The days when I am farming in the last days

Jiang Dai doesn't have much attachment to appetite.She used to be busy with work, and she was under a lot of mental pressure. After a busy day, she was so tired that she didn't have much appetite.No matter how delicious something is, it is often just a few mouthfuls, enough to maintain the needs of life.

Because of this, she has been underweight.The lack of a layer of plump cheek flesh on her face made her facial features more distinct than ordinary people, showing a sharp and lonely temperament.

So when most people see her, their first reaction is to "stay away from us".

Jiang Dai has almost never met such an unreasonable closeness like Tang Han since she was an adult.In the beginning, she was only on guard, but by this time, she had realized that there was actually nothing in her that was worth plotting by others.

When people relax, they have feelings and understanding of many details around them.

For example, she thought that she had a small appetite, but in fact it was just a misunderstanding, it was just that the food was tasteless, so naturally she would not be greedy.

Until that night, she ate a bowl of bean curd first, then a whole saury, half a bowl of rice with the fish, and the other half bowl mixed with vegetable tofu, and finally at Mama Tang's. Under the hospitality, he also drank half a bowl of vegetable soup.

When eating, Jiang Dai herself didn't feel much.When she finished eating and lay on the sofa rubbing her belly, she turned around and counted how much she had eaten, and she was startled.

Am I so edible?

The taste of the food is of course good, but in fact it is just a very ordinary home cooking.However, Jiang Dai thought, maybe it is because it is a home-cooked dish that she can eat so much.

And she always ate alone in the past, no matter how expensive the meal was, it would inevitably taste deserted.Now there is indeed a large family, sitting around the fire, the soup in the pot is boiling and rolling, and the water vapor is steaming upwards. There is a kind of prosperity and excitement, which makes people unconsciously infected.

"Here, Jianweixiaoshi Tablets." With a light touch on the shoulder, Tang Han handed over a plate of pills.

Jiang Dai peeled off two pieces and chewed them in her mouth. She felt a little embarrassed that such a big person would still be full.

Tang Han didn't think much about it, sat down next to her, grabbed a pillow, and said with a smile, "You said you had a small appetite before, but I thought it was a polite word, and I'm afraid you are not used to our food .” It turned out to be true.

"Auntie's craftsmanship is very good." Jiang Dai defended.

Tang Han was dissatisfied, "It's obvious that I cooked the dishes tonight, okay?"

"Auntie will be there to guide you all the time." Jiang Dai answered immediately.

Tang Han couldn't deny this.

It is said that reliable parents will often raise their children to be wastes who open their mouths and stretch out their hands for food, while children raised by unreliable parents will be more mature and sensible.Tang's mother is too capable. Although Tang Han will not be turned into a waste, she must admit that she can only do many things, and she is incomparable with her mother.

Anyway, Tang's mother has always disliked her for 20 years.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Tang's mother shout, "Tang Han, come and clean up the dishes!"

Tang Han stood up resignedly, seeing Jiang Dai standing up after him, he quickly said, "No, just sit down."

"I'm with you, the two of you are faster, just treat it as a way to digest food." Jiang Dai said, "Didn't you say that we are not considered guests now? Of course we have to help out."

Tang's mother went out for a trip, and when she came back, she saw two people standing side by side by the sink washing dishes, and she couldn't help but feel disgusted, "Hey... Tang Han, the more you live, the more you go back, it's just these few bowls, you can finish washing them yourself , and even asked Xiao Jiang to do it."

"Auntie is fine, I always eat plain rice, and I'm embarrassed." Jiang Dai turned her head and smiled, "I have nothing else to do anyway."

This is true.Among the young people nowadays, who doesn't hold a mobile phone all day long?It's not chatting, it's playing games, or it's reading novels and dramas. Even Mama Tang herself will use TikTok for a while when she has nothing to do, and play two games of matchmaker.

But Jiang Dai didn't. She has been here for a few days, and Tang Ma hardly saw her holding a mobile phone.When there are people, she can also chat and laugh with people naturally, but when there is no one, she just sits so quietly, not knowing what she is thinking.

Such a heavy heart at such a young age.

Thinking about it this way, it would be a good thing to find something for her to do.

So after Tang Han finished washing the dishes, he received another job: tidying up the straw.

