chapter33
They walked for two hours on this mountain road and entered Liangtian Village.
Everyone was covered in mud, and the road at the entrance of the village was blocked by mud.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening.
The little fat man Xi Zheng was so tired that he was wheezing and panting, almost had to be dragged forward by Zong Zi and Tan Jinxue.
He was panting, "I, I must lose weight in the future, I can't hold you back..."
Zong Zi was also a little breathless, so he said in a low voice, "Shut up."
The two dragged the little fat man into the village.
Seeing the three half-lit small houses in the distance, almost everyone felt relieved.
Zong Zi and Xi Zheng experienced for the first time in their life what it means to "turn one's heart like an arrow".
The dim light in the squall and rain gave people a sense of warmth.
When everyone was exhausted and unable to take another step, Tan Jinxue was able to suddenly speed up her pace. He left the camera far behind, and in the lens was only the blurry but tall figure of the boy in the dim rain.
The cameraman Liu grinned, and only now has a solid understanding of the physical fitness of rural children.
"Axue?!"
Jiang Xiuhua, who was busy in the yard wearing a worn-out raincoat, narrowed her eyes, and it took a few seconds before she could see who it was.
"Mom, are you okay at home? The roof is alright? You put it down and I'll fix it." Tan Jinxue saw Jiang Xiuhua holding two stones in her hands, and hurried up to take them from her.
It was raining too much. Although a simple awning was built on top of the chicken coop, it was unavoidably soaked by the rain on the ground. Jiang Xiuhua came out to build the chicken coop in the rain because she watched the rain keep falling.
"Why are you back?! It's raining so much, hey!"
Jiang Xiuhua watched the young man raise the chicken coop swiftly, scolding and feeling distressed at the same time.
Tan Jinxue straightened her waist and smiled, the boy's smile was shining brightly even in the dark night.
"I miss you. I usually go home at this time."
Jiang Xiuhua asked: "What about the show? The people who make TV can let you come back?"
He walked over and opened the fence gate, "They also came home with me today. Zong Zi and Xi Zheng are also here."
The group of people behind just moved to the door.
Jiang Xiuhua hurriedly greeted: "Hurry up, hurry up, come into the house and warm up!"
Xi Zheng let out a cheer that seemed to be a little crying, and rushed to the warm main room first. It's not warm in the house, and it's a bit cold, but at least it's better than the wind and rain outside.
Cameraman Liu and another staff member also walked into the main room exhausted, and the water on the poncho almost flowed into a small river.
Jiang Xiuhua quickly turned around and walked towards the kitchen: "We still have some charcoal fire left for the winter, I'll go and burn it. Don't freeze the dolls."
The home is heated by earth, and it only burns in winter.
Tan Jinxue grabbed Jiang Xiuhua, "Mom, I'll just go, you can go into the house."
Jiang Xiuhua suffered from rheumatism all the year round, and after soaking in the rain for half a day, she must be hurting again.
Seeing that he was determined, Jiang Xiuhua gave some instructions helplessly, and then staggered to the auditorium to greet Liu and the others.
Tan Jinxue looked at Zong Zi who was still standing in the yard, "Why didn't you go in with them?"
Zong Zi was a little stubborn, "I'll follow you."
He said very little along the way, and now he looks like he doesn't intend to say a word.
The two went to the kitchen, Tan Jinxue turned on the stove, turned to Zong Zi and said, "Go scoop two bowls of noodles into the noodle bag."
Zong Zi was taken aback for a moment, then realized, and did as she said.
The bag of rice noodles placed behind the stove was tied with a small rope by Jiang Xiuhua, and only half of the bag of white noodles was left. Zong Zi hesitated for a moment, scooped up a bowl and a half.
Tan Jinxue came back with water and saw that there was obviously not enough flour in the small cooking pot, so she couldn't help laughing, "Student Zong Zi is now able to manage the house diligently and budget carefully."
Zong Zi snorted, "It's just the negative impact of a poor life on me." He sarcastically said.
Tan Jinxue turned a deaf ear to his cynicism, "Then let's make two noodles."
Zong Zi watched him scoop out another bowl of cornmeal from a bag.
Tan Jinxue glanced at him and asked, "If I don't do it, you do it?"
Zong Zi subconsciously took a step back and shook his head, "I only know how to cook rice with eggs."
Tan Jinxue was startled suddenly.
Zong Zi thought that he was disgusting himself again, and added, "But the egg fried rice I made is very, very delicious."
Emphasis on "delicious".
His family has always been cooked by orderly soldiers, so it is already amazing to be able to cook fried rice with eggs!
Tan Jinxue smiled slowly, and she said to Zong Zi: "Maybe someday I can taste your perfect egg fried rice?"
