The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

No words for a night, wake up early in the morning and look at the world wrapped in silver. The snow foot on the ground is more than a foot thick, and the snow has not stopped all night.

After getting up early in the morning to wash up, Yang Dongxu went to the kitchen to turn on the stove or something.

Yang Dongxu and Zhou Ya both returned. In order to increase the popularity and fireworks of the old house, Yang Ma said that breakfast and everything would be eaten here in the courtyard.

The house on the street is not far from the old house, and it’s only two steps after getting up in the morning.

Eat buns for breakfast. The buns were wrapped last night. You don’t need to put the refrigerator in this weather. After wrapping, you can find something to cover and put it in the kitchen.

Turn on the stove to boil the water first, heat up the steamer, and when the water in the pot boils, take it down in the steamer and put the buns in. Grandparents and the uncle's family will also come over for breakfast.

So I have steamed more than 20 baskets. The stove was originally used for steaming buns. There are three football-sized holes on the iron stove above. It is enough to put a steamer on top of the underground boiling water. The more than 20 baskets are not high when they are divided into three columns.

In addition to the stove for steaming buns, Yang Dongxu turned on two other stoves. On the second stove was a deep bucket-like pot. It's the same as some breakfast vendors serving porridge and soup pots.

Some stewed flavors are cooked in the pot, such as dried tofu, peeled eggs, meatballs, trotters and pork head.

The base soup of the braised pot is made from the little sister Dandan Nongjiale, so the stewed things are very delicious.

Every day, just throw in the seasoning, salt and water to ensure the taste of the soup is sufficient. You can throw in any food you want, for example, there are a few large beef stick bones in it at this time.

After all, grandparents, grandpa Xuan, and father-in-law are old, even if they are a good-mouthed person like Grandpa Xuan, eating meat and everything is a little troublesome.

So this year I made such a braised pot, and I just threw it into the braised meat if I wanted to eat it, so that the meat was simmered and rotten so that I could eat it.

A few beef stick bones were prepared for Dongjie and Xiao Wenchen, and of course Yang Dongxu's carnivorous animal was indispensable.

The braised pork stove uses briquettes instead of steamed buns and burns wood. The bottom of the stewed pork pot cannot be cut off, so a coal stove is most suitable. The air inlet of the coal stove is blocked the night before, and the pot can maintain a certain temperature overnight.

The way of steaming buns needs to be fast, so when you get up in the morning, it is faster to burn wood directly.

The third stove is also a coal stove. There is also a deep barrel-shaped iron pot on it. The chicken soup is simmering in it. The authentic old hen soup is full of two old hens.

It's not the simplified version of chicken broth that some snack bars buy to save costs.

The chicken soup was almost boiled last night. I sat on the coal stove and kept it simmering overnight. Now I can drink it by turning on the stove and grilling.

This one is not drunk directly, but is used to make egg soup. In Anhui Province, this is called sprinkling soup. It is to beat an egg in the soup bowl, then stir it with chopsticks, and use a spoon to scoop the boiled chicken soup.

If you like coriander, put coriander in it, if you like dried shrimp, put some dried shrimp in it, or add a little pepper, and leave nothing else.

In the winter morning, eating steamed buns and drinking such a bowl of soup, the taste is not too good.

All three stoves were set up. Yang Dongxu couldn't go out for a run because it was snowing, so Yang Dongxu first cleaned a piece of the yard to punch and move his body.

When he got up, Zhou Ya followed him to make porridge. She woke up in the morning and the taste was relatively light, so she was going to make some porridge. Zhuo Qinger sometimes drank rice porridge, sometimes like to drink soup, so she boiled more.

At this time, Madam Yang also began to come and help. After a while, Dad Yang and Uncle Yang also carried Mu Qiao over to help sweep the snow.

The courtyard of the old house is too big, so the others are ignored. Just clean the road in and out and the snow in the yard in front of the main house, and leave the other places alone.

The porridge is not a porridge, so it takes more than half an hour. When the steamed buns on the stove are ready, the porridge is cooked. Then yelled and started the meal.

The other people didn't touch the stuff in the stewed pot very much, just Yang Dongxu and the two long-bodied children chewed each other happily.

Then Father Xuan ate a few pieces of fat and tender pork head. Others either drank soup or porridge, and then they were full after eating steamed buns.

"Mom tonight, let's make some dumplings with veggie stuffing and eat it tomorrow morning. I start to eat meat in the morning and I will get fat again." Zhuo Qinger said to the lamb bun in front of him.

Obviously the stomach is full, but the lamb stuffed buns are so delicious, so she couldn't help eating two more. Only a few days after she came back, she felt meat on her face.

"What's wrong with eating fat? You were too thin before." Mother Yang said with a smile.

In the eyes of the elders, children want to eat fat to be healthy. When they see Zhuo Qing'er who is a little thin in order to keep her figure. Yang Ma kept asking if Yang Dongxu abused her and refused to feed him.

