A good time for farming through the ages

Chapter 75 [075] Zhuo Daqiang returns

Their family has no cooking oil now, not only vegetable oil, but also animal fat. They usually cook their meals in water. A little salt is considered a great happiness. So when there are sweet potatoes steaming in the pot here, she picks them in a basket. A basket of vegetables, and we plan to stew them in an iron pot together.

If you add persimmon to any random stew, the taste will become sweet and sour. It's really delicious, even without oil, because it is seasoned with chili, onion, ginger and garlic, and the taste is not much different.

But soon she found that she could not do anything other than picking and washing the vegetables, because the big iron pot was too heavy, and she was not as tall as the stove, so she couldn't transfer the pot to the side. So the sweet potatoes were steamed in the stove, pricked them with chopsticks, and when they were pierced through, she covered the child, turned off the fire, and then sat in the yard waiting for Auntie to come back. Counting the time, it should be almost time to go back.

As a result, she didn't wait for A Niang to come back, but she waited for a tall, tall and mighty middle-aged man who came back. He walked all the way, and the village head and branch secretary followed him with smiles on his lips. Grandpa said.

"This is your only niece Zhuo Lin, Lin Lin, this is your uncle, your uncle is back!"

Zhuo Lin raised her head in surprise, just in time to meet the smiling eyes of the other party, she yelled crisply.

"Hi uncle, my name is Zhuo Lin, my aunt and my parents are harvesting wheat in the field, and I am looking after the house by myself."

The uncle's facial features look very similar to Father's. Compared with Father's roughness, he has the feeling of a tough guy that only soldiers can have.

After all, the person who has been on the battlefield and carried a gun has a very different aura, even his voice is deep and pleasant.

"Okay village chief, here we are. I'll treat you to a drink another day. I'll put down my things, so I have to go to the field to help."

The village head and branch secretary didn't dare to delay any longer, nodded and left. The door of the uncle's house was locked, and Zhuo Lin said directly: "Uncle, our house has a small door."

Zhuo Daqiang rubbed Zhuo Lin's head, looking at such a delicate little girl, his heart and eyes were full of joy.

"Be good, Linlin, let's go, uncle will come home with you to have a look."

Zhuo Lin dragged Zhuo Daqiang into the house, dragged him directly to the stove, pointed to the food in the cage and said, "Eat it, uncle, I steamed it, try it."

Zhuo Daqiang was terrified by this sentence, he quickly squatted down and opened the drawer to take a look, the smelling food instantly aroused the glutton in his stomach.

"It smells so good, this, is it really you who steamed it?"

"Yes, I steamed it, uncle, try it quickly."

Zhuo Daqiang was indeed a little hungry. After putting down his things, he took a basin of water from the water tank, washed himself clean, and then ate a sweet potato.

While eating, she praised Zhuo Lin for steaming just right.

Before the fire was completely extinguished, Zhuo Lin immediately greeted Zhuo Dajun: "Stir fry, uncle, stir fry, change the pot, mom and dad should be back soon."

Zhuo Daqiang patted himself on the forehead: "The little guy is right, uncle can just stay at home and cook for them today, and there will be a surprise!"

Zhuo Daqiang took out a cloth bag from the bag he carried back, which was full of miscellaneous corn buns, there must have been thirty or forty of them.

"We have a lot of people at noon today, so we need to steam more. I bought these steamed corn buns in the morning, and they are now sitting in the cage. They are warming up when they come back to eat."

After looking at the water at the bottom of the pot, it was enough, and then re-fired the iron pot...

After sitting in the yard and starting to chop vegetables, Zhuo Lin dragged her chin and obediently lay on the stool, looking at Zhuo Daqiang with admiration.

"Uncle is amazing, he can cook, but dad can't."

"Haha, a soldier knows everything. He can feed pigs, goats, and cook. Your uncle and I can also drive. If there is a chance in the future, let Linlin ride in a big truck."

(End of this chapter)