My 1995 Small Farm

   "Miao Village?"

"Yes, they also want to come up with Dashan now. The next county is almost full of Miao villages, but a Miao village very close to us has been renamed. go out…

  Those who can’t read well will try their best to find a part-time job.

  A lot of people went out to work this year.

   Fashionable clothes outside, they like it very much. "

  Wang Qingzhong smiled faintly.

   Not only the Miao Village in the next county, but also in Fenglei Town.

  There are many mountains, inconvenient transportation, steep terrain, and few processing plants.

  It can't compare to the east of Fenglei Town.

  Although there are mountains, they are not as high and deep as their side, and there is no flat place everywhere.

  When you reach the vicinity of the county seat, such as Chenwangzhuang, east of Huangni Town, and south of Gegeying, you will have a flat terrain.

   Unlike here, it is difficult to open up wasteland.

  Not to mention processing plants.

   Even if you have money, you will not open here.

  Seeing that the sky was getting dark, the light suddenly became much weaker, and the yard became dim.

  Wang Qingzhong put away the account book, called his father Wang Cunye, and said that he would eat dinner at his house. Knowing that Chen Ling would not be able to leave at night, the two sister-in-laws went home early and started preparing meals.

  Brother is probably coming back from town soon.

   Just say go there early.

  The weather is not very good these days.

  In case it rains, eat early and rest early.

   "Really, don't run around with Ruirui, it's time to eat, go to my house to eat at night."

   "Just eat now? Second brother, I haven't checked the calculations for you yet."

   "Don't worry, it's dark and you can't see clearly. Your brother-in-law and I haven't finished the calculation yet. Let's do it tomorrow."

  Wang Qingzhong fooled the little girl casually, "Now, eat first, your two sister-in-laws cooked a table of delicious meals today."

   "What's there? It can't be nine big bowls, right?"

   "Oh, you really guessed it right, your sister-in-law is going to cook a big pot of bacon!"

   "Wow, I want to eat, it's all mine."

  Wang Zhenzhen yelled, and Ruirui also raised her chubby arms and shouted: "Wo's~Wo's~"

   "Hahaha, dear Ruirui, go with the second uncle and try the rice cooked by your two concubines. Is it as delicious as your father's cooking?"

  Wang Qingzhong liked his little nephew very much when he saw his cute appearance. He picked him up, teased him, and put him on the pack horse.

  Leading the horse out.

  Rui Rui often rides a small green horse with his father at home.

  But such a petite draft horse has never been ridden.

   Just now, when Wang Zhenzhen and Wang Zhenzhen were feeding the horses and drinking water, they kept yelling about pony, pony.

  But Wang Zhenzhen jumped a little bit, but he didn't dare to let him ride a horse by himself.

   has been pulling him to play other things.

  Now that Wang Qingzhong and Chen Ling are following, naturally they are not afraid.

  Ruirui also seemed extremely excited, sitting on the back of the pack horse, grabbing the horse's mane, shaking his calf, and yelling 'driver drive' non-stop.

   Let a group of children running around playing in the village stop to look at him from time to time.

  Pointing and laughing, after Wang Zhenzhen said a few words, he ran away happily.

  In this summer, each of them ran home to eat in the gradually dark night.

  Chen Ling, three adults, and two children, went down the slope, and soon arrived at Wang Qingzhong's house on the edge of the village, not far from the entrance of the village.

  At this time, Guo Xinping and Su Li, the two sisters-in-law, had almost finished making the nine bowls.

  Guo Xinping is washing bacon under the dim electric light.

  There is also a part of waxed ribs.

   Guo Xinping, whose face was covered with sweat, and whose cheeks were black and red, raised his head and smiled and said, "It's just in time, you guys are strong, and you cut the meat neatly. After you finish cutting, put it in the pot and stew it immediately. There was a thunder just now."

   "I'll come, I'll come."

  Chen Ling hurried forward to help.

  Wang Qingzhong also came over: "Lingzi, chop the ribs, I'll chop this."

