The beauty of the lady

Chapter 17

Zhou Zhuang was sitting in the corner of the kitchen, holding a heavy kitchen knife and began to chop chicken pieces. The old hen was not going to be chopped, but the daughter said that she would stew the whole chicken to make up for his wife, not to mention the big rooster. , Enough for their family to have a good year.

After the marinade was ready, a very fragrant and fresh smell spread in the kitchen, constantly arousing Zhou Zhuang's taste buds, and his stomach growled.

Zhou Mei suddenly smiled and said, "Father, are you hungry?"

"Yes." Zhou Zhuang didn't feel embarrassed, and generously admitted.

"It will be ready soon. After you finish chopping this chicken, go in and talk to your mother." Fortunately, we used a lot of flour tonight, so Wednesday Zhuang would have to eat it for three or four nights no matter what.

Zhou Tang logically said he could eat egg custard, but it wouldn't be good for him to drink goat's milk when he steamed a bowl tomorrow morning.

After the noodles were ready, Zhou Mei passed the cold water, and went in with the big bowl of noodles. The portion was really not light, and she was picked up by Wednesday Zhuang as soon as she entered the door.

Then she went back to the kitchen to get the potato stew, and then the bowls and chopsticks, and then she took a breath.

It was a busy afternoon.

Mrs. Zhao took an old handkerchief and wiped Zhou Mei's sweat, and said distressedly: "It makes you tired."

"It's okay, I can eat now, I'm hungry too." Zhou Mei shook her head, then served noodles for the two of them, poured marinade, and began to eat slowly.

After taking a sip, Zhou Zhuang couldn't help but nodded, and said full of praise: "Not to mention, our sister Mei's cooking is really delicious."

After finishing speaking, he gobbled it up for a while.

Mrs. Zhao also thought it was delicious. She didn't know how her daughter could cook such delicious food. It seemed that the days had been difficult, and this girl had been tempered, but the more she was like this, the more unhappy she felt.

I didn't endure hardships when I was young, but who would have thought that my daughter would take on the heavy responsibility of the family now, the mother would feel better watching it.

"Mother, don't think too much, the most important thing is to take good care of your body." Zhou Mei said softly.

"Well, Mother knows." Mrs. Zhao nodded, the smile on her lips was full of pride.

Zhou Mei was full after eating just one bowl, while Zhao Shi ate one and a half bowls, Zhou Zhouzhuang simply ate four bowls, and finally wiped his mouth with a full belch.

Seeing that Zhou Mei's complexion was slightly distressed, Mrs. Zhao stroked her hair and said, "Mei'er, go back to the room to rest first, let your father clean up."

"That's right, sister Mei, go back to your room to rest, let dad clean up, you've been tired all day too."

Zhou Mei was indeed tired, so she didn't want to be pretentious, so she nodded and went out.

Looking at their daughter's back, the couple looked at each other, and then heaved a long sigh.

In the morning, Zhou Mei steamed a bowl of egg custard for Zhou Tang. As a result, the little guy ate nearly half of it, and his appetite was surprisingly good. After she finished her breakfast, she began to pack the chicken and prepare to stew it.

When Zhou Zhuang was at home, there was no lack of water. He boiled a large bucket of hot water, and then blanch the chicken in the hot water, then added seasonings and started cooking. She sat in the main room and started washing clothes. There are Zhou Tang's diapers.

I have to say that this is really tormenting. Although the taste is not strong, it is really impossible to start.

But in the end, I still used a wooden stick to stir in the basin, thinking about cooking later, whether I could eat it.

When Zhou Zhuang came back from chopping firewood outside, he saw his daughter's tangled face, couldn't help but smiled and shook his head, then squatted down and took the wooden basin away.

"Go and do your work, I'll just come here." Thinking about my daughter's cooking later, it's really hard for her to ask her to do this.

But Brother Tang is a child, these things are nothing, and there is a jar in the yard, so he washes it.

After the chicken was stewed, she took out the cooked chicken pieces, then poured the big pot of pork skin jelly into the chicken soup again, and then stirred and boiled again. , I remembered it when I saw my grandpa boil it when I was young, and I still remember that the taste was really good at that time, unlike the one I bought, there was a smell of essence in it, and the taste was much worse.

After it was boiled, she put it back into the big porcelain basin, which was almost full now, and could be eaten at noon tomorrow.

After it was over, I thought about making egg fried rice at noon, then fried potato shreds, and finally stewed the old hen for Zhao Shi. I put angelica and other medicinal materials in it, so I can eat it many times.

First, he kneaded a piece of flour in a porcelain basin, put it on the kang in his own room, and then came out to start steaming rice.

In Zhoujiazhuang at noon, the warm sun is very comfortable on the body. Even the cold north wind has a warm smell mixed with the fragrance of the soil. There is no compound smell, let alone smog.

It's really nice to see the moon and stars every night.

After a simple lunch at noon, she went to her room to knead dough and steam steamed buns.

I thought that during the Chinese New Year, it would be good to make dumplings with cabbage. I have rabbit and roe deer meat at home, and Zhou Zhuang has already packed them. I will cook a robe meat in the evening, and I can also eat freshly steamed steamed buns.

In fact, I still want to open a restaurant in the future, but now I don’t have any money, and the seasonings for the dishes she cooks are not complete in this era, and I don’t know how they taste. Besides, I owned more than 20 five-star hotels in my previous life With dozens of restaurants with great influence, she wants to open a very good one.

In the future, let's develop slowly.

In the evening, Zhou Mei was sitting in front of the stove lighting a fire when Aunt Hua's voice came from outside.

"His third uncle, the New Year's gift for your family, ouch, brother Tang is learning to walk?"

"Sister-in-law, you're here, sit down quickly." Mrs. Zhao greeted Lu Chunhua from inside.

After she sat down, she took Zhou Tang from Mrs. Zhao, looked at the obviously fat little face, and couldn't help kissing him on the cheek.

"It's really nice to treat people. Brother Tang has put on a lot of weight. Look at this little face. He's chubby, but he's still thinner than my Xiaodun. Eat more."

Hearing her words, Mrs. Zhao said with a smile: "I am relieved to be healthy."

"Where's Sister Mei? In the kitchen?" Aunt Hua asked.

"Yeah, it's almost Chinese New Year, and I'm not in good health. It's because Meier is busy at home, and I'm exhausted."

"Sister Mei is really a good boy. Don't tell me what you can do. I really don't know what the family thinks. Tell me, these old things are all covered in shit now, right? It's nice to say something. Yes, the ears are soft, I can't even find the direction, I deserve to be played around, it's better to separate it, save myself being angry in the old house, everything, one by one." Aunt Hua pouted her lips, not getting tired of it Said.

(End of this chapter)