Farmhouse is so old

Tang Qing was surprised that Zhou Qing could cook?

When Zhou Qing put the food on the table, a pot of stewed hen soup was sprinkled with green shallots, and the mouth-watering aroma was smelt before it was served, which greatly increased the appetite.

A plate of stir-fried chicken offal with sauerkraut, a bowl of small white rice, ordinary parents' dishes, but it made Tang Qing feel very warm.

"This is the feeling of home." Tang Qing took a long breath of relief holding the chopsticks.

"Try how it tastes, and I don't know if it suits your taste." Zhou Qing filled Tang Qing with a bowl of chicken soup and placed it in front of him.

Tang Qing took it, and after smelling the mellow fragrance, his mouth became salivary, and his appetite was whetted. He picked up the soup spoon, took a spoonful and put it in his mouth. a spoonful of...

Before he knew it, he finished a bowl of soup. Zhou Qing watched Tang Qing finish the bowl of soup spoon by spoon in dumbfounded, without commenting.

"How delicious is it?" Zhou Qing was waiting for Tang Qing's comment.

Tang Qing filled another bowl for himself and said, "It's so delicious, I can't bear to stop talking to you."

These words are not mixed with water at all. At the first taste, there is a fragrance, and after tasting it, there is a medicinal fragrance of Codonopsis pilosula and Chinese yam, which makes people have an endless aftertaste and is very delicious.

"Then what you said is so good, you will exaggerate me, and I knew that if you refused to tell the truth, it must be extremely unpleasant." Zhou Qing didn't believe Tang Qing's words, knowing that he was used to boasting Man, he filled a bowl for himself and took a sip.

Immediately froze, this is not my stewed soup!He knows nothing more than his own craft, that's impossible.

But no one has ever entered the kitchen from the time the chicken was killed to the time it was cooked. It is impossible for someone to replace it. Could it be that the gods cast a magic spell?

Zhou Qing was puzzled, and took another two sips. The more he drank, the better it tasted, making it impossible to stop.

"Hey, save some for me." Tang Qing became anxious when he saw that he was drinking vigorously, and refused to give up the basin to Zhou Qing. Zhou Qing gave him a hard look, got up and went to the kitchen to bring a bigger bowl. of a basin.

An angry Tang Qing vomited blood: "I won't take you to bully people like this."

"You were the one who bullied me first. You even brought me a basin just now, so I'm not allowed to bring another one out." Zhou Qing felt that he was the first to be polite, and grinned at Tang Qing.

"I want to change it with you, your pot is bigger." Tang Qing put the soup pot in the middle of the table, playing a rogue.

"I can change it with you, as long as you drink it up." Zhou Qing shrugged, with an expression of indifference.

Tang Qing rubbed his belly and felt discouraged. When his belly was full, he hated it. Who told his stomach to be unfulfilling? He could only hold his own small pot like an angry little daughter-in-law and drink it one mouthful at a time.

"My daughter-in-law has become impatient, and she has learned to compete with her family for food." Tang Qing puffed up his cheeks and pouted at Zhou Qing's satisfied appearance.

"Look at your little daughter-in-law, let me give you another sip, ah~" Zhou Qing saw that Tang Qing was so angry, whether he was a little younger than himself or a bit childish, so he fed him a spoonful from his own basin .

"You're really good at cooking." Tang Qing boasted sincerely. Before he learned cooking, it was because of his slight cleanliness and anorexia. to learn.

Otherwise, with his lazy temper, he would cook. It doesn't exist, it's just because his stomach is weak.

But it took him at least two or three years to learn what he looks like now, which can be regarded as a talent. I didn't expect Zhou Qing to cook so deliciously for the first time.

Except that cooking porridge was an accident, he didn't expect him to be so talented, Qing already imagined Zhou Qing as a great god in his heart.

"I don't know, obviously I didn't know it before." Zhou Qing was also puzzled, looking at his hand in disbelief.

"Don't think so much, we'll see if we try again tomorrow." Tang Qing pulled Zhou Qing up to wash up, and was about to lie down on the bed.

"The dishes haven't been washed yet." Lying on the bed, Zhou Qing remembered what he hadn't finished.

"I'll wash it tomorrow. I won't wash it tomorrow. Go to sleep now. I've been tired all day. I can't sleep without holding you." Tang Qing hugged Zhou Qing and said coquettishly.