The Tang family has several fields, and every year they grow some rice for their own consumption.The straw after harvesting is used as feed for the livestock. Of course, it must be taken back, and all of them are piled up in the attic of the wing room.Tang Ma came back with a bundle and asked them to help tear off the messy grass leaves outside, leaving clean and clean grass stems.

Ozawa is the most active in this kind of novelty, and he is constantly doing more harm than good.Qin Yu had no choice but to follow him to clean up the mess.

"What is this for?" Jiang Dai is very interested in these things that she doesn't understand.

Tang Han carried a small bench for her, "To make moldy tofu is fermented bean curd."

"Using straw?" Instead of understanding, Jiang Dai became even more confused.

It's really cute for smart people to get confused occasionally. Tang Han smiled and said, "Spread out the straw, put the tofu on it to ferment, and wait for the mold to grow." ventilated place.Straw stalks clearly fit the bill.

Several people worked together, and the straw was sorted out in a short while.Tang Ma took a kitchen knife and chopped off the head and tail, leaving only the more even section in the middle, and put it aside for later use, and then went to collect the tofu.

The squeezed tofu is cut into large strips along the lines with a knife, and they are neatly stacked in a dustpan and brought back.

"Do you want tofu?" She asked with a smile.

Tang Han immediately raised his hand, and Tang Ma cut a piece, put it on a plate and put it on the stove.The tofu is still hot, so there is no need for further processing. The tofu in sour soup has a very special aroma. It is a little bland when eaten directly, but it can taste the taste of the tofu itself.If you dip it in a little dried chili powder for barbecue, the taste will be amazing.

Jiang Dai really didn't plan to eat it, but seeing how well other people ate it, she finally couldn't resist the temptation and reached out to take a piece.

Fortunately, the Jianweixiaoshi tablet had started to take effect, and the space created was barely enough for her to stuff this piece of tofu in.And just because you can only taste it, it makes people fondle admiringly.

She turned her head and watched Tang Ma spread a layer of straw on the bottom of the carton, cut the tofu into small pieces with a knife, and spread them evenly on the straw.When one layer is full, spread another layer of straw on top of the tofu, then cut the tofu, stack them in this way, and finally cover with another layer of straw, seal the carton, and send it to the utility room on the roof for fermentation.

Some of the remaining tofu is kept in the refrigerator, and after the slaughter of pigs, they are mixed with pig blood to make blood tofu.The other part is smeared with salt and baked on the stove to get the moisture out, so that it can be stored for a longer period of time.The last part is cut into slices, fried in a frying pan to become dried tofu, whether shredded and stir-fried, or sliced ​​and cooked directly in the soup pot, the taste is very good.

After a while, Tang's father set up the oil pan, and Jiang Dai soon smelled the aroma of fried tofu.

"Do you want to eat fried tofu?" Tang Ma asked again with a smile.

Hearing this familiar question, Jiang Dai always felt that there seemed to be something terrifying hidden in the elder's smiling face.I have already eaten so much, who can eat it?

However, she just thought so, and saw Tang Han raised his hand again, "I will eat."

Not only Jiang Dai, but even Qin Yu couldn't help but land on Tang Han's stomach.

It should be said that Jiang Dai is indeed a bit too thin, but Tang Han is not fat, and belongs to a very well-proportioned standard figure.So it can't help but make people wonder: Where did all the food she ate go?Where did she find room for so much stuff in her stomach?

However, looking back at Tang's father and mother, who were used to it, it seemed that he was not so surprised.

If a person has been fed in this way since childhood, her stomach should have already gotten used to it, and there will be no burden.

It was just that Qin Yu was a little worried and felt an invisible pressure.

Tang Han doesn't seem to be getting fat from eating. Ozawa is a child, and it's time to grow his body, so he doesn't have to worry about eating too much.Jiang Dai is so thin, even if she grows a little more flesh, she is still a standard figure.

So among all the people, only he is facing the difficulty of gaining weight in middle age, and usually relies on fitness and diet to maintain his figure.If you eat according to this standard, you might be able to hold up your beer belly in a short time.

... I can't even think about it.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-0111:20:36~2020-06-0211:43:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of ATLIT; 3 bottles of Wuzhajun;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!