The husband's son-in-law

Li Zhouzhou is making meat.

This is the two catties that my father brought back from pig farming the day before yesterday. I went to the town to buy things yesterday, so I didn't have time to make them.Coming back from Dongping Village early this morning, Li Zhouzhou wanted to do it easily.

Dad also cut a piece of oil board, which is very good for boiling oil, and it produces a lot of oil, but it is only as big as a palm.The rest is fat, and some fat and white.Li Zhouzhou took the knife first, and picked out the fat and white piece, which was especially fat, and used it to boil oil with the oil plate.

Cut the remaining one catty of meat into slightly thicker square slices, put it in a small jar and seal it when it is almost fried.

The village calls it Fatanzirou.

Cut the oil plate and fatty meat into pieces, heat the iron pan, put these in, the bottom of the pan should have less firewood, turn on the fire slowly, wash the ginger pieces the size of a little finger, put them in, and then pour half a bowl of water.This was figured out by Li Zhouzhou's cooking.

Pour some water to prevent the pork from being overcooked, the oil residue is burnt black, and the color of lard is not good.The water should not be too much, slowly, the moisture will dry up.The lard that just came out is bright yellow, and the oil residue is crispy and fragrant, and it is burnt yellow.

Li Zhouzhou first fished out the oil residue and put it in a bowl, then poured the lard into the oil tank, and when the oil cooled, it became snow white.Without washing the iron pan, pour the fat and thin slices of meat into it, and continue to simmer. This is jar meat, which is used for cooking.

The meat in the jar is fried half-cooked, the oil from the fat meat is refined, and the oil is sizzling, and the oil and meat are poured into the jar, and the mouth is sealed when it cools, and it can be used for cooking in the future.

It was already dark when it was done, so Li Zhouzhou quickly rolled out the noodles, cut them into thin strips, boiled hot water in a pot, boiled the water for the noodles, dug out half a spoonful of cold lard from the bottom of three large bowls, and waited for the noodles to be ready Now, take it out and throw it on top, sprinkle some chopped green onion and lard residue, pour hot noodle soup on top, pour some salt and vinegar, and a bowl of clear noodle soup will be ready.

"It smells so good." Gu Zhao came in smelling the smell.

Li Zhouzhou wiped his hands and said, "It's just time to eat, it's a bit late today."

"It's not too late, don't worry." Gu Zhao ordered the bowl of noodles.

A family of three sat in the hall and ate by lighting an oil lamp.Gu Zhaoxian took a sip of the soup, his eyes lit up immediately, he leaned over and put his arm against his wife, and said affectionately, "Zhou Zhou, you are good at cooking, and it tastes so good."

"It's simple, it's nothing." Li Zhouzhou was embarrassed by the praise. Everyone in the village can do laundry and cooking, so there is no need to praise this.

Gu Zhao: "It's amazing, what Zhou Zhou cooks is even better than noodle stalls."

Li Zhouzhou has almost never been praised since he was a child, not to mention the humiliation of the villagers' appearance, even when they were not separated from each other in the old house, those elders were rough, not clever, and clumsy.Li Da is a rough guy, he values ​​Zhou Zhou in his heart, and he can't express it with his mouth.

The most praised words I heard before were: Li Zhouzhou works neatly and has great strength.But followed by a sentence that eats more like a brother, like a man.Another cycle of humiliation and criticism.

No one has ever praised Gu Zhao so enthusiastically and sincerely.

No following but, no criticism.

Li Zhouzhou was ashamed, looked at his father was still there, just lowered his head and hummed, his heart was very happy, and he also gave birth to "So my cooking is delicious", Xianggong will not lie to him, that is his cooking Really great.

After eating, it was already dark, Li Zhouzhou went to wash up with bowls and chopsticks, Gu Zhao followed with an oil lamp to illuminate the road, and entered the stove. There was still firewood and hot water left in the stove. Washing dishes is done with cold water, which is useless.

But after Xianggong came, he washed the dishes with cold water for the first time, and the second time, when he had just finished cooking, he went to bring the meal to the main room, and when he went back to look for Xianggong, he saw that Xianggong had added a piece of firewood and scooped up the pot. water.

Seeing him looking over, he said pitifully and obediently: "Zhou Zhou won't blame me for burning firewood, will he? It's so cold, I'm afraid your hands will be cold."

Li Zhouzhou's heart was warm at that time, how could he blame his husband.

