Chapter 58 Venison Braised Noodles
"The face is gone!"

Du Yao patted her forehead, looked at the empty noodle jar, she had finished eating the noodle a few days ago, she kept thinking about going to the city to buy some, but forgot about it.

I originally wanted to make venison stewed noodles, but now it seems that I can only change the way.

"Have it!"

A flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and he snapped his fingers, "Steamed noodles won't work, let's just have stewed rice!"

People have to learn to be flexible. If you have to stick to one thing, don't drive yourself to death!
Thinking in her heart, Du Yao started to make it.

Pour a spoonful of water into the iron pot, wait for the water to boil, then throw the melted venison in, wait until the blood seeps out, and then take out the half-cooked venison.

Pour out the waste water, add a pot of clean water again, add salt, thirteen spices, and a little tea leaves to remove the fishy smell, and stir-fry the onion, ginger and garlic to get the fragrance.

"Hmm..." Du Yao lowered her body, sniffed the scent of vegetables in the air, and nodded with satisfaction, "The seasoning is all ready, and the heat is just right."

As she spoke, she threw the venison in, covered the lid and stewed for half a minute.

After everything was ready, I turned around to wash the rice, and added a few more firewood to the stove to make the fire more intense, so that the meat could be stewed deliciously, and the taste was also the best.

The small kitchen was not big, but it was already filled with the delicious smell of meat, even Zhou Yongnian who was working in the backyard could smell it.

He has always had no requirements for food, as long as he can fill his stomach, but he has to admit that his little daughter-in-law's cooking skills are really outstanding.

Since Du Yao was married into the family, the food in this family has been getting better and better every day.

All in all, the female lead is inside, and the male lead is outside. He still has to finish what his wife told him quickly.

Thinking about it, the movements of his hands also quickened.

The children who were playing in the yard couldn't go on playing anymore. The eldest sister led the team, and the three of them lined up in a row, strangely lying outside the window of the small kitchen, staring at the big gurgling iron pot, and shook it vigorously. drool.

Du Yao opened the lid of the pot, rummaged through it with a shovel, took out a piece of venison with the brightest color, tore it into strips, put it on her washed hands, and blew it to her mouth, and then Pass it to the three little greedy cats.

"Taste and see how it tastes."

As soon as the children heard this, they quickly took the strips of venison in their mother's hands, swallowed them whole and stuffed them into their mouths. As soon as they bit down, they sprayed a mouthful of gravy.

Fragrant!
It's so fragrant!

The meat cooked by mother is delicious!
Seeing them eating so deliciously, the smile on Du Yao's face became brighter and brighter.

Picking up the chopsticks placed on the wooden bowl, I also picked up a piece for myself, put it in my mouth and chewed it carefully, the quality of the meat is first-class, if there are enough accessories, that would be even better.

But it is a pity that in such an age, this is simply an unrealistic luxury.

Take the venison out of the pot and put it on the side of the stove, where the heat is most abundant, lest the meat be cold and uneatable.

After the meat was filled, the pot was cleaned, and the rice was put into the pot.

When the rice is barely cooked, pour the venison over it until cooked.

Divide the cooked venison stewed rice into five bowls, and let the children bring it to the table in the courtyard. After Du Yao set up the bowls and chopsticks, she asked Nian Ci to call Zhou Yongnian.

After a while, Zhou Yongnian took Nian Ci to the front yard and sat beside Du Yao.

The children took their seats, and she lifted the bowls covering them one by one, and the fragrance rushed out.

The family took the chopsticks and ate with big mouthfuls.

The little bun was still growing, and he ate the big bowl of rice so fast, seeing his swollen belly bulging, he burped several times in succession.

Nian Ci and Nian En have always had a small appetite, they only ate half of it, and pushed the rest to Baozi, after all, they are older brothers and sisters, and they always have to take care of their younger brothers.

Du Yao gave her meat to her siblings, and urged her, "Mother knows that you are good, and if you have good ones, you have to eat closely with my brother, but look at your small body, you don't have any meat at all, you are just skinny Now, you must eat more!"

"Mother, my brother and I are not hungry, let's feed it to my brother!"

Nian Ci made a gesture to give the meat in the bowl to Xiao Baozi, but Nian En stopped him, "Mother said, we have to mend our bodies, since we are a family, we can't see outsiders."

As expected of a brat who is as big as a kid, what he said really touched Du Yao's heart.

As a family, there is no need to speak two languages.

"Nianen, you..."

"Sister eat."

Little Baozi became more sensible, and gave Nianci the bowl in his hand, "Mother told me, sister and brother are also mother's children, we should get along well."

Ever since Nian Chi and Nian En came to this house, Baozi has always been awkward, but now it seems that he should have accepted them both from the bottom of his heart.

Du Yao's hanging heart finally landed steadily.

"it is good."

Nian Ci nodded with tears in his eyes, gave the little bun a bite, and took a bite himself, "We are a family, so we must unite as one."

"My mother's three good children."

He sucked his sore nose hard, tilted his head upwards, suppressed the tears in a daze, and rubbed those little furry heads one by one.

"Our family can live a good life if we talk about each other."

Du Yao, who lives in the 21st century, has a relatively traditional family. Her parents always talk about marriage, and they urge marriage and pregnancy endlessly all day long.

She was really bored, so she just found an excuse and went home once a year.

But now, for some reason, she actually enjoys the life of her husband and children.

The meal was extraordinarily delicious, and Du Yao's heart was warmed.

It has been a few days since I crossed here inexplicably, and I have never felt so happy like this moment, like a frog soaked in warm water.

Not only is there white rice to eat, but also meat to eat. Even the day I returned home, I didn’t have a good meal. A big bowl of rice with bran, not to mention rice grains, not even rice dregs.

The dinner was very satisfying, and the five people, big and small, were full.

"Mother, the food you cook is delicious."

Xiao Baozi sat cross-legged on the wooden chair, looked at Du Yao and said.

Du Yao was praised by her son, and she touched her chin proudly, "Of course, it doesn't matter who your mother is! If you like to eat, let's eat more, and mother will make it for you in the future." delicious."

As she spoke, she couldn't help looking at Zhou Yongnian from the corner of her eye. Zhou Yongnian kept his head down and ate the rice in the bowl, and didn't talk to himself at all, so she couldn't help curling her lips.

If you don't talk to me, I won't tell you, my aunt either. Let's see how long you can carry it!
After swallowing the last mouthful of rice in the bowl, putting down his chopsticks, Zhou Yongnian went to work in the backyard again.

Hey!
Du Yao stood up abruptly from the bench, with her arms folded in front of her body, looking at the back of the guy leaving, her face turned blue with anger and her eyes widened.

(End of this chapter)

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