happy life rebirth

Chapter 9

Xia Xiaohong, who had nothing to do, suddenly became unaccustomed to it. She looked up at the sky—well... it seemed that it was almost noon; Xia Xiaohong suddenly remembered that her mother would come back from the ground for lunch in a few minutes. If not, go to the kitchen to cook lunch.

She is 11 years old this year, and Xia Xiaohong clearly remembers that in her previous life, she had already learned how to cook rice by herself when she was eight years old, standing on a small stool next to the pot in front of the stove. At the age of 11, she already had the ability to cook by herself .

This quick-tempered girl often said that the wind is the rain, and she had already made up her mind and walked into the kitchen in a hurry; Xia's kitchen was the same as many families in Hewanli Village, which burned firewood; Firewood-saving stoves, such new-style stoves were still relatively rare in rural areas at this time; there were only ten or twenty households in Hewanli Village.

When she reached the door of the stove, Xia Xiaohong suddenly hesitated again, alas...she hadn't cooked for 30 years, and Xia Xiaohong went to the city soon after Jiang Meiying passed away; since then, she has started burning coal, Later, it was liquefied gas; finally, it was an induction cooker.

All of a sudden, she got up, and reached out to pick up the iron clip on the door of the stove; Xia Xiaohong opened the back door of the kitchen, and behind it was a special tip for putting firewood; Firewood, and some fir thorns for kindling the fire.

Cedar thorns—as the name suggests, they are the leaves of fir trees, which are long and needle-like; there are many of them on the hills near Hewanli Village, and they are perfect for lighting fires when they dry out... just a little bit!
Many rural households like to use fir thorns as tools for starting fires. Almost every household in Hewanli Village is burning fir thorns.

Xia Xiaohong took a large handful of fir thorns with iron clips and put them at the door of the stove, then took a few pieces of firewood that Jiang Meiying had chopped into the kitchen.

Even though it has been many years since there was a fire because of the fir thorns, Xia Xiaohong managed to start the fire without much effort, and when the fir thorns were ignited, she conveniently added two pieces of firewood to the stove.

The pot was made of iron and quickly heated up, and a spoonful of cold water was poured down; Xia Xiaohong took the enamel washbasin specially used for washing rice to the house and scooped out the rice. After washing the rice, wash the rice water She poured it into the scum outside the kitchen; poured the washed rice into the pot, and then covered the pot; seeing that the fire seemed to be getting smaller, she added two more to the stove with iron clips firewood.

While waiting for the meal to open, Xia Xiaohong took down the vegetable basket hanging on the wall; there were some green peppers in it, two or three foreign peppers that were half-green or not red; uh...that is, tomatoes, a place where there are many such things It is called foreign hot pepper; it is the same in Hewanli Village, besides these, there is only a loofah left in the vegetable basket.

Xia Xiaohong picked up some green peppers neatly, and took out the two foreign peppers together; then took the loofah to the patio, picked up a piece of broken porcelain from the wall; It was shaved clean, and there was still some fermented soybeans in the house; she planned to fry green chili fried fermented soybeans for lunch, and then make a spicy loofah soup. These two dishes are very suitable for eating on hot days; they are very suitable for dinner.

After the rice in the pot was boiled, Xia Xiaohong went to the stove door and pulled out two firewood from the stove; after the rice was boiled, the fire in the stove should not be too hot, and no open flames should be left on. Yes; after the rice in the pot popped, Xia Xiaohong took the spatula and poured the extra rice soup into the rice bowl; then used the spatula to roll the rice into a hill-like shape, and then poked a few holes in it with chopsticks ——This will make it easier for the rice to breathe and cook faster.

Finally, cover the pot cover, and then wrap a clean rag around the pot cover; it's OK!

Xia Xiaohong had just finished cooking lunch when Jiang Meiying's voice sounded in the courtyard: "Xia Xia, Mommy is back; are you hungry? I'll cook you lunch when Mommy washes her face."

"Mum, no need." Xia Xiaohong put a washbasin of cold water in front of Jiang Meiying with a smile, with a washcloth on her arm: "Wash your face first, I've already prepared lunch; Mu Mom will have lunch after you wash your face."