"..."

Zhou Qing's face was full of black lines. Didn't he say that he just ate and slept well? He also heard Tang Qing say that he couldn't sleep without him, and his heart was full. In fact, he also wanted to say that I can sleep peacefully only by relying on you.

Leaning against Tang Qing contentedly, she fell asleep soundly. In the bedroom, the two embraced each other and slept soundly.

The next day, Tang Qing fulfilled his promise and got up early to wash the dishes. Zhou Qing yelled to cook.

Thinking that he did a good job yesterday, Tang Qing agreed, but almost set the kitchen on fire.

Tang Qing used the pot lid to extinguish the fire that was burning in the pot, looked at the thick smoke billowing in the room and coughed, "How long have you been burning the pot, the fire is so big."

Zhou Qing said aggrievedly to his index finger, "I, I, I, I was chopping vegetables. I just threw a piece of radish into it and he just did that."

Tang Qing looked at the dark piece in the pot, and raised his forehead a little: "Could it be that the God of Cookery gave you a golden finger for a day? If I had known it yesterday, I would have asked you to make more and save it."

At this moment, Tang Qing felt a little regretful, regretting why he didn't save that night's soup yesterday. After today, thinking that he would never be able to eat such delicious soup in the future, he felt a little cold.

"Let me try making another soup." Zhou Qing was still a little eager to try, so Tang Qing could only follow him.

Afraid that something would happen to him again, this time he focused on Zhou Qing's hands. From killing the chicken to putting it into the pot, Tang Qing didn't dare to blink his eyes, fearing that if he was negligent, the family would be gone.

Fortunately, this time Zhou Qing did it very seriously, and there was no problem in the middle, until the aroma came from the stew pot, which was exactly the same as yesterday, so he was relieved.

"The taste hasn't changed, it's as delicious as yesterday's." Tang Qing immediately felt happy as he held the chicken soup that night.It seems that the God of Cookery only gave Zhou Qing the golden finger for making soup.

Zhou Qing tilted his head and thought for a while, "I seem to only know how to make soup. I feel flustered when I make other things, and I am always in a hurry. I am the only one who can make this soup with ease."

"It's okay, I'll be useless if I let you do it. In the future, you will make soup and I will cook. It's great. The combination of soup and vegetables is a natural match." Tang Qing patted Zhou Qing's head and said happily.

He was really afraid that Zhou Qing could do everything, wouldn't this steal his job? He didn't usually do much work, and if he deprived him of this one job, wouldn't he be a useless person?

The atmosphere of the Chinese New Year is getting stronger and stronger. Tang Qing and Zhou Qing have only been at home for two days. In the village, there are people who raise pigs to invite them to kill pigs.

Tang Qing didn't know what killing pig rice meant and asked Zhou Qing for advice.

"The relatives in the village raised pigs and haven't invited any guests this year. At this time, they will invite everyone to have a tooth-beating festival, which can be regarded as bringing popularity to the family years ago." Zhou Qing explained to Tang Qing.

That's it, Tang Qing nodded. He had never heard of such a custom.

"Then let's pack up and go. By the way, do you want a gift?" Tang Qing was quite excited as he went to Erbo's house to eat pig-killing rice today.

Zhou Qing straightened Tang Qing's clothes and said, "You don't need to bring a mouth."

"Haha, it's okay and you don't need to give gifts."

Zhou Qing explained speechlessly: "It's not a wedding, it's just a gift for the tooth-beating ceremony. They are all relatives of the family. If they don't know you well, he will invite you."

Zhou Dachang's house was bustling with activity, before he got to the door, he heard laughter from the yard, a group of children were playing on the road outside the yard, chasing each other.

The yard was full of people, gathered around to watch the slaughter of pigs, a few strong men held the pig, and the pig screamed incessantly. The butcher held a knife in his hand and stabbed it in with one knife. up.

A woman next to him immediately sent a basin to catch the spilled pig's blood.This was Tang Qing's first time seeing someone butchering a pig, and it was extremely strange.

He has only killed chickens, ducks and fish, and found that it is not much different from killing chickens, except that the pigs are a little bigger and need a few people to help.

When the blood was drained, the pig was placed in a large pot beside it with boiling water, which was used to shave the pig.

