Reborn Soul: Me and My Family

The girls had never cooked at home. They had only cooked noodles. As for stir-frying, they had only watched it happen by the stove. This was their first time actually cooking. The only exception was Ouyang Qing, who had not cooked since she came here.

The two old ladies decided to let a few people try to cook one dish each to practice first. The first one to start cooking was Ouyang Yan. She tied on an apron and heated the oil in a pan.

The first dish to be made today is scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Although Ouyang Yan has never cooked it, she has watched her mother working around the stove every day since she could do housework, so the cooking steps can be said to be engraved in her mind.

Today, as there were more people, I beat 3 eggs. I quickly beat the eggs with chopsticks. After the oil was hot, I poured the eggs in the bowl into the pot and quickly stir-fried them a few times. After the eggs were set, I poured the tomatoes in the bowl into the pot.

Ouyang Yan first followed her mother's example and scooped half a spoonful of salt into the pot, then quickly stir-fried it. Then she picked up the soy sauce bottle, but this time she didn't control the amount well and the tomatoes in the pot became a little darker in color.

Then they kept stir-frying the food until the tomatoes in the pot became soft. Ouyang Yan then picked up a large bowl beside her and scooped up the tomatoes. She then put the dish on the table. Old Mrs. Ouyang took out the bowl she had been using to eat from, picked up a large piece of food with her chopsticks, and let the others taste it.

Although the appearance is not very good, the taste is still quite good. Ouyang Yang is quite satisfied that he can make such a dish in his first time cooking. "Sister Yanyan, you are great. It is so delicious."

The two old ladies also thought it was good after tasting it, and it was approved by several people. Ouyang Yan's nervousness just now finally subsided. The dish that Ouyang Qing was going to make was roast chicken with potatoes.

When she lived alone before, although she cooked less often, when she felt like it, she would cook two simple dishes at home and invite Huanhuan to come over for dinner.

Ouyang Qing still remembers that Huanhuan asked her, a newly-appointed master, to teach her, and she successfully cooked two common dishes in one afternoon. She packed them home as if they were treasures.

Past memories are like a kaleidoscope of memories. What happened is deeply engraved in my mind, as if it happened yesterday, yet also as if it just happened, so unreal.

After Ouyang Qing came here, he ate his mother's loving meals every day and was so happy that he didn't want to leave. If he hadn't been going to the countryside soon, he would have forgotten that he could cook.

Even though he hadn't cooked for a long time and was still a little rusty, Ouyang Qing quickly stewed the chicken first. The chicken had to be stewed for a while before the potatoes were put in.

Xiang Xiaoqing was the last in line. She made stir-fried pork with peppers. Apart from the fact that the amount of salt was not controlled well and it was a bit salty, it was still very good. It was their first time at the stove and the two old ladies did not force them. They just let them make one dish each so that they could learn slowly and avoid counterproductive results.

At the post office, it was the first time for the staff working there to encounter so many parcels being sent to one person at the same time.

However, after checking the addresses and inquiring about the specific purpose of these packages, the staff were no longer surprised. This was because every year when the educated youth went to the countryside, many well-off families were reluctant to let their children suffer on the road, so they would send the packages in advance.

Along with the package was a letter from Zhou Guilan. When they arrived, there was a large package on the back of each bicycle. Since they couldn't ride, they had to hold on to the bicycles all the way to the post office.

When they went back, they rode their bicycles. In the kitchen of the old house, Ouyang Qing's chicken stewed with potatoes was ready. The two old ladies just instructed them to pay attention to the amount of salt. The rest was very good for those who were cooking for the first time.

Today, the two families had dinner together for the sake of their children. When the family came over, they bought 2 kilograms of meat and the mung bean cakes and water chestnut cakes made by Grandma Tian.

Ouyang Qing heard from the old lady that when Grandma Tian was young, her family ran a dim sum shop. At that time, the most famous dim sum in their area was Furongtang, which was the most delicious.

