Farming by blowing the lamp: the little girl of the fool's family

Chapter 314
After soaking the salted fish in clean water, Yang Jiayin began to wash rice and choose vegetables.

There were only two Chinese cabbages at home, so after much deliberation...she decided to steam a piece of salted fish, and then make a dish of fried cabbage with salted fish.

Taking advantage of the time between soaking the salted fish, Yang Jiayin was busy preparing the ingredients.

When I came back two days ago, I bought some ingredients such as dried chili, ginger and garlic in the town, so I will make salted fish now. Fortunately, I don’t lack these most basic ingredients.

Humming a little tune, Yang Jiayin slowly chopped ginger, garlic and dried chilies, cleaned the cabbage, and tore them into chunks with her hands. The salted fish was almost soaked.

There were two ladles of water in the pot, and she put a few bamboo slices in, and then covered the pot.

I took out a larger salted fish, cut a few slits with a knife, and stuffed in a few slices of ginger, so as to avoid the fishy smell from the steamed salted fish being too strong.

Then I found two big bowls, put rice and water in one, and put the freshly cut salted fish in the other.

Put the two bowls on the bamboo slices in the pot, go to the stove and start the fire.

After finishing the work here, it was completely dark, and Li Jinyang called it a day and went into the kitchen.

After lighting the candle, Yang Jiayin took out another salted fish, cut it into small pieces, and carefully removed the fish bones.

Li Jinyang stood by the stove, watched her movements curiously, and asked in surprise, "Yinyin, where did this fish come from?"

"Did you forget that last autumn, we caught a lot of fish in the river, and after selling some of them, we made the rest into salted fish, which were all pickled in wooden barrels."

Yang Jiayin looked up at him, and said with a smile, "If it hadn't just suddenly occurred to me, the two buckets of salted fish must have stinked, and neither of us would have remembered."

"However, fortunately, those people in the village don't know that we have hidden such a good thing in the kitchen, otherwise, I'm afraid it would have been emptied for us long ago."

Thinking of the greed and disgust of Mrs. Liang and others, Yang Jiayin clicked her tongue.

Li Jinyang nodded in agreement.

After Yang Jiayin said this, he suddenly realized what happened last year.

The people in the village were jealous that their family was getting better and better, so they followed them secretly, and found that after they were fishing in the river, they also imitated their fishing in the river.

The two were chatting and laughing in the kitchen, the time passed quickly.

After a while, the pot was boiling "gurgling".

After calculating the time, Yang Jiayin lifted the lid of the pot, only to see that the fish was already cooked, and the rice in the other bowl was ready to eat.

Smelling the smell of fish, Yang Jiayin stretched out her hand to carry the bowl in satisfaction...

"hiss."

It's hot.

Hearing her gasp, Li Jinyang hurriedly took her hand to look at it, put it on his lips and sucked it lightly, Yang Jiayin only felt a crisp and numb feeling coming from between her fingers, making her whole body As soon as his body softened, his mouth almost hummed, and he let out a sound.

Seeing Li Jinyang's gloomy gaze, she bit her lip in time, and swallowed back the groan.

"I am fine."

Yang Jiayin blushed, withdrew her hand, and then carefully brought out the two bowls, "Are you hungry?"

Li Jinyang shook his head, looking at Yang Jiayin's red fingertips with distress.

He was so distracted just now that he forgot to use his rough-skinned, thick-skinned hands to serve the bowl.

(End of this chapter)