Age: My Small World

Chapter 159 Killing Fish

Li Xiaohua used to only dislike Cheng Xiaoyu for being too thin and having difficulty giving birth. She thought everything else was very good.

But for an old mother who longs to have many grandchildren, this one clause is enough to drive people away.

But now Xiaoyuer, well, I couldn’t be more satisfied. I just hope the child won’t be hungry.

"Is it true?" The second sister's focus was different.

"Of course it's true. Second sister, you have to cook more rice later."

The job of cooking is usually given to Yang Yumei.

My mother was in charge of cooking, and Yang Jun was in charge of lighting the fire, so we divided the work.

Then he handed over some more dishes.

"This is what I brought back. Let's eat it together."

It contains fish, tofu, bean sprouts, sweet potato flour, and some seasonings, enough for the family to use for a while.

"Why are you buying vegetables again?" Mother took it and sounded helpless as always.

"I got my royalties, so my family has to celebrate."

"I was thinking of calling Aunt Ping and Uncle San as well, but now I think I'll give up."

It’s not common to eat meat at home, so let’s not cause trouble. Next time I have a chance, I’ll send something to Aunt Ping separately.

It’s a pity that malted milk is not popular yet, otherwise it would be a good thing to have some.

Yang Jun felt a little sad when he thought about it. He came at the wrong time. He couldn't eat White Rabbit milk or drink malted milk. He could only drink some royal jelly every day.

At noon, the Yang family prepared lunch in a big way.

In fact, it is also because the winter solstice has just passed. This is one of the most important festivals in the north. Every household has to make dumplings and eat them, and it is very lively.

Yang Jun was not here before, so the mother and daughter did not spend the night alone, waiting for him to come back.

For some families, the winter solstice is the most lively day of the year, perhaps even more so than the Chinese New Year.

"Brother Xiaoshan, I'm here."

Cheng Xiaoyu walked into the house holding a bowl and saw Li Xiaohua killing fish at a glance.

"Aunt Li, let me do it. I'm good at this job."

"Go inside first, girl, don't dirty your hands."

However, Cheng Xiaoyu had already put the bowl aside, took the knife directly from Li Xiaohua's hand, and began to kill the fish and scrape the scales.

The huge fish scales did not hurt her little hands, and the little girl had become very flexible from doing the work frequently.

She looks like a cute and delicate girl, but in fact she has no mercy on killing chickens and fish.

In everyone's perception, these are just food, without much pity or cuteness.

"You kid." The old lady shook her head, but couldn't help but smile at Cheng Xiaoyu.

After the fish was processed, Cheng Xiaoyu was shocked by its size.

"Aunt Li, did Brother Xiaoshan catch this fish? It's really big."

Li Xiaohua nodded: "Xiaoshan has always had good luck."

She didn't tell the little girl about Yang Jun's secret base or anything like that, she didn't gossip that would cost her money.

"Yeah, I also think Brother Xiaoshan is amazing."

The two of them took the fish into the house together.

The meal in the house was also cooked. It was a pot of sweet potato porridge, but with a little sweet potato and more rice, it looked more like rice porridge.

"Brother Xiaoshan, Sister Yumei."

"Xiao Yu'er, come and help me light the fire."

Yang Jun took the initiative to pull her over and sat with her next to him, just warming themselves by the fire.

It was snowing lightly outside. I came all the way here carrying the bowl, and my hands were a little frozen because I had just been processing fish outside.

I'm fine, but Yang Jun asked me to go sit by the fire.
After sitting down next to Yang Jun, Cheng Xiaoyu felt a little nervous and looked at her second sister and mother from time to time.

"What? You don't want to sit with me?" Yang Jun teased.

Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head: "I just wanted to help Aunt Li with some work or something."

Yang Jun smiled when he heard this. "Looking at you, you're born to be a good wife and mother. Most young wives who come to the house are unwilling to work."

"How could that be? They're all the same. Who would want to let their mother-in-law do the work at home?"

Cheng Xiaoyu obviously lacks some understanding of how to get along with mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and thinks everyone is as hardworking as her.

In fact, even now, there are still many lazy daughters-in-law who rely on their mother-in-law to do the work, and scold her son if the work is not done well.

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has always been one of the biggest points of conflict in the country. Many families have conflicts and breakups, and a considerable part of the reason is that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law do not get along well.

"Xiao Yu'er, you'll be at a disadvantage if you do this. No one should rush to do the work."

Yang Yumei is a little different.

She has a strong personality. If she gets married in the future, she will definitely take care of the household instead of being controlled by her mother-in-law or husband.

Therefore, Yang Jun is not optimistic about his second sister's future marriage life, unless his second brother-in-law is an honest man and it would be best if he does not have a mother-in-law.

Otherwise, if you meet someone with a conflicting personality, it is common to have a small quarrel every three days.

Cheng Xiaoyu disagreed with Yang Yumei's point of view, and had no intention of saying it directly, but she denied it in her heart.

She looked at Yang Jun, then at Li Xiaohua, with a hint of smile in her eyes: "Aunt Li is so kind."

"Hurry up and cook, don't let lunch turn into dinner later."

The sweet potato rice porridge is cooked in a clay pot and tastes quite good.

Of course, it would be better if it were rice instead.

Now we have to use casseroles to cook, so it’s quite difficult.

Yang Jun said last time that he wanted to make a pot, but he has to ask Master Jin about this.

The ingredients determine the dishes, so several people prepared to make a dish of fish cooked with bean sprouts, a dish of fish cooked with tofu, and a dish of fish cooked with cabbage.

The main reason is that the fish is too big and has too much meat.

Yang Jun asked us to finish the meat as soon as possible, so I made three fish dishes, otherwise I would only make one dish.

The bean sprouts are soybean sprouts, which Yang Jun specially planted. He only waters them with spiritual water occasionally to prevent them from growing too much accidentally.

The three were quite surprised by the appearance of tofu.

Li Xiaohua said, "Tsk tsk, I haven't tasted tofu in years. I remember the last time I ate it was ten years ago. There were many tofu vendors back then, and they even had tofu pudding. I even bought a bowl to try."

Yang Jun has become more and more skilled in making tofu, but he has never made tofu pudding. He thinks he can give it a try, but not now.

With the help of Cheng Xiaoyu, the dishes were cooked quickly and three dishes were served on the table.

Also, there was the plate of dumplings she brought.

"Baby, mommy will make dumplings for you tonight too."

Seeing this, Li Xiaohua directly booked the dinner type.

"Aunt Li, please try my mother's cooking."

"Sister Hongmei."

Everyone picked up one, and finally it was Yang Jun's turn, and she also picked one up.

"Brother Xiaoshan, you try it too."

"it is good."

Yang Jun ate it out of courtesy, closing his eyes and chewing.

After a while, his eyes suddenly opened.

"Xiao Yu'er, what did Aunt Ping use to make the filling?"

"Hehe, you've eaten Brother Xiaoshan out."

"Actually, what you are eating is not made by my mother, but by me." It turned out that she made the dumplings herself and specially selected them for Yang Jun to try.

"So what ingredients did you use? The taste is a bit strange, bitter, but not unpalatable, it's okay."

"It's a bitter herb. They say it can prevent some diseases, so I made some for you to try."

She added:
"By the way, only yours is different. Aunt Li and Sister Yumei's are really made by my mother."

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