Rebirth: the fiery age of Mori Gong's children

Chapter 41
The second pot of steamed stuffed buns is packed and covered with a lid.

Most of the pot lids of this year are still made of wood, with two semicircular leaves and a slit in the middle.

So cover it with a rag to make sure it's airtight.

"Okay, this pot can be faster than before. After a while, we will have dinner when your father comes back."

As Zhang Shuzhen spoke, she raised her hand and patted her apron.

As soon as he turned around, he saw his youngest son staring straight at the bun over there.

Zhang Shuzhen frowned, this child has no eyesight.

"Go away, your dad will be back in a while, let him see you standing here, it's no wonder he doesn't kick your feet."

Zhang Shuzhen glared at her youngest son, "Hurry up and go to the garden to pick up two heads of garlic, and eat buns at night, don't you want to dip them in garlic sauce?"

At this time, the garlic in the field has just grown and has not yet come out.

It will take a few days for garlic to grow, let the ground dry for a few days, and turn over the cabbage.

"Oh, I know."

Sheng Xitai looked at the steamed stuffed bun, he was so greedy, delicious meat buns, who wouldn't be greedy?
Besides, when he came back from school, he was so hungry that his chest was on his back. Can he not be greedy when he sees buns?
But Sheng Xitai also knew that although his parents loved him, the rules at home should not be messed up.

Without his parents nodding, he dared not reach out to touch even the best meal.

So, Sheng Xitai looked at the buns again slowly and reluctantly, then went to the garden, picked some fresh garlic and came back.

Most of the garlic grown here is the kind of purple-skinned garlic, with small garlic heads and few petals, and sometimes even single-headed garlic.

So Sheng Xitai picked up a few more trees and washed them in the yard.

Then peel off the skin petal by petal, wash it again, and take it into the house clean for his mother.

"Isn't this really good at work? Why do you lose your eyesight every day?
No one dared to move the steamed stuffed bun, so he could still run with long legs?
Do you need to be there, have good eyes, Pearl staring?

How can I be so hungry after eating for 10, [-], [-] minutes at night? "

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhang Shuzhen had to educate her youngest son.

How can I put it this way, there are not many parents who are used to their children these days.

Sheng Xitai is the youngest in the family, and he is already more favored than the previous ones.

But spoiling children can be divided into things, and they have to be measured.

In the past, the few children in the family didn't fight with the youngest when they grew up, and they all let him go, and the parents were more or less partial.

But it can't be like this in the future, the boss has a partner, and there may be a new daughter-in-law coming in.

If the children in the family are still so unruly, what will the new wife think?
What's next?In the future, if there is a junior, a little uncle like Sheng Xitai, will he still have to compete with his little nephew for food?Is that still plausible?

Therefore, Zhang Shuzhen thought that in the future, she would have to deal with her young son's greedy mouth, so she couldn't make people laugh at her.

Sheng Xitai was not annoyed when his mother said a few words, he just smiled and scratched his head, "I'm just hungry."

The little guy tried to defend himself, but of course, he couldn't help but glance at the steamed stuffed bun.

What else did Zhang Shuzhen want to say, Zhou Qinglan came out of the room.

"Auntie, do you want to shoot garlic? Then let me do it."

There were only those buns in total, and they were all wrapped up. Zhou Qinglan felt sorry for not having any work for her.

He also said that he would come to help with the work and cook together, but it turned out that he had already prepared it, and there was no chance for her to do it. How bad is that?
So Zhou Qinglan thought about finding something to do, let her sit in the house and wait for dinner, she really couldn't help it.

Zhang Shuzhen probably noticed it too, so she put the kitchen knife and garlic on the vegetable mound.

"That's fine, then you shoot the garlic. You don't need to shoot all of these, save a few cloves, your uncle loves to eat garlic cloves."

Many Northeast people like to eat garlic cloves, eat dumplings, noodles, and meat. They feel that without garlic, the taste will be poor.

How else can you say, if you eat meat but don’t eat garlic, the fragrance will be reduced by half?

And fresh garlic is crisp, tender, delicious and not so spicy. It can be eaten for a short time, and it is more popular.

Anyway, at this time, when Sheng Liancheng eats, he likes to eat a whole head of fresh garlic, regardless of whether there is food or not.

Zhou Qinglan picked up the kitchen knife, smashed the garlic neatly, and then chopped it a few more times.

Put the minced garlic in a small bowl, and Zhang Shuzhen at the other end took a big-bellied glass bottle, pulled out the corn bones stuffed in it, and poured some soy sauce into the bowl.

"Girl, do you eat garlic sauce or chili oil?
If you want chili oil, our family has dried chili, and I will fry some for you.

There is also vinegar at home, but the sesame oil is gone. "

Zhang Shuzhen didn't know Zhou Qinglan's taste, and was afraid that he might not be used to the Sheng family's way of eating, so she took the opportunity to ask.

"Auntie, don't worry about those things, I'll just eat garlic sauce, and some vinegar will be fine if I have vinegar."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qinglan hurriedly said.

Zhou Qinglan had never tasted buns stuffed with bear meat before, but when she entered the door just now, she could smell the tangy aroma.

Such a fragrant steamed stuffed bun, even if you don't dip it in anything, it's so delicious that you can swallow your tongue.

Zhou Qinglan didn't dare to think, to eat steamed stuffed buns stuffed with meat, but also to dip them in sesame oil?
Sheng Xiping leaned against the door frame, watching his mother and Zhou Qinglan talking and laughing while working in the kitchen, and felt quite satisfied.

In his previous life, he stayed there for ten years, and his second child went to Fushun to take over.

The mother left without waiting for the daughter-in-law to come in, and never got along with the daughter-in-law.

In this life, if he gets married earlier, with his mother's character, he should be able to get along well with his daughter-in-law, right?

Sheng Xiping was thinking about it when he heard footsteps approaching from far away.

Then, Sheng Liancheng, who had just returned home from get off work, spoke in the yard.

"Hey, I've smelled this scent from afar."

While talking, Sheng Liancheng entered the room and laughed when he saw the steamed stuffed bun by the pot.

"Recently, the food in our family is really good, it's chicken and worms, and it's buns made of black blind meat.

If we eat like this for a while, I guess our family will gain a lot of weight. "

"To make you beautiful, I only think of good things.

This means that our son has the ability to come back to eat these things.

Good things can still happen every day, but don’t eat good meals for a few days, and you won’t be able to eat pickles and big pancakes in the future. "Zhang Shuzhen said half-jokingly.

The Sheng family's recent food, even if it is placed in the entire forest farm, is probably top-notch.

It’s okay to eat it once in a while, no one has the conditions to eat like this all day long.

"Hurry up and wash your hands, rub your hands carefully with soap.

Playing with those machines all day, hands full of oil, wash clean before eating. "

The small repair shop also has all kinds of machine tools, electric welding, etc. Anyway, there is a little problem with the tractor, so there is no need to go to the town’s machine repair shop for repairs, and the small repair shop will clean it up directly.

Sheng Liancheng has worked in various types of work in the work team these years, especially tractors, and he is the most proficient.

He knows what's wrong and how to repair it.

Otherwise, how could he become the director of the small repair factory?
But there is one thing, this fiddling with the machine, making it covered in engine oil every day.

As soon as he got home, Zhang Shuzhen urged him to change clothes and wash his hands.

(End of this chapter)