Life is a Game

Chapter 808: First Generation Meat Stew

Half a century ago, Zhaojia Village hadn't changed much from Zhaojia Village now. The layout was the same. Jiang Feng recognized the iconic building at the entrance of the village - the canteen from a long distance away.

It should be a supply and marketing cooperative now. It was later that the supply and marketing cooperative closed down and was bought by a private person to become a small store. The house has not changed, and now it looks like the most magnificent building in the village.

Jiang Weiguo came here by bicycle. In this era of scarce supplies, a bicycle that was not too old and had its front replaced caused a sensation in the countryside, which was no less than someone who came by helicopter when Jiang Feng was in school.

Big hit.

Everyone wants to see it, and it's better to touch it, but Jiang Weiguo is the first time to come to the door, and the son-in-law of the Zhao family who has not yet made an appointment with Zhao Lanhua. thoughts revealed.

Zhao Lanhua is eighteen years old, and it's hard to talk about this person. If they make a fool of her, Zhao's parents will definitely come to the door and chop them up.

So everyone can only watch.

You can't look at it up close, you have to look at it from a distance, in a way that doesn't scare Jiang Weiguo. This caused me to find that the people in this village were very strange when I went to the restaurant. Everyone ate at the door and stared at themselves with a rice bowl.

Jiang Weiguo:?

Zhao Lanhua: ...

Of course Zhao Lanhua knew why everyone didn't have a good meal at home today, but ran to the door to eat. If it wasn't for her partner who came by bicycle today, she would definitely sit at the door with a meal and eat while watching what the bicycle looks like.

It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, but it's a bit embarrassing to become the excitement.

Zhao Lanhua is a little embarrassed now.

The building in front is my house. I saw my mother and she was at the door. Zhao Lanhua pointed to the bungalow in front.

Jiang Feng followed Zhao Lanhua, looking around and looking around at the houses in the village. He can roughly judge which one belongs to which one by the location of these houses. The houses at this time are different from the ones behind. These are old houses or half a century ago. Basically, they have been bulldozed and rebuilt. Small building.

The Zhao family's old house had also been demolished and rebuilt long before Jiang Feng was born. This was the first time Jiang Feng had seen the Zhao family's old house.

Small.

In fact, the area alone is not small, but now there are many Zhao families, ranging from old to young. Zhao Lanhua's grandma, Jiang Feng's great-grandmother, was still alive. In addition, Zhao Lanhua's parents, the elder brother's family, the three unmarried sisters including Zhao Lanhua, and the youngest family, a total of nine people squeezed into a room with only four rooms, it seemed that this room was originally quite large. Big houses are small.

Including Zhao Lanhua's grandmother, eight people were guarding the door, wearing their most decent and latest clothes. Zhao Lanhua's sister-in-law held Zhao Zhuangshi, who was not very eloquent, and stretched her neck to look at it from a distance. Jiang Weiguo's bicycle.

They received the news from Jiang Weiguo and Zhao Lanhua as soon as they entered the village.

This village is also called Zhaojia Village, and now it is called Xiahe Production Brigade. The people in the village are basically all relatives, of the same clan, and everyone knows that the third daughter of Zhao Sanhe's family who is still dating at the age of eighteen is going to take a date today. door to door.

By the way, Zhao Lanhua's father's name is Zhao Sanhe.

This is a big event, and Ms. Zhao Lanhua's marriage has always affected the hearts of the whole village. The main reason is that there is nothing special in the village and they have nothing else to worry about. Worrying about other people's marriage is the most worry-free and harmless.

Just talk and you don't have to pay anything.

Zhao Lanhua is also not very popular in the current marriage market. At this time, everyone wants to marry a wife who is in good health, strong, strong and able to work. People like Zhao Lanhua are too old and thin, and even Those who were a little thin and out of shape before were the least popular. The reason why she went to the city to go on a blind date with Jiang Weiguo by accident was entirely because Master Huang was thinking about introducing a partner to Jiang Weiguo, and Ms. Zhao Hehua followed the strategy of not letting her wealth go to outsiders, and kept searching for her relatives. .

