Chapter 166: The Day Before the Autumn Festival in Winter Melon Heart
Chapter 166: Winter Melon Heart, the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival
(Thanks to Brother Yinlong for the reward, thank you...)
(Laojiu wishes everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance...)
Fang Rui waited until Zhang Shunyi, teacher and student left, then came out and blocked the pumpkin hole again, and then carried two giant melons and pumpkin vines back. 16kbook first update
The few heroes who were fighting in the Chu River and Han Dynasties under the willow tree had known that Fang Rui was very strong, but they were still shocked when they saw his effortless appearance. Zheng Zhiqing smacked his tongue and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Ruizi, you
With this strength and body, if you try to lift weights, your record will be yours!"
Lao Bian pretended to be disdainful and said, "By the way, Xiao Rui is as strong as an ox. He can hold a paper lantern with both hands, a spider web in front of the door, and punch a big hole with one punch! With his strength, it's..."
"Here, you are very strong, take it!" Fang Rui didn't refute the guy, and threw the twenty or thirty kilogram pumpkin directly over from a few meters away.
"Damn, Ruizi, you are murdering me!" Lao Bian looked at the flying giant melon and shouted in fright. His physical sensitivity was limited and it was definitely too late to dodge, so he had to hug it. The pumpkin was not very heavy, but it was easy to
When Rui threw it like this, the gravitational inertia was far more than the twenty or thirty kilograms. Old Pumpkin hugged it, but he couldn't withstand the impact. He took a few steps back and sat on the platform with his buttocks.
Zheng Zhiqing and Yang Zhicheng looked at the embarrassed old man and smiled heartlessly.
Fang Rui was too lazy to bother with this guy, so he carried the winter melon and went straight into the kitchen. His mother, Lin Fangfang, Murong Rong and Xu Lijiao were folding and chopping vegetables, while Murong Qian was supervising the work. Fang Rui put the winter melon down and said to his mother
, "Mom, cook winter melon for lunch."
"Okay, it's just that this winter melon is too big... Just cut it into a tube, enough for three or four meals. I'll chop up the rest and feed it to the pigs later. Haha, it will provide enough pig food for these few meals."
You don’t have to worry anymore." My mother responded cheerfully.
"This... ok." Fang Ruihan said to himself, Mom, you are really fearless, you just feed the winter melons from the space to the pigs. Okay, just feed the pigs, there are plenty of winter melons anyway, and
You can get as much as you want. But if the inventor of the green future n thousand years from now knew about this, he would probably be so angry that he would burst into smoke.
Fang Rui touched the kitchen knife with some embarrassment, cut a section about 20 centimeters thick in the middle of the winter melon, and took out the heart of the winter melon.
The heart of winter melon can be eaten raw and tastes good. It is very popular among children in the countryside, and adults are also happy to eat it. For families with a larger population, as soon as the winter melon opens, the heart will be eaten out immediately. Fang Rui was quite fond of it when he was a child.
I like to eat. During those years in Nanpiao, Fang Rui also tried to eat winter melon hearts, but those products coming out of the greenhouse were only qualified to be thrown away as garbage.
The heart of the winter melon is white, and there are many winter melon seeds inside. They need to be squeezed out first. Fang Rui tore off a piece of the winter melon heart, grabbed it with both hands and squeezed it. The orange-yellow button-sized winter melon seeds suddenly fell out one by one.
was squeezed out.
"Ruizi, what are you doing?" Lin Fangfang was very confused when she saw that Fang Rui was not playing with the meat of the winter melon, but was playing with the heart of the winter melon. Several other women were also confused.
"Eat the heart of winter melon. I haven't eaten it before. Do you want to try it?" Fang Rui said with a smile. This winter melon came out of space, so the heart of winter melon must be more delicious.
"Can winter melon heart be eaten raw?" Lin Fangfang expressed doubts.
"Don't you know it after eating it?" Fang Rui said.
"Give me Ruizi, let me have a taste." Murong Rong, who was standing next to him, stretched out his hand.