Zong Zi quickly concealed the smug expression on his face, and then revealed a glamorous and noble look: "Perhaps to celebrate the end of this boring program, you can have this honor."
Tan Jinxue ordered Zong Zi to help her.
The dough mixed with white flour and cornmeal was kneaded according to its tendons, and rolled into a thin layer. Tan Jinxue deftly used a knife to cut out strips of dough that were as thick as fingers.
The noodles are cooking in the pan.
A bunch of half-dried wild mushrooms hung on the wall. Tan Jinxue took a small half and chopped it with a sharp knife. There was no meat at home. A large piece of pigskin was put in the frying pan. The fire licked the bottom of the iron pan, and the pigskin Oil came out "squeaking".
Stir-fry the onion, **** and pepper in a large iron pot, add chopped mushrooms and stir-fry, add sugar and cooking wine, and a large spoonful of homemade meat sauce, which can be regarded as meaty.
Probably because the long journey consumed too much physical strength, Zong Zi felt that it was justifiable for him to covet the aroma of this very "low-end" food.
The aroma of mushrooms and sauce wafted out of the pot together with the steam of cooking noodles.
Zong Zi sniffed.
The mushroom stew was ready, and the noodles were already cooked. Tan Jinxue scooped the noodles into several bowls, put the stir-fried chopped mushrooms into a large enamel basin, and signaled Zong Zi to hold up the poncho, and share the meal with her. Send dinner to the main room.
A large pot of noodles was eaten up, and even the soup was eaten up.
It was windy and windy outside, it was wet and cold, and the room was warmed by the earth heater, and it was warm from the inside out after eating a bowl of smooth and chewy two-mixed noodles. The stewed mushrooms are salty and delicious, and every piece of minced meat in it can make people **** their chopsticks again.
Fatty Xi Zheng reluctantly drank the last sip of soup in his bowl, and when he looked at Tan Jinxue, his eyes sparkled: "Brother Xue, this is the best noodle I've ever eaten!"
Tan Jinxue smiled, "You are cold and hungry, so you think this noodle is delicious."
The cameraman next to him waved his hand, "To be honest, your skills are really good."
Tan Jinxue turned to look at Jiang Xiuhua, and the woman also pursed her lips and smiled.
Her family, Axue, seldom reveals this trick at home. Most of the time, the meals at home are just a bite to eat, there is nothing good, and it is not worth the trouble. Tan Jinxue is in a good mood when she cooks seriously.
After dinner, when Tan Jinxue took Zong Zi to wash the dishes, Xi Zheng took the initiative to chat with Jiang Xiuhua in the main room. He is heartless, cheerful and optimistic by nature, with a sweet mouth, which coaxes Jiang Xiuhua to smile happily, and keeps saying that the city doll is smart.
The cameraman Liu signaled another staff member to stay indoors to shoot, then he hugged the machine with a tarp and went out quietly.
kitchen.
After Zong Zi asked where the tools for washing the pot were, he poured water into the iron pot.
Tan Jinxue stopped him, "Wait a minute."
Zong Zi was a little impatient: "What's wrong?"
He was already exhausted, and it was a great honor to be able to help. Seeing that there were not enough noodles just now, he deliberately brought himself the smallest bowl, and now he is only half full. Talking about Jinxue and picking on him, Young Master Zong would immediately jump up and talk about her for three minutes.
Tan Jinxue took out a pancake from the basket at the back of the stove, put it into the pot, and took advantage of the little oil left over from the mushrooms at the bottom of the pan to fry the palm-sized pancake on both sides. Some cold and hard pancakes are golden on the skin.
Cut the pancake deeply with a knife, Tan Jinxue dug a small spoonful of meat sauce from the jar and spread it in, cut two thin slices from the bacon hanging on the wall, put them in the pancake, and handed it to Zong Azusa.
"Let's eat."
Zong Zi was taken aback.
Tan Jinxue poured water into the pot and began to wash the pot, "There's nothing delicious, this one is very hungry, it will save you a bad night."
Zong Zi took a bite of the pancake in his hand.
The outer skin is already crispy, because it is still a little bit crispy due to the high fire. Although there are only two thin slices of meat and a spoonful of meat sauce sandwiched inside, it is extremely salty and fragrant.
Although he was ashamed to praise him like the fat boy Xi Zheng, with eyes shining brightly, this was indeed the best thing Zong Zi had ever eaten.
[Ding—Actor Zong Zi's favorability degree: 80]
"That night you said you had something to tell me, and then fell asleep." Tan Jinxue said suddenly, "Tell me now."
Zong Zi choked suddenly.
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