Pampered by rough men in the 80s, the female supporting role in the last days is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 36 The Taste of Braised Pork
"Brother Pan is back?"

Before reaching the door of the house, I ran into my aunt who was coming home, and Mu Pandi called out to her sweetly: "Well, auntie just came back from the field!"

Zhang Cuihua glanced at Mu Pandi, and the corners of her mouth slightly turned up: "Isn't that so, do you think there are a few of you who are just like you, who don't have to go to the ground and just study."

These sour words made Mu Pandi, who had never experienced beatings in society, not know how to deal with them.

"My aunt said this, we have to follow the laws of nature when we do things at any age."

Mu Xiyang's words were not serious, it was like a slap in the face of Zhang Cuihua, and the corner of her mouth twitched.She also wanted to hate her, but when she saw the pork belly in her hand, her expression immediately changed.

"That's right, those of you who have read books are different, unlike us who only know how to plan food in the soil all day."

Mu Xiyang didn't want to pay attention to the other party, so she took the little girl's hand and walked inside.

Because I have to go to work in the afternoon, there is no one at home right now.

Looking at the wall erected in the middle, Mu Pandi blinked and blinked.

"Look at your worthless appearance, is it fun for you to treat me as if I have nothing to do?" Mu Xiyang put down her schoolbag and walked straight to the kitchen.

Compared with the old kitchen before, she prefers the new kitchen now, two words - open and bright!
The cutting board is also new. The cutting board in the old kitchen is moldy, and the cut vegetables still have an indescribable smell, so I don’t know how to change it.

"Don't look, come in and light the fire."

"Okay!" Knowing that my sister was going to cook braised pork, Mu Pan, who hadn't seen meat for a long time, ran faster than a rabbit.

It is really true that the children of the poor are headed home early.Especially girls, maybe from birth, they will be talked about as losers. Therefore, they have a strong desire to survive, as long as they can stand firm, they will help their family members to do what they can.

Washing and cooking, sweeping the floor and doing sanitation, for Mu Pandi, it is really within reach.

Anyway, the old lady can't come up with any delicacies by digging and searching, as long as they can be cooked.

This is probably what all rural people are accustomed to!

No one likes to cook after being tired all day. Besides, it is a good thing that someone is willing to go back to work after eating.

Also, especially in the summer, you can sweat all over without going into the kitchen, let alone such a big stove. After cooking a meal, it is like taking a bath.

Brother Mu Pan deftly picked up the bundled corn stalks and lit them, then put the dried bamboo poles in, and then put some dry firewood sticks in after the fire was hot.

After the pot was red hot, Mu Xiyang put the skin side of the pork belly in his hand into the pot, and immediately heard a sizzling sound. After the skin was charred, he added water to the pot.

Pork skin is also a rare commodity in this day and age, and it looked burnt. Brother Mu Pan felt a little distressed, but he didn't say anything.

Mu Xiyang picked up a brush and cleaned the burnt part, and the scorched skin was exposed, which made Pan's mouth water.

Washing pot water with oily water cannot be wasted, and it is best used to feed pigs.

Put ginger slices and cooking wine in the water, then cook the pork belly until firm and then take it out.

Then cut the pork belly into small pieces and fry it in a pan until the skin is rolled up, and put a few peppercorns, so that there will be no such fishy smell.

"Don't underestimate the process of cooking meat, it's also very important." Mu Xiyang explained to the little girl while cooking.

In addition to answering her questions, I also hope that she will do it next time. It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. No matter what time it is, having a skill is the most important thing.

"Yeah, I get it." Looking at the sugar-colored meat in the pot, she didn't dare to open her mouth to speak, for fear of drooling.

Mu Xiyang couldn't help laughing, and took out a mouthful of white rabbit toffee from his pocket, which he bought at the supply and marketing agency last time: "Here, eat some candy to satisfy your gluttony, and I'll fry some pickles for the rest of the meat. You take it to school for lunch."

After all, there are still very few rich people in this era, so the canteen can steam rice.Generally, students who live on campus will bring their own rice and pickles.

The same goes for Brother Mu Pan, but before that, at most, he just grabbed some pickles and sour radishes and went directly to school to eat, and he hadn't put more meat in it.Suddenly hearing what my sister said, I couldn't help being a little surprised: "Sister, is our family rich?"

"To make a fortune, it's enough to have your food. I am a big girl. I am alone in school. Don't go out with others. If you study hard, study hard. Don't waste your talent."

Although he knew that Mu Pandi was a very strict self-disciplined person, Mu Xiyang couldn't help admonishing him.

"I see, why haven't I seen you for a week, just like my mother."

"If you think I'm long-winded, don't eat my cooking later."

That's what he said, but Mu Xiyang's hands could not stop at all. He spooned the super-premium pork belly into the pot of the side stove and stewed it slowly over low heat.

Then I grabbed a pot of pickles from the jar and chopped them up, then sautéed the minced meat with vegetable oil in the pan until fragrant, then poured in the chopped pickles.

The aroma is not inferior to that of braised pork, and the taste of pickled vegetables is relatively strong. All of a sudden, people who are still working in the fields can't help it.

"Yang Chunmei, Yang Chunmei, if you don't invite us to eat at your house today, it really can't be justified."

"That's right, you said that since your house fell into the water once, the level of cooking here is better than that of the state-run restaurant. It's really a blessing in disguise."

The woman who worked with Yang Chunmei had an envious look on her face. She also went to see it yesterday. It was also fish, so what Mu Zhaodi made was incense.

Why is this?

Could it be that the pond is also different, if you fall into it once, you can develop a certain skill?
"My aunt's cooking has always been delicious, but you didn't realize it before."

How could it not have been discovered?

But thinking of Yang Chunmei's aggressiveness before, the woman shut up after moving her mouth twice.

As for Zhang Cuihua who was separated by a wall, she was really scratching her head, wishing she could tear down that wall.

"Mom, you're not cooking, what are you doing here?" Seeing the cold pot and stove at home, Mu Xiaoqiang said angrily.

Especially the scent coming from the next door made him feel bad again.

"I'll do it right away, wait a minute, why don't you drink some malted milk first?" Zhang Cuihua felt angry when she mentioned this, this sister-in-law brought some good things for the old couple from time to time, what is this sister-in-law? I have never taken it, and the neighbor next door is also heartless, and I don’t know where to come when I eat so much.

"What should I drink? It's too bad to drink. I want to eat meat." Mu Xiaoqiang looked disgusted, kicked the broom lying in the yard away, and walked into his room.

Lying on the bed with his clothes on, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

The smell next door, as if following him around, can still be smelled even with the door closed.

(End of this chapter)