The largest one contained half a jar of rice, the medium jar contained more than half a jar of bean paste, and there were two small jars, one for pickles and one for salted vegetables.
Lin Lan remembered the salted vegetables her grandma used to make, which were used to stir-fry bacon, stir-fry fresh chili peppers, and were most delicious when served with porridge. The original owner of the salted vegetables here also brought them to her from her two brothers.
Lin Lan sighed, thinking that although the original owner's parents were angry with the original owner for being disobedient, they still paid for her dowry and married her into the Yang family.
Brand-new boxes, the Eight Immortals table, bowls and basins, thermos bottles...most of them were stolen by Yang Guangming to pay off his gambling debts.
Poor parents in the world! Lin Lan couldn't help but sigh when he thought about this.
After changing several pots of dark water, I cleaned the stove, cupboards, dishes, pottery bowls, pots, and wooden steamers.
He picked up the sorghum-tied broom and cleaned the stove, rolled up the scattered straw in front of the stove and stacked it against the wall, and wiped the stove again.
Thinking that it was getting late, I scooped a bowl of rice into the basin, put the washed rice water into the basin, kept it for washing my hair, poured the washed rice into the pot and started cooking.
Lin Lan grabbed a handful of salt vegetables from the salt vegetable jar, and took out two pickled peppers from the pickle jar.
I poured a ladle of water into the pot, swept clean in front of the stove, and then went into the house to get the dirty clothes.
Yang Dingbang also smiled and nodded: "I understand, please be careful at home and bring me a message if anything happens."
Yang Dingbang nodded politely to Lin Lan, took Douzi off the front bumper, turned to the old lady and said, "Grandma, I'll come back to see you next Sunday. Goodbye Dandan, grandma, brother Douzi, and auntie!"
The old lady then said to Lin Lan: "I cut down two vegetable plants, pinched some vegetable moss, and some remaining red rapeseed, eggplant, and sea pepper seedlings. You can take them to the house."
Dandan looked at her: "Grandma, I remembered it."
"I will believe you just once. If you are as lazy and greedy as before, let's see if I still care about you."
I took out the small earthenware pot of lard from the cupboard, scooped out a little lard, poured a little rapeseed oil and mixed it together. When the oil pan became spicy, I poured the salted vegetables and pickled peppers into the pan.
The salty aroma hits your nose.
Smelling the faint aroma of rice from the rice soup, Lin Lan's stomach growled.
Lin Lan looked at the skinny child, put the candy back into his pocket, and said softly: "Mom doesn't want to eat it, save the little beans for tomorrow."
Lin Lan originally wanted to say: I will help take care of my uncle, but thinking of the unreliable original owner, she swallowed her words again.
"Goodbye! I'll come back to play with you on Sunday!" Dandan waved again.
Yang Dingbang nodded and rode away on his bicycle.
"Thank you for a little food! Just live a good life." The old lady took two steps, then looked back at Lin Lan after thinking about it, "The old hen at home has a nest. I have to go back and look at it. I will give it to you then.
How many chicks are left?”
The old lady smiled and rubbed his head, and told Yang Dingbang: "Ride slower, remember to remind Dandan to spread your legs a little wider, and be careful not to get caught in the steel ring."
Sitting on the clothes rack in the back was a child wearing corduroy clothes with maroon bottoms and black dots. He had a tiger-like head and a tough head. He should be his son Dandan.
The old lady looked at Lin Lan intently for a moment and felt that she was really different from before: her eyes were alert and she could look at people and answer words. Unlike before, she could respond quickly with her mouth, but her eyes were so evasive that she didn't dare to look.
people.
Douzi looked at her with a smile: "No, Uncle Yao said that as long as I hold on to the faucet of the car, it won't fall off."
The old lady took it and glanced at her tied up hair: "It looks much neater today. It would be better if we clean up the yard as well." After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the bridge.
When Douzi saw Lin Lan, he waved happily: "Mom, Mom, look at me taking a car."
Xiaodouzi pulled her fingers, took out two fruit candies from his pocket, and looked at her with a smile: "Mom, my grandma gave them to me, and I left two pieces for you."
Strain out the rice soup and pour the stuffed rice into the pot. Use a spatula to pile it up. Ladle out half a bowl of water and pour it around. Use low heat to control the rice.
"Uncle, call me if you need anything!" She yelled at the old lady's back.
She guessed that the original owner couldn't sleep after taking cold medicine. She sighed, took out the dirty clothes, soaked them in the pool, and went to pick up her cheap son Xiaodouzi.
The old lady waved her hands and left without looking back.
After hearing this, Xiaodouzi stared happily with bright black eyes, and Lin Lan could see his own look in those dark eyes.
Xiaodouzi kissed her: "Be good, Xiaodouzi. Xiaodouzi will save it for mother to take the bitter medicine."
Lin Lan looked at his bright smile and also smiled: "Hold on tight, don't fall."
Lin Lan's nose felt sour, she picked him up and kissed him: "Mom is fine. Mom will make money to buy sweets for Xiaodouzi."
Lin Lan said seriously: "Uncle, don't worry, I promise it won't happen." She took out the vegetables and seedlings from the back of the folder and returned the back to her.
She saw that the pickled peppers were made from bluish-red erijing twigs. The erijing twigs had a mild spiciness and a bit of sweetness. They were the best for making bean paste.
The old lady was carrying a small backpack and followed the bicycle with a smile.
As soon as I opened the courtyard door, I saw Yang Dingbang pushing his bicycle towards this side, with Xiaodouzi sitting on the front bumper of the bicycle.
Chop the salted vegetables and pickled peppers, put them on a plate, clean the cutting board, and hang it on the washboard. After returning to the stove, the rice in the pot is boiled. I shovel it a few times with a spatula and twist it.
After pinching it, I saw that there was only a little bit of rice left without raking, so I started filtering the rice.
Stir-frying in a big pot is great, just stir-fry the pickles a few times quickly, scoop them up and put them into an earthy white plate. Put a plate on top and put it on the pot lid to keep warm.
Lin Lan drank a bowl of rice soup, put firewood in another stove, and started frying salted vegetables.
Dandan waved her little chubby hand: "Grandma, Douzi, auntie, goodbye!"
Lin Lan's face turned red. When she woke up, the original owner was wearing this outfit. She had been busy for a long time and didn't have time to change!
The old lady smiled and waved: "Don't worry about me, just take care of yourself and Dandan."
Lin Lan saw several small white paper packages on the cabinet. When she opened them, she found that there were several kinds of pills inside.
Lin Lan hurriedly took the small folder and found that it was a little tight: "Thank you, uncle. Please come in and sit for a while."
Lin Lan looked at the thin old lady, feeling warm in her heart, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, thank you, uncle, I will live a good life."
Douzi leaned against Lin Lan and waved to them with a smile: "Uncle Yao, goodbye Dandan!"
She scooped up a bowl of cold rice soup and drank it: "This is natural and pollution-free. The cooked rice soup is more fragrant than the later fragrant rice."
"Mom, I don't want to eat sweets. I want to go to kindergarten with Dandan."
Lin Lan looked at him and nodded heavily: "Okay, mom will work hard and make money so that our little Douzi can go to kindergarten."
Jiebei, a more refined back bamboo basket. First use strips of bamboo to weave an inner tube, and then weave a layer of fine silk tape on the outside. The silk tape is thinner and smoother than the back bamboo basket. The top is no longer open, but
Slightly drawn inwards.
Generally used to visit relatives, buy vegetables, noodles, and rice.