"good."

  The two of them cut up the bacon and pork ribs in threes and fives.

  The cured pork ribs are divided into sections.

  The bacon is cut into large, square pieces, which makes it more enjoyable to eat.

After cutting, put it in a hanging pot with a large washbasin, add onion, ginger, garlic, dried chili, red pepper, etc., and then throw away all kinds of hodgepodge of potatoes, sweet potato vermicelli, white radish, sauerkraut, fried tofu, fungus, and dried bamboo shoots Go in and start hanging on the firepit to start stewing.

   "Dad, this~"

  Ruirui looked curiously at the dark hanging pot, which was bigger than a washbasin, and stood beside Chen Ling, looking up at him with dark eyes.

   "This is a hanging pot. We also have it at home, but it's not as big as this one. It's only used when it's cold."

  Chen Ling patted his little head and explained with a smile, "Let's go play with my aunt, it's hot here."

  Little Naiwazi pointed to a large pot of bacon, and said with a smile: "Good seven!"

The two aunts Su Ligai and Guo Xinping saw each other, and couldn't help but smile in amazement: "Ruirui is so smart... This pot of meat will be all yours later, and no one else will eat it. Let you eat enough, okay?" ?”

   "Okay, nest."

  The stinky boy was so happy that his eyes disappeared from laughter, and he bared his small white teeth and yelled.

   Seeing this, the two aunts liked him even more, teasing him while packing up the meals.

   Nearly twenty minutes passed, the hanging pot boiled, and the aroma began to waft.

  He couldn't wait to return to Chen Ling, poked his head out, stared eagerly at the steaming hot pot, kept wriggling his nose and swallowing his saliva.

  Like a puppy guarding the dining table waiting to be fed.

   "Niu Niu, eat Niu Niu."

   "This is not beef, it's bacon, wait a little longer, it will be ready in a while."

   The bacon and ingredients in the hanging pot must be fully stewed to be delicious, but there is a wafting aroma.

  Chen Ling couldn't help but twitch his index finger.

  Fenglei town has strong traces in the three provinces.

   This hanging pot is said to have been passed down by the Miao people who moved north during the Qianlong period.

   Said so.

  In fact, every family in the mountains here has a hanging pot.

   After all, after autumn, the cold air in the mountains is getting worse, eating around a hot hanging pot is very cold.

  But it is not easy to have meat in the pot.

  In the past, everyone just stewed a pot of hot potatoes.

  The stewed potatoes are the best way to warm up your body in winter, but don’t be in a hurry when eating, otherwise one bite will burn people’s hearts.

   is also very choking.

  The firepit that Chen Ling built outside the kitchen was not only convenient for grilling, but also for eating this hanging pot.

  In fact, hanging pot is a bit similar to hot pot, which is not suitable for summer.

   Usually also in the kitchen.

  Many mountain families have a smaller stove hole drilled next to the big pot on the stove.

  A tripod hanging pot is placed on the stove hole. The stove hole communicates with the stove hole, and the flame in the stove hole can reach the bottom of the hanging pot directly. Its temperature and heat are extremely high, and it is easiest to cook the food in the hanging pot and stimulate the delicious food in the food.

Of course.

  Families who are more particular will dig a square, about one meter deep pit in a separate kitchen.

   The surroundings of the deep pit will be built with relatively smooth bluestone or bricks to prevent the fire ash from spreading, and it is also convenient for people to put their feet when warming by the fire.

  Ordinary people do not dig pits, but directly move a few bluestones or bricks from the field, and form a semicircle or ellipse against the corner of the wall, and a simple firepit is formed in this way.

   Above the firepit, several horizontal beams are hung with iron wires, and iron nails are evenly nailed on the horizontal beams, which is convenient for hanging pork, mutton, beef and chicken when kang bacon and smoked bacon.

  As for Chen Ling doing it at the farm, it was for dual use with barbecue.

  So the firepit was set up outside.

  …

   "The bacon is ready to be stewed, it's ready to serve."

