Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 228 Chapter 228: I'm Proud of My Daughter-in-Law (3000 words)
"It's not too late, there's still plenty of work."

Seeing Li Lanqing waving towards her, Shen Qingcheng informed Jun Wulan and joined the team of several women.

When Jun Wulan was strong enough, she went to help chop firewood.

Knowing that Shen Qingcheng is now running a cake stall in the town, she is good at cooking, and when everything is ready to cook, there is no need for Yang Wan and his wife to say anything, and there is no need for Shen Qingcheng to speak. Hand over the job of holding the spoon to Shen Qingcheng.

Since there are only simple ingredients such as pork, potatoes, Chinese cabbage, white radish, white tofu, green vegetables, and sweet potatoes in the kitchen, Shen Qingcheng plans to make a mapo tofu, a braised pork, and a pork stewed cabbage. These three meat dishes are considered tough. vegetable.

Shredded white radish is served cold with onion, ginger, garlic and chili oil, and sweet potatoes are made into candied sweet potatoes. Children like sweet and crunchy food, and stir-fried green vegetables.

There are six dishes, and each dish has enough portion, so that the banquet will not look shabby.

"Sister Qingcheng, the pork has been cut according to your instructions."

Wang's sister-in-law and another woman cut pork around the chopping board. According to Shen Qingcheng's request, the pork belly was cut into small cubes for braised pork, and the lean meat on the legs was cut into slices and minced meat for stewing cabbage and mochi. Po tofu.

Wang Zhaoshi turned her head to inform, and Shen Qingcheng saw that the water in the big iron pot was boiling and bubbling, so she put the pork belly in a wooden basin and put it in the pot to blanch the blood.

Looking at the huge pot of pork, the women doing odd jobs in the kitchen couldn't help but salivate.

It seems that Lao Yang's family is really generous this time, it's even more lively than marrying a daughter-in-law just to celebrate a birthday.

The meat was cooked to a whitish color and rolled in the pot. Shen Qingcheng took a spatula to remove the meat from the pot to drain the water, and then began to fry the sugar color.

The pieces of meat are coated in sugar and look very attractive.

The woman sitting in front of the stove burning a fire smelled the fragrance, stretched her neck to look into the pot, and asked Shen Qingcheng curiously: "Qingcheng, what kind of meat are you cooking?"

Ordinary people don’t pay much attention to their meals. They either stir-fry sliced ​​pork with vegetables, or cook sliced ​​pork in a pot. Therefore, the few women who work in the kitchen have basically never tasted braised pork, and they don’t even have braised pork. Know.

Shen Qingcheng put bay leaves, star anise, cinnamon and other big ingredients into the pot, while answering the woman who was cooking the fire: "This is braised pork."

After the big ingredients are put into the pot and stewed with water, the smell of meat in the kitchen is more intense.

"It's so fragrant before it's done, Qingcheng, you're really capable. I'm afraid your cooking skills can catch up with the chefs in restaurants."

"Sister-in-law is too much, my cooking skills are just ignorant. Compared with the chefs in restaurants, half-baked people are far behind."

The braised pork was simmered in the pot for about two quarters of an hour, and the juice was about to be collected. Shen Qingcheng took a clean terracotta jar, put the braised pork that was about to be juiced into the jar, and then put the pre-cut meat into the jar. Washed potato pieces were added to the jar.

The young woman in charge of the fire had shoveled the red-hot coals out of the stove and poured them into the fire pit according to Shen Qingcheng's request, and Shen Qingcheng put the jar containing the braised pork in the boiling fire pit to simmer.

The longer the braised pork is simmered, the more intense the aroma will be, making it fat but not greasy.

The smell of braised pork wafted into the yard, and the men working in the yard smelled the scent, and all of them were motivated to think that they would be able to have a big meal at night.

"This is the smell of stew, it's really fragrant, who is in charge of the kitchen?"

Wang Fugen said: "The one in charge is Qing Cheng."

"Qing Cheng's cooking skills are so good."

Wang Fugen said: "Sister Qingcheng and Brother Jun dare to set up a pancake business in Xiliang Town, and their cooking skills will naturally pass."

Hearing what Wang Fugen said, several young men present looked at Jun Wulan enviously.

"Qingcheng looks good and cooks well. Brother Jun is really sharp."

"That's why the Shen family mistook pearls for fish eyes."

Hearing the men around him praise Shen Qingcheng one after another, the corners of Jun Wulan's mouth slightly curled up, feeling good.

Because the banquet was held in Shenshi, a dozen helpers had a simple meal at Yang's house during lunch, one was busy with the birthday party and did not have much time to prepare lunch, and the other was that everyone wanted to save their stomachs for a big dinner at night.

But Yang Wan and his wife didn't wrong everyone, Yang Lu took out all the flour that was hoarded for the New Year and asked Shen Qingcheng to make it for everyone.

Shen Qingcheng thought that Yang's family had a lot of green vegetables, so she asked Jun Wulan to go home and get some old noodles to leaven and make steamed buns with big vegetables and meat for everyone to eat, along with a pot of multigrain porridge.

The steamed buns with big vegetables and meat are delicious and go well with the multigrain porridge. Shen Qingcheng made almost 150 steamed buns and ate them all. Everyone was full at noon and full of energy in the afternoon.

Shenshi started the banquet on time.

Yang Wan invited them from door to door, and one family invited two people to the banquet.