"Xia Xia, I've already told you that you are sick; let you take a good rest at home, why is your child so disobedient?" Jiang Meiying gave Xia Xiaohong a moved and distressed look, and blamed her endlessly.

"Mom!" Xia Xiaohong smiled affectionately at Jiang Meiying: "It's just a small cold, and she's already been fine; look..."

Xia Xiaohong stood in the courtyard and turned around to Jiang Meiying twice, then tilted her head and said, "Mom, don't worry about me, I'm fine! I promise..." Xia Xiaohong raised two fingers and said as if swearing : "This entrance exam will definitely not embarrass you, so you can rest assured!"

"You!" Jiang Meiying gave her a reproachful look: "Mom can't say no to you, anyway, you have to pay attention to your body; you can't be too aggressive in everything, you know!"

"Well... I see!" Xia Xiaohong responded readily, and then deliberately rubbed her stomach with her hands; she said with a sad face: "So? Mom, can I have lunch first; my stomach is so hungry ah!"

"Okay! Let's go to lunch, let's go today! Let's try it... How about our Xiaxia's craftsmanship?"

"Hehe...Mum, don't worry, you can eat it; it won't make you have diarrhea." Xia Xiaohong answered in a rare and playful way, and the mother and daughter went to eat lunch together.

People in rural areas need to consume a lot of physical strength because of work, and the average person eats well; the rice bowls used for eating are not as small and delicate as they are now, but are similar to the rice noodle bowls in rice noodle shops in the city; Bowls are generous.

Jiang Meiying glanced at Xia Xiaohong curiously: "Xia Xia, why don't you pretend to eat rice crusts?" Uh... When did her daughter become fond of eating rice crusts, why didn't she know.

Xia Xiaohong looked at her bowl full of crispy rice, and the burnt yellow crispy rice was exuding a tempting aroma; Xia Xiaohong swallowed unconsciously: "Well...it smells so good, she hasn't eaten this kind of rice for more than 30 years. The crispy rice crust made by traditional cooking methods is really craving! Such a fragrant and crispy crispy rice crust is soaked in a slightly sour spicy loofah soup, just thinking about it makes people want to salivate.”

If you think about it, when the people behind are cooking, it's either a pressure cooker or an electric rice cooker, no matter which one you use... It's impossible to eat crispy rice. It is on par with the rice crust that is smothered by the firewood in the pot.

"Mom." Hearing Jiang Meiying's question, Xia Xiaohong was scooping soup into her rice bowl; she replied without any delay in the movement of her hands: "It's okay, this rice cooker is delicious when soaked in soup; I like to eat like this."

Looking at her daughter's greedy face, Jiang Meiying had a loving smile on her face; um... as long as Xia Xia likes to eat, it's not something expensive; crispy rice!Every household in this family is normal, and I haven't seen any children who are rare; Jiang Meiying shook her head lightly.

Jiang Meiying took a chopstick of stir-fried soybean meal with chili into her bowl, and after taking a bite, she couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Xia Xia, why did your cooking skills suddenly become so good; today's stir-fried soybean meal with green pepper is really good!" It's pretty good."

As if to prove to Xia Xiaohong that he did not lie to her, Jiang Meiying took several big mouthfuls of food into her mouth.

Xia Xiaohong stuck out her tongue embarrassingly, and said playfully: "Mom, how can it be! Well... I see, you must be tired from working in the field today and hungry! No, that's why you You will feel that my food is delicious today."

"Really?" Jiang Meiying glanced at her daughter suspiciously, um...why does this child seem weird today?

"Of course, it must be like this." Xia Xiaohong felt guilty in her heart!

Hmm... It's so risky, I almost showed my feet; this girl was too involved in cooking today, and she completely forgot that she is only 11 years old at the moment; this cooking skill is certainly not the same as that of future generations who have been cooking for decades Fortunately, my mother didn't pursue it any further; otherwise...

Xia Xiaohong feels that she still needs to be more careful in the future, and it will take time to change; isn't it?

(End of this chapter)