Fang Rui smiled helplessly, and had no choice but to hand over the winter melon heart with clean seeds. Murong Rong was about to take it, but unexpectedly, a salty hand stretched out over there, and the winter melon heart was snatched away by a horizontal knife. Murong Rong was about to take it.
He stared straight at the thief Lao Bian...
Lao Bian was a cheeky man. He proudly waved the winter melon heart in his hand towards Murong Rong, put it to his mouth and took a small bite. His eyes suddenly lit up and he praised "It's delicious." He slurred a few times.
He gnawed the heart of the winter melon in a big mouth.
After eating, he went to grab the winter melon heart that Fang Rui was holding, and was greeted by a kitchen knife. The blade flashed with cold light, and the old man's neck trembled with fright, and he quickly retracted his claws.
"Try grabbing another one." Murong Rong shook the kitchen knife in his hand towards Lao Bian.
"No more grabbing it, do it yourself." Lao Bian chuckled, took out a piece of winter melon heart, and squeezed the seeds in like Fang Rui.
"Is it really so delicious?"
Several women also took out a piece of winter melon heart, squeezed out the seeds, and ate it.
"Well, it's really delicious." Lin Fangfang praised.
"It's smooth and slippery in the mouth. It's ice-cold and refreshing. It's sweet with a little sourness and a hint of salty taste. This taste is really good. Ordinary fruits can't compare with it." Murong Qian praised.
"..."
Everyone was chatting and praising each other, attracting Yang Zhicheng and Zheng Zhiqing, who were having a fierce game of chess outside the house. When they saw the kitchen full of people eating winter melon hearts with relish, they were a little surprised. After looking at each other in confusion, they quickly took out the food.
Eat up.
"Are winter melon hearts that delicious?" Of course Yu Yinghong knew what winter melon hearts tasted like, but when she saw everyone eating them like this, she couldn't believe it.
"Hehe, it's really delicious. Auntie, please eat a piece." Murong Rong took out a piece and squeezed out the seeds. Yu Yinghong was cutting the pepper in her hand and it was inconvenient to pick it up, so Murong Rong handed it to Yu Yinghong.
Around the mouth.
Yu Yinghong looked at Murong Rong with a meaningful look, took a bite happily, and couldn't help but nodded. It was the first time she had eaten such delicious winter melon heart after she had grown so big. She finished it in a few bites.
, Yu Yinghong said, "Xiao Rui's winter melon heart is very rare. Don't finish it all. Save some for Yaya Nini to eat in the afternoon. These two girls are much more greedy than you."
No need for my mother to tell me, Fang Rui had already reserved a share, otherwise the fifty kilograms of winter melon would only have seven or eight kilograms of melon heart, which would not be able to withstand everyone's gluttonous tossing.
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Although winter melon is not popular in the countryside, it can be used in many ways.
Fang Rui cut into cubes of fried winter melon, slices of fried winter melon, and strips of stewed winter melon with native chicken.
After the winter melon was cut, Fang Rui glanced at the giant pumpkin placed in the corner by Lao Bian, and said to his mother who was leading a group of women to pick out the skins of the pumpkin stems, "Mom, I'm going to make pumpkin pie this afternoon."
"Okay, as long as you want to eat, mom will make it in the afternoon." Yu Yinghong responded with a smile.
"Make more. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The mooncakes are full of saccharine and fruit essence, so we won't eat them. We will eat pumpkin cakes instead." Fang Rui said, my mother's skill in making pumpkin cakes is superb. How does the taste taste?
Those mooncakes are comparable.
"Well, it's a bit unreasonable not to eat moon cakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival." Yu Yinghong said, she also planned to ask Fang Rui to go to the city in the afternoon to buy some moon cakes.
"The full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival looks forward to reunion, and the round moon cakes have a symbolic meaning. Our pumpkin cakes are also round, and the pumpkins are also round. They are grown and made by ourselves. This meaning is beyond the comparison of moon cakes...
…Also, ever since the mooncakes were replaced with exquisite packaging, hyped by merchants, and associated with sky-high prices, they have lost their symbolic meaning..." Fang Rui said.
"I agree with what Ruizi said. Today's mooncakes look more beautiful than gold and silver jewelry, and the price is not lower than them, but they still taste the same... I think it's better to make your own mooncakes."