Now, in just a few days, Li Zhouzhou's habit has changed with his husband.The water in the pot is warm, and the dishes are washed quickly.Gu Zhao boiled hot water for his father and wife to wash and wash.

The husband and wife divided the work, and when Li Zhouzhou cleaned up the dishes, Gu Zhao also prepared the hot water for washing in the evening.

It's getting colder every day.

"My wife, come and iron your feet." Gu Zhao sat down first according to Zhou Zhou.

There are only the husband and wife in the house, and Li Zhouzhou and his husband are much more comfortable getting along without their father.Gu Zhao was carrying a bucket of hot water, scooped up a gourd ladle, and asked, "How's my wife's temperature?"

"It's alright, Mr. Li." Li Zhouzhou shook his foot.

Gu Zhao just sat down, put his feet into the basin, and hissed hotly.Li Zhouzhou became anxious and asked, "Is it hot?" He just remembered that Mr. Xianggong's thin skin and tender flesh had never done farm work, unlike his rough skin and thick flesh, he was not afraid of being scalded.

"It's better if the weather is colder and the temperature is higher." Gu Zhao put his feet on his wife's feet unhurriedly. He sat on a small stool and Zhou Zhou was on the kang. She looked a little pitiful and cute, "Zhou Zhou doesn't mind?"

He also touched Zhou Zhou's feet with his toes.

Li Zhouzhou wouldn't mind, the anxiety and self-blame in his heart was gone, only the itching remained.

There are only two wooden basins in the house. They wash their faces, feet, and clothes on weekdays. The husband and wife have one, and the father has one.Life in the ancient countryside was like this, and the life of the Li family was much better than that of many other families.

After soaking his feet, Gu Zhao went to pour water, but Li Zhouzhou rarely rushed to do it.

Gu Zhao was still wondering, why is Zhou Zhou so obedient today?He was wearing jackets, and splashed water on the vegetable field in the backyard. His feet were already cold after soaking in the heat, so he tied the door bolt of the main room and went into the back room.

The oil lamp was placed on the desk, and the light was dim.

"Sir, turn off the lights and go to sleep."

"it is good."

Gu Zhao took off his clothes, extinguished the oil lamp, and got on the kang in the dark. The quilt was opened a crack, and the moment he entered, it was warm, and then——

"Zhou Zhou?" Gu Zhao was stunned.

Sleeping on weekdays, the two still wear underwear and underwear.Gu Zhao was still stunned by the feeling at this moment, Li Zhouzhou held back his shame and burrowed into his husband's arms.

"Master." Li Zhouzhou's voice was very small.

This behavior is more shy and bold than when he undressed first in the bridal chamber.But Li Zhouzhou just wanted to be nice to his husband and be intimate with him.

It's been two days since I did it.

Sparks spread in Gu Zhao's teased heart, and he stuck to Zhou Zhou in the dark and kissed Zhou Zhou's lips, imitating Zhou Zhou's soft voice, and said, "wife."

The voices of the two were small and sticky, forming a small world under the blanket.

Li Zhouzhou was slowly filled by his husband from heart to body.

On the second day, Li Zhouzhou was unusually late to get up late, and stayed in the bed with his husband for a while, and waited until it was bright outside the window to get dressed, and said: "Sister-in-law, you lie down for another meeting."

"No, I'll get up and exercise to review my homework." Gu Zhao shook his head.

Zhou Zhou was busy running the house, he couldn't be lazy and only cared about his comfort.If housework is Zhou Zhou's job, then studying for the imperial examination is his job.

Li Zhouzhou handed the hot clothes to Xianggong.

The couple got dressed.Li Zhouzhou opened the window for ventilation, folded the quilt, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.It's simple to eat in the morning, multigrain porridge and pickles are enough.Gu Zhao was exercising in the yard with an empty wooden barrel, running in circles to exercise his body.

After breakfast, the sky was bright, and Gu Zhao was sitting by the window reading a book.

Li Zhou fetched water, fed pigs and chickens, and washed clothes.After Li Da had breakfast, he carried bamboo baskets into the mountains early in the morning, cutting pigweed and some firewood along the way.

At noon, Li Da came back with a basket of pigweed on his back, and a bundle of firewood in each of his left and right hands.

"Father, shall I kill a chicken?"

Li Da unloaded the firewood and said, "Kill it, don't feel sorry for the firewood."