Although Zhao Lanhua's marriage market in the countryside is not in high demand, she still looks decent. Aunt Hehua thought that Jiang Weiguo would not like too strong or too small, so she introduced Zhao Lanhua to Jiang Weiguo with the mentality of giving it a try.

The Zhao family was very nervous.

Jiang Weiguo was also very nervous.

Jiang Weiguo and Zhao Lanhua walked towards Zhao's house step by step.

Closer, closer.

arrive.

Dad, Mom, Grandma, this is Comrade Jiang Weiguo. Zhao Lanhua whispered.

There is no need to introduce too much, everyone knows the situation of the two parties very well, but they have not met each other. Jiang Weiguo was warmly welcomed into the room and sat down beside Zhao Sanhe.

The tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks are all ready, and basically all the dishes are on the table except for the stewed meat. Everyone is seated one after another. Zhao Lanhua sits next to her mother, and Grandma Zhao sits with her two little granddaughters. Sitting with my uncle and grandpa who looked very ordinary when I was young.

Ten people sat down at a small square table, although one of them was holding his hand.

Jiang Weiguo took out the wine he had brought and put it on the table. The exquisite wine bottle immediately attracted everyone's attention. The two young daughters of the Zhao family who had been staring at the scrambled eggs on the table stopped looking at the scrambled eggs and turned to the wine. bottle.

Uncle Zhao, this is the wine I bought when I went to FJ before. I didn't know what to bring when I came here for the first time, so I just brought a bottle of wine. I hope you don't mind. The stereotypes will still be spoken.

FJ's wine? Then I have to taste it enough!

In fact, Zhao Sanhe doesn't even know where FJ is.

Jiang Feng was not interested in these scenes on the wine table. If he really wanted to listen to a large basket of non-repetitive ones when he was away from relatives during the Chinese New Year.

What he's really interested in is stew.

This time, Jiang Feng's range of movement was not too large, but fortunately, the Zhao family was not too large, and he could barely get into the kitchen. Although he couldn't get close to the stewed meat, he could at least see and smell it.

The stew was still in the pot, and the big white fat pieces were churning in the pot. Zhao Lanhua was right, the village next door did leave the best meat to their family, and the best meat at this time was fatty meat. When this kind of pig is generally not too full to eat, it is really not easy to find such a piece of streaky pork that is at least 28 percent by visual inspection.

The current stew is the most traditional and authentic Zhao family stew.

The stew that Jiang Feng ate before was all made by Tian Mei. After seeing the first-generation stew, Jiang Feng found that the stew made by Tian Mei was actually pretty good, at least she put enough ingredients.

Although the stewed meat made by Tian Mei was greasy and unpalatable, at least it had a taste. Sliced ​​scallions, ginger and soy sauce were added, and the stewed meat was at least stained the color of sauce. The pot of stew Jiang Feng saw now was pure boiled meat in white water. It seemed that nothing had been added except salt. The white meat, unclear soup, bubbling and bubbling exuded the smell of death.

The first generation of meat stew was so terrifying.

Seeing that Jiang Feng could only light some wax for the old man silently in his heart.

After admiring the stewed meat at close range, Jiang Feng returned to the main hall. The side of the main hall had already drunk, and his uncle and grandpa seemed a little drunk. Holding the wine glass, there was only half a glass of wine left in the glass, and he sipped reluctantly. He looked as if he was drinking some fine nectar.

Brother-in-law, how much did you pay for this wine? I feel that the stamina is quite strong, and I am a little dizzy now. I am really dizzy. Jiang Weiguo and Zhao Lanhua are not married yet. called.

It should be 13 yuan. Jiang Weiguo said, very sober.

The uncle is also awake, frightened sober.

Zhao Sanhe was also taken aback. Two or three yuan for bulk liquor sold by the supply and marketing agency in the village was already a very high price in their eyes, but Jiang Weiguo told him that this small bottle of liquor, which weighed less than a catty, was actually It costs thirteen yuan.

This is not drinking, it is simply drinking money! Their family saves only a dozen or so yuan a year in frugality, and it may not be possible to save it.

Zhao Sanhe suddenly felt that there was not enough food on the table.

In order to welcome Jiang Weiguo's arrival, the Zhao family spent a lot of money on lunch today. Stir-fried cabbage, fried potato chips, fried wild vegetables, fried river prawns, scrambled eggs, and a bowl of tomato and egg soup and enough white rice. Even the sweet potatoes and corn are not cooked, plus the stewed meat in the kitchen, this meal is better than New Year’s Eve Always eat in abundance.

But all this is nothing compared to a bottle of liquor worth thirteen yuan.

Is the stew ready? Zhao Sanhe suddenly raised his voice.

Zhao's mother was talking to Zhao Lanhua in a low voice, but when she heard Zhao Sanhe's call, she quickly got up: It should be almost there, I'll go and have a look.

Okay, I'll give Xiaojiang a bowl first. Zhao Sanhe said loudly, turned his head and smiled and said to Jiang Weiguo, Mother Lanhua's stew is the best, and it's famous in our village. Yesterday The freshly cut meat was stewed early this morning, so please eat more later.

Okay, thank you Uncle Zhao. Jiang Weiguo nodded.

Just now when Jiang Feng went to the kitchen to look at it, the stew was almost done. Not long after, Mother Zhao came out of the kitchen with a big pot of stew. There were three catties of meat in the pot, piled up like a hill .

The meat is good meat, fresh, all-natural, well-raised pork. After a long morning of stewing, it finally became the suffocating appearance it is now.

White, greasy, hopeless white water stewed meat.

Jiang Weiguo was shocked.

The young Jiang Weiguo had surprise written all over his face, not just surprise, but also a trace of fear hidden in the surprise.

Different from Jiang Weiguo's reaction from normal people, the eyes of the other Zhao family members at the table lit up when they saw the stewed meat, and Zhao Zhuangshi, who still couldn't speak clearly, became excited when he saw the stewed meat. Maybe because he was told by the elders in the family before, he didn't dare to make too much noise, so he could only keep whispering to her mother that he wanted to eat meat.

Everyone's eyes were glued to the stew, the biggest and fattest piece on the top, except Zhao Lanhua.

Jiang Feng noticed that Ms. Zhao Lanhua's behavior was a little strange.

Ms. Zhao Lanhua looked a little surprised, a little disappointed, and even a little confused.

After bringing out the stewed meat, Mother Zhao went into the kitchen again, and took a plate of soy sauce. Obviously, due to the serious shortage of seasonings, the first-generation stewed meat was not stewed with soy sauce, but dipped in soy sauce after stewing. .

Zhao Sanhe enthusiastically filled Jiang Weiguo with meat, filling a bowl full for Jiang Weiguo. Just like every time Jiang Feng went to his uncle's house, his uncle enthusiastically filled every child of the Jiang family with meat, the enthusiasm of the Zhao family was always a little unbearable.

Mainly because the stomach can't bear it.

Xiaojiang, eat meat. Let me tell you that it is the most comfortable thing to eat a bowl of meat after drinking. Look at how well Lanhua's mother stewed the meat today. It's big and fat. It's just... Oops, I forgot Xiao Jiang, you are the chef of the state-run restaurant, your cooking skills must be better than Lanhua's mother. Zhao Sanhe moved the soy sauce to Jiang Weiguo.

The meat had to be eaten in front of it.

Jiang Weiguo hesitated.

He hesitated.