When the banquet was held, the courtyard was full of people, even three tables were set up in the main room, some of them had no stools to sit on, and they ate while standing with their bowls in hand.

Looking at the three oily meat dishes and the three extra-savory stir-fried vegetarian dishes on the table, the villagers who came to eat the banquet were already drooling before using their chopsticks. Moved the chopsticks.

After the banquet was eaten for a while, Yang Wan stood up from the table, glanced at the dark crowd of heads, and said loudly: "Dear fellows, today I invite you to the banquet. This is an opportunity to announce something very important to everyone.”

Yang Wan's voice was loud, and as soon as he finished speaking, the villagers at the feast turned to look at him while they were busy eating.

"Uncle Yang, if you have anything to do, just announce it directly. Everyone here is from Dahuang Village, so there is no need to make it so complicated."

"Then I'll just say it."

Yang Wan glanced at Shen Qingcheng and his wife and said: "Girl Qingcheng was raised by Nuan Chun and I. She is a cute girl. Our husband and wife like her very much, and we love her very much. Let me take this opportunity of celebrating my birthday today. Nuan Chun and I plan to adopt Qingcheng as a foster daughter, and from today on, Shen Qingcheng will be the daughter of our Yang family."

After Yang Wan finished speaking, Yang Lushi smiled and waved to Shen Qingcheng.

Seeing Yang Lushi waving to Shen Qingcheng, Jun Wulan got up in the men's area and walked towards Shen Qingcheng, stretched out his hand to Shen Qingcheng, and said softly: "Qingcheng, godmother You called us, let's go."

Sitting at the same table with Shen Qingcheng, the sisters-in-law of the Wang family and six other women were envious when they saw Jun Wulan gently holding Shen Qingcheng's hand.

The women who didn't know Jun Wulan before felt emotional: This exile is really gentle, much gentler than his own man.

When Shen Qingcheng and his wife walked in front of Yang Wan and his wife, the atmosphere during the meeting became a little noisy.

"Who said before that Qingcheng and Chunhua's roots were broken, it was not clear, I think it is a non-existent thing, look at how considerate the exile is to Qingcheng, no man can bear his wife's flirtatious thinking about other men, it seems It's Qingcheng who didn't do anything out of line, otherwise how could the exile treat her like this."

"That's right, if there is really something between Yang Chunhua and Shen Qingcheng, how could Yang Wan and his wife recognize Shen Qingcheng as a righteous daughter."

"Qingcheng has been playing with Yang's brothers and sisters since she was a child. It is normal for the three of them to have a close relationship since childhood. I don't know who can't see others and spread gossip everywhere, and they are not afraid of having abscesses in their mouths."

"Hey, Matchmaker Zhao, what's wrong with your mouth?"

Several men in the men's area were cursing the gossiper's mouth for abscesses. The next moment, someone from the women's area noticed that Zhao Jingui's mouth was so red and swollen that it looked like a boiled sausage. scars.

Zhao Jingui was so angry that he gave the woman who asked the question a hard look.

That day, when she heard that Shen Jiahe was wandering around the village wearing Yang Chunhua's jacket, she took the opportunity to say something bad about Shen Qingcheng to some women in the village, but she didn't expect that abscesses appeared on her mouth the next morning. As a result, she drank several meals of porridge and water.

Originally, her mouth was about to heal, but she came to the birthday banquet today, and saw that the dishes on the table were so tempting, she couldn't hold back for a moment and ate a few pieces of braised pork and the mapo tofu. incredible.

"Hey, Zhao Jingui, why are you staring at me, I just care about you, don't know what's good or bad."

The woman who was asking the question was also very hot-tempered. Zhao Jingui gave her a glare and immediately spoke up against Zhao Jingui in displeasure.

"Look at your mouth is swollen like a sausage. Could it be that you have stolen men many times, and your mouth is swollen from being kissed?"

The woman was upset by Zhao Jingui's stare and deliberately spoke loudly.

The two women of the Wen family were sitting at the next table, and when they heard the conversation between the woman and Zhao Jingui, the old lady of the Wen family, Wen Wu's Wu Ju, glared at Zhao Jingui with sharp eyes like knives.

The old lady's eyes were clearly warning, which made Zhao Jingui shudder severely.

"Second daughter-in-law, although the second has passed away for many years, but you have not remarried for a day, and you are the daughter-in-law of the Wen family."

Wen Jianxin's daughter-in-law, Zhu Mingying, spoke gloatingly.

"Since you are still the daughter-in-law of the Wen family, then you have to pay attention to your words and deeds, don't let people gossip about you, and bring shame on our old Wen family."

Wen Wushi was originally unhappy with Zhao Jingui, but Wen Zhushi's words made Wen Wushi stare at Zhao Jingui even sharper.

In front of Mrs. Wen Wu, Zhao Jingui didn't dare to talk back, so he cursed Mrs. Wen Zhu fiercely in his heart, and then explained to Mrs. Wen Wu: "Mother, I didn't feel sorry for my husband. My mouth is swollen like this. Because I got angry a few days ago and developed a few abscesses."

"Better so."

Wen Wu snorted coldly, retracted her sharp eyes, turned her back to Zhao Jingui, and warned: "The second child was killed by you, an unlucky woman. If you let me know that you have done something to sorry for the second child, Let's see how the old lady treats you."

(End of this chapter)