Compared with Zhuo Qing'er's weight loss, Zhou Ya made Yang's mother very satisfied. In fact, it is not only men who gain weight when they are old, women also gain weight.

However, Zhou Ya is not fat, but a mellow rich state. At this time, her body shape and temperament are a bit similar to Jiang Shan who sang "Dream Water Town".

It feels very friendly when I laugh. You don't have to take a stand and just sit there, and the feeling of elegance and dignity is ready to come out.

"It can't be too fat. I do costume design. If I am too fat, it will affect the senses of the customers." Zhuo Qinger stuffed a bun into her mouth, and then left the dining table with great perseverance.

In fact, she likes to sprinkle soup in the morning, but she can't help the mutton stuffed buns so fragrant in the morning. Coupled with a bowl of chicken soup full of vitality, this...I guess you won’t be able to gain ten pounds in the coming year.

So she chose to drink porridge like Zhou Ya. Others drank porridge and sprinkled too much soup, and occasionally changed the taste. She drank porridge because she didn't want to be fat.

"Wen Chen, have you finished eating?"

A group of children ran into the yard, and the children in the countryside were sensible no matter what they were going to school. For example, when I came to play with Dongjie and Wenchen, they saw that the Yang family was eating, they just shouted in the yard and did not go to the dining table.

"Da Mao, have you eaten, come and have some?" Yang Dongxu asked.

"I have eaten uncle."

"Come and come, all come and bite the bones." Mother Yang got up and greeted the children in the courtyard.

"I've really eaten grandma, Xiao Wenchen hurry up to play in the snow, we'll wait for you over there." Da Mao replied with a smile, and then saw the snow-removing wooden lift in the corridor next to him, "Grandpa, Then you can use me to make a snowman."

"Just play by the side, don't run over to the house, be careful not to slide in." Dad Yang, who looked at several anti-wood children, said quickly.

"Grandpa who can't, we are not stupid. Let's go, and make a snowman."

"Let's go." A group of little kids yelled, and they started to beat the snowman, carrying Mu Hui.

"I'm stuffed."

"I'm full too."

Dong Jie and Xiao Wenchen who had eaten Zhengxiang suddenly couldn't sit still as if they had long nails on their ass.

"After gnawing the bones, who is eating half and half?" The little aunt slapped Dong Jie unceremoniously on the back of his head.

Zhou Ya glanced at Xiao Wenchen, and Xiao Wenchen, who was about to run happily, immediately stopped living.

Looking back, the bones on my position were clean. I drank a bowl of soup and a cage of steamed buns. He breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "I'm finished."

After finding that Zhou Ya looked away, he did not immediately run to play, but turned to look at Yang Dongjie, "Uncle, eat faster."

"Come here, here." Yang Dongjie gnawed away a few pieces of meat on the bones in the second handle three times, and swallowed straight on his neck.

He threw his bones to the big dog who had been waiting around him for a long time. The two of them first washed their hands and wiped their faces, and then started running aside.

A group of children over there have already piled up the belly of the snowman below, and they are holding the wood to make a solid shot, preparing to build the snowman's head.

"I'll go to that carrot to be the nose for the snowman." Xiao Wenchen shouted.

"Take a few more, there is a lot of snow here, let's pile a few more." Dong Jie waved his hand and motioned him to get it quickly, while he took the Muxie from a little kid and ran to a farther place. Push the snow over.

When the two children ran out~www.readwn.com~ Zhuo Qinger was more interested and followed them together, and then Zhou Ya also passed.

The matter of collecting the bowl was handed over to my mother and young aunt Yang Dongxu and quickly slipped away.

"what......"

Soon after, Zhuo Qing'er screamed outside. She originally wanted to make a snowman with the children. She saw that the bamboo forest was so beautiful, so she went to play in the bamboo forest.

Many bamboos are bent by the snow pressure on them, and they are indeed beautifully wrapped in silver. As a result, as soon as he walked in, Yang Dongxu turned his head to the bamboo beside him and ran.

Zhuo Qinger, who was frightened by the fall of snow, screamed, and then began to chase Yang Dongxu from behind with gritted teeth.

When the children saw the fun, they all ran to the bamboo forest. Some kicked the bamboo and wanted to cheat others, but they slipped and fell directly to themselves.

Before long, the group of children who had been making snowmen became snowball fights. Among them, Yang Dongxu is the most powerful, the wood in his hand is dancing with tigers and tigers.

Others play snowball fights by making a snow ball and throw them out, and they play snowballs by shoveling the snow from one tree to another.

So soon he became a public enemy and was chased and beaten by two adults, Zhuo Qing'er and Zhou Ya, and a group of half-old children and little kids.

"How old are you, and the children are there, and they are still like a little Maotou." Seeing that her son was besieged by a group of people, she was embarrassed and her son, Yang Ma snorted.

If it's not for the son already has a son, there is a daughter-in-law next to him.

She must rush over with the bamboo sticks to let Yang Dongxu remember his childhood.

However, although he was humming, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile.