Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Yang Ruoqing continued to work.

Wang Cuilian also continued to watch.

The two children don't eat fatty meat and can't eat spicy food, so Yang Ruoqing divided the dumplings into two parts.

A bowl is filled with pure and thin dumpling fillings, which are simply added with salt, light soy sauce, shallots, vegetable foam, eggs, and sweet potato powder.

The other bowl is stuffed with pork belly. In addition to the other ingredients in the appeal, a large spoonful of wild sansan pepper sauce is added.

Wild pepper is picked in the mountains in spring, and it is made into sauce, used for cooking, stuffing dumplings, or as a cap for noodles. It is the best partner.

Finally, Yang Ruoqing put a little lettuce oil into the two fillings.

"Qing'er, do you put the rapeseed oil in the pan before it's cooked?" Wang Cuilian asked.

The rapeseed oil used by farmers is all rapeseed grown by themselves and sent to the oil workshop to grind the oil, which is also called raw sesame oil.

Usually, before frying, it is fried in a pot at high temperature for a while to remove the raw smell.

Yang Ruoqing also noticed this situation, so she said to Wang Cuilian: "Don't worry, aunt, I won't go to the pot to fry the stuffing, and it happened that the small stove was still boiling, so I put a small iron pot on it to fry the stuffing. "

"Your fourth aunt and the others probably won't go back to the village today, right?" Wang Cuilian glanced at the sky outside the kitchen window.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, brows and eyes crooked, and then said: "My mother told my fourth aunt the same thing last time, auntie, guess what my fourth aunt said?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, continued to make dumplings, and continued: "My mother said that the bed sheet and pillow case just changed, after sleeping for three days, the side where she slept was still clean without any marks, and my father's side was not. Same thing, there's a dark print of a recognizable shape all over the place, and the pillow is greasy..."

"Hahaha..." Wang Cuilian laughed until she burst into tears, "Your fourth aunt is so funny!"

"What did your fourth aunt say?"

Said that the fourth uncle basically blew air on her head and face, and the air came out of her mouth and nose, smelling so bad, it was like eating a dead mouse!

It's good to have a girl married near Lu Near.

"My fourth aunt said that men are only fragrant until they are ten years old. After 25, they are getting fatter every year."

Because those words would damage fourth uncle's image, Yang Ruoqing would not say more.

"I also said that when my fourth uncle snored, the throat pipe seemed to be filled with water and gurgled, and sometimes he choked on himself and woke up from coughing..."

Besides, I'm making dumplings and cooking delicacies right now, so let's stop with some unharmonious words.

Wang Cuilian said, "Okay, I'll put firewood for you when I'm done rolling here."

As he was talking, he talked about Blacksmith Luo.

"Huh?" Wang Cuilian was skeptical, it was the first time she had heard such a talk about locking water.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and listened, wrapping the dumplings deftly with her fingers. The beautiful and delicate willow leaf-shaped dumplings were formed like that, and they were neatly stacked on the steaming grid lined with white cotton gauze.

"Ah? Your mother also said such a thing?" Wang Cuilian laughed.

In this way, at least seventy dumpling wrappers are needed, and there are still fifty!

The sky has darkened, and the chickens and ducks have already returned to their cages.

So Wang Cuilian plans to roll more, because Qing'er will send dumplings to her natal family later, and she can tell by the amount of filling.

"Auntie, you slowly roll out the dumpling wrappers, and I will start wrapping them now, so that dinner can be eaten sooner."

"By the way, pack the children's food first, they will be hungry when they come back later."

The two little grandsons together are only a dozen or so.

As for why the stuffing is fried, it is to let the flavor of the stuffing penetrate more. Otherwise, using raw stuffing to make dumplings, on the one hand, it will be difficult to cook, and on the other hand, the taste will always be uneven.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the situation in front of her and decided to give up helping the aunt make dumpling wrappers.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Should be staying in the county for one night, it's too hasty to go back on the same day."

Wang Cuilian seemed to have found a bosom friend, "Really? Ouch, I'm just like your uncle, and so is your uncle!"

Yang Ruoqing had already laughed once when she first heard Liu's dictation earlier, but when she said it from her own mouth this time, she just smiled lightly.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I don't need it now, it's mainly used to lock the moisture in the meat stuffing, and it will taste delicate later on."

Stir-fry the stuffing until it is about six or seven years old, because it is wrapped like a dumpling wrapper, and it has to be steamed in a pan, so it can definitely be cooked.

She put a freshly wrapped dumpling in its proper place, and said to Wang Cuilian, "Auntie, I found out that all old men are probably like this. My mother, she also complained to me about my father. "

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law work together in a division of labor, doing chores while working.

No matter from that angle, every dumpling is in a straight line, as if practicing.

When Yang Ruoqing fried the fillings and put them in two large bowls, Wang Cuilian had already rolled out more than 30 sheets, and now there are only more than 20 sheets missing.

Wang Cuilian said: "...he said that the quilt has no smell. I can't even refute him. He can't smell it himself."

Only Blacksmith Luo estimated that he would have to eat thirty dumplings, and he had less, twenty.

Wang Cuilian laughed out loud, as if there was a picture in front of her eyes, and a sound in her ears.

However, she only rolled out [-] dumpling wrappers, and even if you don't count the dumplings that will be sent to the next door later, there is not enough food for the six people in the family.

"The old man who smokes and drinks is really heavy. He has to be urged every day before he washes his feet and goes to bed. If he urges too much, he still hates me for being long-winded. Hey..."

In fact, the fourth aunt also complained a lot about the fourth uncle sleeping at night. For example, the fourth aunt hated the fourth uncle snoring with his face facing her.

Qing'er doesn't eat much at night, about ten.

"My fourth aunt said that my fourth uncle was the same, saying that my fourth uncle snored at night, with his mouth open, like thunder."

"Okay, okay, I don't need your help here, you do it first." Wang Cuilian said.

Anyway, every housewife has her own way, and there is no such thing as who is good and who is not.

"Auntie, I'm going to start frying the stuffing." Yang Ruoqing said again.

"Ok!"

What you recognize and what your family loves the most is the best.

If I had come back today, my fourth aunt would have come over to talk a long time ago.

"Father Jin Chuan, wouldn't you make things difficult for your fourth uncle and aunt? I heard that this man didn't take responsibility for what happened to him before." Wang Cuilian said again.

Yang Ruoqing understood what Wang Cuilian meant, because there were many similar people in Changping Village and the next-door village.

When a girl is born, she favors boys over girls, dislikes girl movies, beats and scolds, and is often hungry. She doesn't look like a serious father at all.

In the end, when the girl gets married, be good, and wish to sell the girl with the man's side!