No wonder people often say that dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water. So that's how it came about, Tang Qing rubbed his chin and thought secretly.

Several people worked together to shave the wild boar, then put the pig on a wooden stake, and the butcher took a sharp knife from the neck and cut it open.

They took out the internal organs and cut off the pig's head. The women smiled and took the pig's head to the side to remove the hair with asphalt.The butcher continued to decompose, sorting out the four hooves and ribs.

I watch this slaughtered pig every year, and I don’t get tired of watching it every year. Many children squat aside and look at the meat on the chopping board, drooling. They haven’t tasted the taste of meat for a year. They didn't even reach for it, they all looked forward to the early start of the meeting.

After the pig was finished, it was just in time for the banquet to start. There were four tables full of people, and the children squeezed together with their parents in order to save one table, so that there would be one less table of food.

Sitting together with Zhou Qing, Tang Qing felt a bit crowded, mainly because there were two seven or eight-year-old children sandwiched between the seats next to him, so they couldn't be crowded, so he had to sit next to Zhou Qing tightly, and the result was that the two Personally, I am not good at serving dishes...

In the end, the seats were reserved for these children, while he and Zhou Qing ate standing up, who told them that they were all children at the table.

Zhou Chuan originally wanted him to go to the kitchen with Zhou Qing to eat, but he was busy serving the food, so he forgot about it, and Tang Qing was full when he was done.

After eating the pig-killing meal in pain and happiness, some people left early in the afternoon because there were still a lot of livestock waiting to be fed at home. Zhou Dachang didn't let them go back empty-handed, and there was more or less a little minced meat , bones and the like.

"Come here and I have something to tell you." Zhou Qing was watching several aunts pouring bacon when he was pulled aside by a young man in his twenties.

This person is Zhou Qing's cousin Wang Shuilu, with thin, dark eyes and bright eyes, he looks like a shrewd person.

Walking is windy, and the arms are also strong. It doesn't look like a disease.Tang Qing couldn't figure out why he was looking for him, and he was still so sneaky.

In the past, when someone in the village had some kind of hidden disease, he would secretly drag him to a corner to see a doctor, which made him conditioned reflex. As soon as someone pulled him, he felt that the other person was sick.

"Uh." In a corner of the backyard, a few blush flashed on Wang Shuilu's dark face, and he looked quite embarrassed.

Seeing him like this, Tang Qing knew that there was some hidden disease, otherwise he would cough and cough twice and said: "Just say what you have to do, don't be embarrassed, we are all family."

"I want to see you for medical treatment." Wang Shuilu lowered his head, his voice was like a fly's, making it hard to hear.

"I don't think you are sick." Tang Qing was no longer surprised that others came to him for medical treatment, but was surprised that he looked healthy, could it be...

Tang Qing glanced at Wang Shuilu's lower body. It shouldn't be that he looked very positive. It couldn't be Yang Wei, nor did he seem to be suffering from kidney deficiency.

"I..." Wang Shuilu looked at Tang Qing's lower body and blushed immediately, and said, "I didn't see a doctor, I asked my wife."

"Oh, what's wrong with your daughter-in-law? Tell me about the cause." Seeing a misunderstanding, Tang Qing was a little embarrassed, and pretended to straighten his clothes inadvertently.

"My daughter-in-law and I have been married for five years and have no children yet. My mother is so anxious that she almost wants to change her daughter-in-law, but I just like my daughter-in-law." Wang Shuilu finally gritted his teeth and said.

What's there to be ashamed of, just say it openly, if you have to be coy and make the atmosphere so embarrassing, then he said with a straight face: "You have to pull your wife here, I'll give her a pulse Only then did I know what disease she had."

"She's not sick..." Wang Shuilu muttered again.

What Wang Shuilu said made Tang Qing Erzhang puzzled. He was here to see a doctor, but it turned out that what he said was not a disease. This was obviously a trick.

"Cousin, if you have nothing to do, I'll go back first, and I'll help my aunts make sausages." Tang Qing didn't bother with him, but he was already such a grown-up, and he still played this kind of little thing with his family. The child's tricks are a little too naive.

"Hey, don't go." Seeing that Tang Qing was about to leave, Wang Shuilu grabbed his arm and refused to let him go.

"I told you to listen." Wang Shuilu gritted his teeth, leaned over and whispered in Tang Qing's ear.