"Pumpkin cake, let's make it together later." Lin Fangfang said...
All the women nodded in agreement.
"By the way, Rong Rong, you are going back to the province this afternoon...and Qianqian, you and Brother Yang are also going back to the province together. My parents are looking forward to this Mid-Autumn Festival." Yu Yinghong picked out a clean stick.
Pumpkin Vine asked the Murong sisters with concern.
Murong Qian smiled and shook her head and said, "As a big-bellied person, I will not go back with Lao Yang. We will celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival here. Sister Yinghong, you won't have any objections."
Yu Yinghong rolled her eyes at her and said, "I have the best time here, what do you think... Where are you Rongrong?"
Everyone looked at Murong Rong with strange eyes.
Murong Rong's pretty face turned red, she glanced at Fang Rui quietly, and said in a mosquito-like voice, "I won't go back, I will just live here."
Yu Yinghong glanced at her son, then at Murong Rong, smiled meaningfully, stopped talking, and asked Lin Fangfang, "Where are you, Fangfang?"
Lin Fangfang frowned and said, "New Years and holidays are the most annoying thing for my family. There are more people giving gifts and stuffing red envelopes than those who went to the capital to take the No. 1 Scholar exam. I can't stop them... Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. My dad will definitely be there in the morning and afternoon.
We go to perform and have fun with the people during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the government and the people are very close to each other. As for my mother, she probably hides at my grandma’s house... So as for me... Auntie, I will also stay with you for a while. "
"What are you talking about? My aunt welcomes you here for the holidays. I'm afraid your parents will have objections." Yu Yinghong said with a smile.
"Don't be afraid, I'll call them later to tell them about this... and my dad, let him bring his mom over in the evening after he finishes the play." Lin Fangfang said.
"Your dad is the municipal party committee secretary, will he come here to celebrate the festival?" Yu Yinghong said.
"Come, he has wanted to come for a long time. If he hadn't been afraid that Ruizi would do what he did to the deputy mayor named Zhu last time, he would have come a long time ago." Lin Fangfang did not make this up. Lin Weiguo did indeed tell her this,
Of course it was a joke. Lin Weiguo really wanted to come to Fang Rui's house to take a look, but as a new employee, his time was not as tight as usual.
"Haha, he is your dad, how could Ruizi treat that deputy mayor like that... Fangfang told your dad that we all welcome his arrival." Yu Yinghong said with a smile, she said this not because the municipal party secretary went to
title, but because it is Lin Fangfang's family. Yu Yinghong, like her husband Fang Zhengping's son Fang Rui, is also a very strong-minded person. She will never deliberately flatter anyone.
"Auntie, you are so kind..." Lin Fangfang said.
Yu Yinghong smiled and said to Xu Lijiao, "Lijiao, you are not going back."
Xu Lijiao smiled and said, "Where are you going? This is our home too."
Everyone laughed, but Yu Yinghong laughed the loudest and shouted outside, "Xiao Gang, Xiao Gang!"
Lao Bian ran over immediately and asked before he entered the door, "Auntie, please call me. Is there anything delicious?"
Lin Fangfang smiled and scolded, "You foodie, eat your pig head...Auntie is asking you if you will go back for the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Lao Bian touched his head and said, "Go back? What are you going back to? Are you bothered? Those people who give gifts and stuff red envelopes are walking all the way, as if they are going to the capital to rush for the exam. There is no way to stop me... I will just hang out here tomorrow.
Forget it."
After Lao Bian finished speaking, he found that everyone was looking at him, especially Lin Fangfang. Her face was as red as a lovely azalea, and her eyes were filled with autumn waves. She was so affectionate... No, why was the affection slowly disappearing?
...Not good, there is murderous intent...Thirty-six strategies, running is the best strategy...Brother, run!
"You damn fat man, come back. Did you just eavesdrop on me outside?" What Lao Bian said was almost the same as her own, which made Lin Fangfang blush with embarrassment. She stamped her feet and danced with her kitchen knife, wanting to settle the score with Lao Bian.