Just when she was hesitating, Mother Zhao had already divided the meat for others. The stewed meat is the most precious dish in today's meal, and mother Zhao, who is in charge of distributing the dishes, must personally share it. Each child is two yuan, Grandma Zhao is too old and can’t eat too much, so she only divided two. Zhao Sanhe and his uncle and grandpa each got half of the bowl because they are boys, and Zhao Lanhua also got half of the bowl because they are one of the protagonists today. , the rest of the people each have a small half bowl.

Everyone has already eaten.

Zhao Zhuangshi didn't use the chopsticks very well, and he just started to use them. His mother felt sorry for him. He gave the fattest piece of meat in his bowl to his son, and Zhao Zhuangshi swallowed the whole piece of white fat meat without blinking his eyes. Belly, leaving only some oily spots on the lips.

Xiaojiang, why don't you eat it? Don't be polite, treat it like your own home. Zhao Sanhe urged Jiang Weiguo, thinking that Jiang Weiguo was embarrassed.

Jiang Weiguo could only pick up his chopsticks with difficulty, picked up a piece of the fattest one in the bowl, dipped it in some soy sauce, and took a bite.

Then chew twice quickly, and swallow decisively.

Jiang Feng understood this state all too well. They used to eat meat like this back then.

Because it is really unpalatable and very greasy, the longer the stew stays in the mouth, the more greasy it will be, and the fishy smell of pork can be tasted after careful chewing. Short-term pain is worse than long-term pain. Anyway, it is death, and the experience of death will be better if you eat faster.

The stewed meat passed through the intestines, leaving the fat in the mouth.

I just don't know if it will be more unpalatable when dipped in soy sauce.

Jiang Weiguo quickly finished the whole bowl of stewed meat.

If Jiang Weiguo's expression was flawed at the beginning, his pain, his resistance, and his despair can be seen through careful observation. In the middle and late stages, his performance has been impeccable and no mistakes can be found. The expression is natural, the movements are fast, and the look of wolfing down gives people the illusion that he thinks this bowl of stew is delicious, so he ate it so fast.

After all, he is a person with rich social experience, so his acting skills are naturally different from ordinary people.

How's Xiaojiang? Lanhua Mama's cooking skills are pretty good! Zhao Sanhe looked very proud.

Jiang Weiguo calmed down after eating two mouthfuls of stir-fried wild vegetables, and said calmly, It's pretty good. Auntie's stewed meat is really good. Lanhua told me about it before, and she really deserves her reputation.

Would you like some more? There's still in the basin. Zhao Sanhe said cheerfully, the last bit of stew in the basin was specially reserved for Jiang Weiguo by Zhao's mother, fearing that he would not have enough to eat.

Jiang Weiguo decisively changed the subject: Uncle Zhao, thank you for your hospitality today. You actually cooked such a sumptuous meal for me. Come, let me toast you.

It's getting foggy.

While fog was forming, Jiang Feng noticed that Zhao Lanhua didn't eat much of the stew in his bowl, there was still a lot left.

Mother Zhao also noticed.

Orchid, why don't you eat it? Don't be shy if you're fine, you see that Xiao Jiang and your dad are talking very well. You don't have to come forward later, I will tell Xiao Jiang the rest. Zhao's mother thought that Zhao Lanhua was because of Jiang Weiguo is here, so I am embarrassed to eat so much.

She didn't know that every time Zhao Lanhua went on a date in the city, she was eating. Zhao Lanhua was too embarrassed to go home and tell her parents that she had eaten with her partner in the city today. Roast duck, braised pork ribs, roast chicken, braised prawns, and steamed pork ...

No, Mom, didn't you stew the meat well today? Zhao Lanhua asked in a low voice.

Huh? Mother Zhao was dumbfounded. Jiang Feng really wanted to know what mother Zhao's expression was like at this time, but unfortunately he couldn't see it because it was foggy, so he could only listen.

I don't think today's stew is as delicious as before. Zhao Lanhua said it very euphemistically.

It's delicious. I stewed it early in the morning. I kept it for a whole morning. There will be no problems. Don't think about it.

Jiang Feng left his memory.

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