Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

He said excitedly as he walked.

"That's great. Aunt Xiuxiu's cooking is delicious! I'll have a big bowl later!"

Hearing Cheng Yao praise herself, Xiu Xiu puffed up her chest confidently.

When it comes to cooking, she is quite confident.

Today at noon, I must show off my special skills.

Xiu Xiu originally liked A Yao's temperament and found her lively and righteous.

After what they had just said, the relationship between the two became even better.

Xiuxiu regarded Cheng Yao as her sister from the bottom of her heart.

When she came to the kitchen, Xiu Xiu tied up her apron and quickly started preparing food.

Cheng Yao sat in front of the stove nearby, responsible for adding firewood to ensure the fire was strong.

Xiuxiu stood in the kitchen where smoke was rising, the kitchen knife in her hand flashing coldly in the sun.

She will first remove the bacon hanging from the rafters, rinse it with clean water, and then skillfully cut it into thin slices.

Aunt Xiuxiu was not idle during this process. She was cutting bacon and chatting with Cheng Yao.

"By the way, Ayao, didn't I mention it to you when I was at the riverside?"

"A lot of things happened while you were away from the village."

"Especially your original family, it's a complete mess!"

Cheng Yao was busy stuffing firewood into the stove.

Hearing Aunt Xiuxiu speak, she quickly broke off the dry branches in her hands and put them inside.

After closing the small door under the stove and confirming the intensity of the flame through the hole, he asked seriously.

"What happened? Aunt Xiuxiu, please tell me!"

When chatting about gossip, the important thing is to sing and harmonize one by one.

If only one person talks excitedly while the other person listens listlessly, the effect will definitely be bad.

But if the other party also sings and harmonizes, then the fun of the matter will be taken to another level.

Cheng Yao naturally knew the strange attributes of that big family, but she was a little curious as to how far they could go.

Aunt Xiuxiu is usually a person who doesn't care about other people's business. To make her so excited, it must be no small matter.

The iron pot was hot enough at this moment. Aunt Xiuxiu poured the sliced ​​bacon into the pot, and it made a sizzling sound instantly.

The bacon is flipping in the pot, and the oil droplets are jumping as the heat rises.

The fragrance gradually spreads, making people's index fingers itch.

Aunt Xiuxiu skillfully stir-fries with a shovel so that every piece of bacon is evenly heated.

"Oh, there are so many things, it's so messy, I'll think about where to start."

"Forget it, after this dish is finished cooking, I will tell you all about it."

During the frying process, Xiu Xiu also took out some minced garlic and chili peppers from the spice jar nearby and sprinkled them evenly on the bacon.

After adding seasonings, the aroma of bacon is further stimulated.

For a moment, the whole kitchen and even the whole yard were filled with the aroma of meat.

Even the passers-by outside couldn't help but mutter a few words.

"Whose family is cooking? It's so delicious!"

"I guess someone has a guest here, otherwise such good food might not be served on weekdays."

"Who is it? What a treat!"

……

As someone who has a good taste, Cheng Yao is enjoying the freshly baked dishes at this moment.

"Wow! It's so delicious!"

“This bacon is perfectly marinated and smoked!”

Cheng Yao gave a thumbs up while chewing.

"The chewiness is just right, and you can feel the texture and aroma of the meat in every bite." "The unique salty aroma of bacon blends perfectly with the flavors of various ingredients, and the texture is amazing!"

Seeing her eating so satisfactorily, Xiu Xiu was also very happy.

"You can eat it if you like. I'll just fry some vegetables and we can start dinner."

"Oh, we may have to finish the meal before we can talk. Zi Ming is here, so it's a bit hard to say."

"After dinner, we both ate melon seeds and chatted."

Cheng Yao returned the look and indicated that it was okay.

After Xiuxiu placed the bacon in the center of the table, she turned to stir-fry vegetables.

She first put the washed vegetables on a huge cutting board and tapped them gently with the back of a knife.

Cheng Yao walked to Xiu Xiu's side and asked with some confusion.

"Aunt Xiuxiu, why are you still knocking this green vegetable?"

"Isn't it usually just a matter of cutting it into sections and then frying it?"

Xiuxiu explained to Cheng Yao while busy with the movements on her hands.

"It's okay, it just makes the vegetables more tender and delicious."

"If I have to tell you why, I don't know how."

Cheng Yao didn't have to break the casserole to get to the bottom of it, so she didn't dwell on the issue.

After the oil is hot, Xiu Xiu gently puts the green vegetables into the pot.

When the moisture on the vegetables comes into contact with the boiling hot oil, white steam rises from the pot.

Xiu Xiu stir-fried the green vegetables quickly so that every branch and leaf could be heated evenly.

After a while, when the vegetables turn tender green, it's time to add seasonings.

Xiuxiu skillfully opened the salt shaker, scooped out an appropriate amount of salt with a spoon, and sprinkled it evenly on the vegetables.

Green vegetables are all about the crispy flavor and don't need to add too much seasoning.

Finally, Xiuxiu put the fried vegetables on the plate. The whole process was smooth and orderly, without any panic.

It can be seen that Xiuxiu has done this kind of thing thousands of times.

Cheng Yao looked at the plate of green vegetables, and then at Zi Ming who was playing in the yard.

I felt a little helpless. Aunt Xiuxiu's husband was a salesman and he worked early and late every day.

In ordinary life, the roles of husband and father are missing.

I think Aunt Xiuxiu must have had many sad times running such a household by herself.

No matter what Cheng Yao couldn't say, the salesman was running around for a living.

Within the scope of what he can do, he has done his best.

Aunt Xiuxiu looks forward to him returning home early every day, and Ziming also looks forward to his father playing with him.

Cheng Yao had also heard Aunt Xiuxiu mention the salesman several times and knew that he was a kind and generous person.

In this vast world, life is not easy for everyone.

"Ayao, come on! It's time to eat!"

While Cheng Yao was stunned, Xiu Xiu fried another plate of eggs.

"Ziming——"

"Stop playing, come in and eat, lunch is delicious!"

Hearing Aniang calling him, Ziming obediently put down the takraw ball in his hand and ran into the house.

"coming!"

The three of them sat down at the dining table. The faint smoke blurred their faces, but the smiles on their lips were obvious.

"eat first!"

Xiu Xiu put a piece of bacon into each of Cheng Yao's and Zi Ming's bowls, and then added a piece to her own bowl.

The bacon was served with rice. There was no sound of talking in the room for a while, only the slight clinking sound of bowls and chopsticks.