During the slack season, Li Da went to cut the firewood at home. In autumn, there were many dry and dead branches on the mountain. Li Da went to the mountain to collect some if he had nothing to do, and piled them in the firewood room next to the stove. The firewood was enough and the pile was high, but this was not the case. To make up for Gu Zhao's body, it's getting cold, so it looks like he's going to burn the kang earlier this year.

His brother-in-law has no temper and can't stand the cold.Li Da thought, he will cut two bundles of firewood in the afternoon.

Li Zhouzhou listened to his father, boiled a pot of hot water in the pot, took a knife and went to the backyard to kill chickens.The flock of chickens flapped their wings, Li Zhouzhou had good eyesight, and caught the one that was not laying eggs. He clamped both arms with one hand and took out the chicken ring.

Wipe the neck with a knife, pour chicken blood, and continue with a bowl.

Li Zhouzhou was afraid that the blood would get dirty, so he put a layer of gauze on the mouth of the bowl, and the chicken blood soaked in cleanly. If it was too cold today, after draining the blood, he quickly poured the mixed salt water into it, and stirred it with chopsticks. Stir, let it stand there for a while and it will solidify.

When you want to eat it, cut it into pieces with a knife and eat it as a stew. It is as tender as tofu.It’s just that the chicken blood has a smell, so it needs to be stewed with sauerkraut to cover it.

Whether it's chicken blood or pig blood, people in the village see some meat all year round, and these things are not wasted at all.

The boiled hot water began to fluff the chicken feathers. After washing it twice, the internal organs were cleaned, and the edible ones were not thrown away, so I kept them first.Li Zhouzhou carried the basin into the kitchen room and began to disassemble the flesh and blood. If a chicken could be eaten by him and his father for ten and a half months, it would be fine now.

Just after noon.

Someone came through the door in Aunt Wang's yard next door, chatting together while doing handwork, and someone sniffed and said, "It smells so good, what does it smell like?"

What kind of taste can it smell like roast chicken?

No one answered, the eyebrows who had just spoken raised their eyebrows, pouted towards the wall of Li's courtyard, and said, "Li's stewed chicken today?"

"What kind of day is it killing chickens?" It's not a year or a festival, what kind of chickens are being killed.It just shows that his family can't eat a chicken.

The smell is getting more and more fragrant, and it smells like rice with multigrain.

It's clear that I have eaten it not long ago, but it smells bad, and everyone who talks and chats arouses greediness. The multigrain porridge I ate in the morning is as if I haven't eaten it, and it's gone after soaking in urine.

The Zhang family threw the scissors heavily into the baskets, as if they were afraid that the neighbors would not hear them, and raised their voices and said, "What's the smell? Yesterday I made lard, but now I eat chicken. I really think of myself as a rich man." No, the village chief didn’t even make it like this in his house.”

"Still frying lard?" Someone asked Aunt Wang.

Next to Li's house is deserted, there is no one's house, this side is next to Wang's house, next door to Wang's house is Zhang's house.It's just that the Zhang family is separated by a family, and everyone in the Zhang family can smell that Li Zhou's family fried lard yesterday afternoon.

Aunt Wang doesn't love the Zhang family, but the neighbors, the Zhang family are aggressive and powerful, and they can arrange people with their mouths, so Li Zhouzhou refused her distant nephew to marry, and the Zhang family has hated it ever since, and anyone who can talk Never let go of the place.

No, Li's family can use a piece of lard to talk about it.

Aunt Wang didn't want to cause trouble, especially when Zhang's said Li Zhouzhou, not her, so she nodded her head and added a sentence, "It's not my family."

It's about the Zhang family's fart.

"Li Da didn't see it. Zhou Zhou recruited a son-in-law and made a big show. He thought he didn't have much money. In the end, he killed chickens and ate meat."

"Who would have thought that Li's family used to have two brick-and-mortar houses back then, but now that they have been replaced by a large courtyard, tsk tsk tsk, they are ahead of everyone else."

These words touched Aunt Wang's heart. In the past, the two families were close to each other, and they were also mud-tiled houses without courtyard walls. Now that the walls of Li's courtyard have been erected, it seems that Aunt Wang's house is even more dilapidated.

Aunt Wang glanced at the person who was speaking, feeling suffocated in her heart.

The fragrance is getting stronger and stronger, and those who chatter are a little distracted and have no energy in their hands.The youngest son of the Zhang family, Niudan, ran over from the yard, threw himself on the Zhang family's lap, and yelled that Auntie was hungry and wanted some meat.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat a fart." The Zhang family was upset.

Niudan is only four years old. Although he can read his face, the meat tastes delicious. In the morning, he drank a bowl of multigrain porridge with thin soup and little water. He was already hungry after running around in the yard. Legs rolled on the ground.

"Mother, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, eat meat."

Everyone just watched the excitement, and some jokingly said: "The cow egg wants to eat meat, let your mother cook it for you tomorrow."

Damn it, who can make it like Li's.

The Zhang family felt sorry for their own chicken, and glared and spoke bitterly. This was deliberately making fun of her, twisting the ears of the cow's egg with one hand, and the cow's egg hurt so much that it cried and yelled for meat.The Zhang family suddenly rolled their eyes, let go, laughed, and said, "If you want to eat meat, whoever makes meat, you go and ask for it, and you can eat it when you get there."

Those who did the work were stunned.

This is what the Zhang family sent their son Niudan to go to Li's house to beg for food.This is really shameless.

Every household in the village has rare meat, but no one is poor enough to beg for food from other people's homes for no reason, and it's not a beggar.But when I think of the Zhang family, this person is skinny and shameless, and his eggs are so small, it's okay to be shy.

The main reason is that the Li family and the Zhang family are having an unhappy fight, and everyone knows it. It is estimated that the Zhang family did not think that the cow's egg would come, and if they didn't, they would find an excuse to scold the Li family.

Said that Li Zhouzhou was petty, mean and cruel, and didn't even give his children food.

As soon as Niudan heard it, he wiped his nose indiscriminately, stood up and ran to the next door.The ears of the Zhang family were happy and quiet, watching the show with their legs crossed, and when Niudan came back crying, they rolled up their sleeves and started cursing.

If anyone in the village eats stewed meat, they close the door and eat it secretly.Some people feel ashamed to drop by the door when they smell the smell, so if the meal is ready, can you eat it without asking?

Especially when Zhang's family ran against Li Zhouzhou's stewed meat with such a loud voice, the designated party over there heard it, and probably closed the door early.If the cow protein ran away, it would be a waste of shame.

This is a mother.

Several people curled their lips in disdain.

After a while, Niudan ran back, holding a piece of chicken in his dirty hand, with his mouth full, his face was slick, and he stuck out his tongue to lick the chicken bone in his hand while running.

Mei Zizi said, "Aniang, it's almost here."

Not to mention the chatterers, even the Zhang family was stunned, did Li Zhouzhou really give it?The door is not closed.

"Aniang's chicken is delicious, it's delicious." The cow's egg gnawed on the bones with great taste, and it was not exhausted after eating, and it sucked a little bit with its fingers.

The others didn't know what they were thinking, and what they said was: "This kid Zhou Zhou still has solid eyes."

"That's right, it's really for meat."

"Maybe it can't be wiped out. In the Li family, Li Da is an honest and boring gourd, and Zhou Zhou is too. I have never seen anyone blush. You can ask him to help you. That's nothing to say. Now you have recruited a husband." , is a man of culture and spirit.”

It means that the family is honest, and the Zhang family is shameless, so they find honest people to bully them.

Zhang's family was overwhelmed by the inside and outside, and his face fell. After eating the cow's egg, the smell of the bones was wiped off, and he didn't enjoy it. Still want to eat."

He asked for one piece, and the Li family gave it to him. If he asked for it again, Li Zhouzhou would not give it to him and he would not be blamed.

A group of people are watching.

The face of the Zhang family turned black, and they twisted their son's ears, cursing: "No, what a fart, I owe you this meal, and asked you to beg for food. You are a beggar." Carrying the cow's egg back Walk.

Everyone curled their lips when they heard this, they all pushed Niudan on him, since Niudan is small anyway, so there is no shame in it.

The door of Li's courtyard was closed.

Gu Zhao wiped his hands, how could he not have heard the noise of scolding them so loudly next door.

"Sanggong has eaten." Li Zhouzhou called Xianggong.

Gu Zhao went in, "Zhou Zhou won't feel sorry for the piece of meat I gave away, will he?"

Li Zhouzhou shook his head, "It's not that I feel sorry for a piece of meat. I don't care about him with the little boy, but I don't love his mother." I stopped talking halfway, lest my husband think he is narrow-minded and holds grudges.

Who knows, Xianggong said with a smile: "Give a piece of meat, and tomorrow the Zhang family will die a chicken."

"Look."

Li Zhouzhou:?

What does Xianggong mean?