   "It's very cool today, and it's probably going to rain. It's just right to eat hanging pot."

  Wang Qingzhong said hello, and together with Chen Ling, they put the hot hanging pot in the middle of the nine bowls.

   "That's not true, my sister-in-law cleaned up the hanging pot just because of the weather."

  Chen Ling took a deep breath, inhaled the rich aroma into his nostrils, and couldn't help but enjoy it all over his face: "Tsk, it's so delicious, and it has to be the authentic earthen pot bacon in our mountains. The taste is the most attractive."

  The top of the green onion can't cover the red soup and the big rolling meat.

  The hanging pot was still bubbling slightly, and Wang Zhenzhen and Rui Rui couldn't wait to jump and shout at the table.

   "How old are you, and you are still as greedy as Rui Rui, I think you are about to be beaten."

  Wang Cunye reprimanded his little daughter with a sullen face.

  Wang Zhenzhen pursed his lips and was about to refute.

  The little yellow dog barked and ran out, and soon there were two excited voices from outside.

   "It smells so good, grandpa, what are you doing delicious, is uncle cooking?"

   "It must be. Uncle cooks delicious food. When I grow up, I will go to my aunt and uncle to go to school and eat delicious food every day."

  It was Wang Qingwen who led Xiaodong and the two back.

   After Chen Ling parked the tractor at Fenglei Town Middle School in the afternoon, the two of them played around the tractor all afternoon.

  Wang Qingwen was watching them play over there.

   Let Su Li change back to cook first, and entertain Chen Ling in the evening.

   "You two little heartless, you know your uncle, you all go to ask your mother, who made the dinner this year?"

  Wang Cunye finished training this and that.

   But no one is afraid of him.

   Laughing one by one, they first ran to Chen Ling to tease Ruirui, and then showed off to Wang Zhenzhen what they had played in the afternoon while washing their hands.

   "Okay, the eldest brother and the two dolls are back, we can have dinner."

  Chen Ling gave up the seat to his uncle, and sat aside with his son in his arms.

  Wang Qingwen, who was always serious and upright, also smiled when he saw his nephew, and pressed Chen Ling to keep him from moving: "Sit still and don't move, Ruirui, I'll hug you, I'll hug you."

  Chen Ling had no choice but to hand over his son.

   "Guy Ruirui, sleep with uncle tonight, there are many fireflies in my yard."

   "Niu Niu~"

   "I want to eat meat, come here, uncle will pick it up for you, let's eat big pieces."

  Looking at the smile on the face of the big brother-in-law.

  Chen Ling felt helpless for a while, shook his head, let it go, and started eating.

   Pick up a piece of cured pork ribs, the sauce red meat has been stewed until soft.

   One bite, the tendons are smooth and tender, the soup is overflowing, and the gravy is full of juice.

   "Tsk, it's fun, it's really fun."

   After driving such a long distance, Chen Ling was already hungry.

   After eating a few pieces of ribs in a row, I couldn't help but get hooked.

  Pick another piece of bacon. Compared with the cured pork ribs, the cooked bacon is fat and thin, and the texture is clearly visible.

  The skin is tough and the meat is soft, and the edges are naturally curled after being stewed at high temperature.

  Chew carefully at the entrance, even if you eat pork ribs before, you can still have a mouthful of oily fragrance and extremely moist.

   "Tsk, this bacon is delicious, it's so fragrant."

   "Haha, it's delicious, Lingzi, come, let's have a drink."

   Push the cup to change the cup, and eat meat.

   Not long after, the thunder in the sky grew louder, and the rain began to fall.

   It seemed that the room was steaming hot.

  Plus Xiaowazi shouting loudly.

   Really happy.

   Tired of drinking and eating meat.

  Su Li changed her sister-in-law to serve some steamed buns baked in an earthen stove for everyone to eat.

   This baked steamed bun is golden in color, burnt and crispy. After soaking in broth and eating it, the taste is not to mention how delicious it is.