Xiang Xiaoqing's grandfather was a very smart old man. Many things that happened at that time made him smell something was wrong. He thought that if he kept the shop, it would sooner or later run into problems. His son didn't have any talent for making pastries, so the couple discussed it and decided to donate the shop.

Not long after, many families with private property in the surrounding area were criticized one after another. Their family escaped because of their high ideological awareness. From then on, the Xiang family rarely made snacks to eat. They only made some occasionally for their family members to taste during festivals or when there were things to do.

The mung bean cake has only a slight sweetness when you put it in your mouth. If you chew it slowly, you can taste the fragrance and softness of the mung bean on the tip of your tongue. Ouyang Qing fell in love with this mung bean cake after eating only one piece. Mung bean cake is so delicious, and water chestnut cake is no exception. They are equally delicious and immediately captured her and Ouyang Yan's taste buds.

The mung bean cakes I have eaten before were all sweet. I don’t know what added to the mung beans changed the taste. It turns out that this kind of purely handmade mung bean cake is the most delicious!

"Grandma Tian, ​​the mung bean cakes you made are so delicious. Unfortunately, I will be going to the countryside soon, and it will be difficult for me to eat such delicious cakes in the future."

Over the years, Tian Nianxiang seldom brought out his homemade pastries for people to taste. In the past, his shop was crowded with people coming to buy pastries every day. It was indeed a bit difficult to get used to it when he first handed over the shop.

But what happened later also made her see things clearly, and she was very glad for the decision her old man made. Although she lost a lot, nothing was more important than preserving her family.

"How can there be nothing to eat? If you want to eat, just let Xiaoqing make it for you. Xiaoqing usually stays at home with us two old people and thinks about it a lot.

Although Xiaoqing may not be 100% proficient in this family craft, she has learned at least 80% or 90% of it. Her brother is not interested in it either. If it were in the past, what Xiaoqing has learned would be enough for her to become a master chef in the shop."

The two sisters looked at Xiang Xiaoqing excitedly, "Xiaoqing, when you go to the countryside in the future, you have to pay for all our snacks. You are not allowed to refuse. We can take turns to help you cook."

"I thought it was something else. Just don't worry!" The three of them have been together frequently lately, and the relationship between the sisters has also made great progress.

The two old ladies are naturally very happy that the little girls can play together. They also went through the same period when they were young, so they naturally understand that neither friendship nor family affection can be demanded blindly. No matter what it is, everyone has to give in order to get a reward, and the relationship can go further.

Since one table could not accommodate everyone, Li Dachun put two tables together. It was not until they sat down that they found out about how many people had cooked for lunch. In order to save his daughter's face, all three dishes were eaten up.

Old Mrs. Ouyang also joked that they might not be welcomed anymore as they are old, as their cooking skills over the years were not enough to make them finish the food.

It is conceivable that the last few sons had to hold their stomachs to get down from the table. The house of Qingshan Brigade had just been completed, and Gu Yueze also came. He said that he had not had a rest for a long time. In fact, when he came last time, he heard Aunt Qiao say that Ouyang wanted to buy glass, so when he came this time, he asked someone to buy some defective glass bottles from the glass factory and brought them over.

Ouyang Bai had originally planned to go to the commune again in the afternoon, so when he saw what he brought, he became unceremonious. Don't think you don't know what he's planning.

However, as long as I take good care of my sister in the future, I don’t believe that Lao Gu still has a chance. This 2-meter courtyard wall is the only one in Qingshan Brigade.

Ouyang Bai asked the villagers who were working on the last part of the courtyard wall to apply a thick layer of pure cement slurry. He and Gu Yueze used a ladder to insert the glass fragments into the cement slurry by hand.

As the sun sets, the glass on the wall looks particularly beautiful when refracted by sunlight from afar. From a distance, it looks like small pieces of rainbows twisting.