelatin requires patience. If the fire is too high or too urgent, it is easy to boil donkey-hide gelatin. If it is a little bit mushy, the taste of the whole pot will be greatly reduced.

Meng Kejun didn't dare to neglect this pot, An Zhenqi questioned her, so she shook him with this hand.

Maybe he was happy with the meal and felt that he had good craftsmanship, so he obediently followed him down the mountain, even accepted himself as an apprentice, and taught her all the good craftsmanship.

The more Meng Kejun thought about it, the happier he became, and the happier he was with the spatula in his hand, the more vigorously he stirred.

After all the donkey-hide gelatin in the pot had melted, Meng Kejun poured in all the red dates, walnuts, longan, and sesame seeds that were placed on the side of the stove.

After continuing to stir with a spatula for a while, when all the ingredients were mixed with donkey-hide gelatin, she immediately took out a large basin with a piece of gauze on it.

After flattening, put it in a cool place, and after it cools down, cut it into chunks.

After she finished these, the sky had been gloomy, and finally it started to rain.

(End of this chapter)