Chapter 269 269. Sesame leaf noodles
As night falls, smoke gradually begins to burn in the village.
In this slow-paced old village, the middle-aged and elderly people who stayed behind are still familiar with the slow pace of the past. The younger ones still use gas stoves, while the older ones still use earth stoves.
Therefore, every time it’s meal time, fireworks are going off in every house, and along with the dark night with orchid, it makes the whole person feel peaceful from inside to outside.
But...the quiet people obviously did not include Song Sancheng.
Today he took Qiao Qiao to plow a long piece of land. He watched the child conscientiously plant the corn and sorghum according to his own ideas, and then came back with the hoe.
During this period, I also made a special trip home to see my old house.
This house has been with him for 20 years, a full 20 years!
The white paint on the wall was repainted six years ago. Two pieces of the asbestos tiles overhead were blown off by strong winds three years ago and then temporarily replaced. The dining room kitchen on the left was slowly repositioned and re-expanded.
The utility shed was previously stacked with his various tools and fishing rods.
And now…
He put the towel into the water in the yard, twisted it, and then wiped the sweat from his body:
“Building a house now is a big deal!”
There was surprise and expectation in his loud voice: "It's only taken a long time, but the house has been dried to pieces, and all the bricks and cement blocks have been piled aside with the shovel of the forklift."
“The cement layer on the ground is also crumbled, and the soil underneath can be seen.”
"When I came back, they hadn't finished their work yet. They were spreading lime lines and said they would dig foundations and trenches according to this tomorrow - amazing, amazing! The foundation can be laid in one day tomorrow! It's so fast!"
Ulan is also full of expectations.
Everyone has seen the design drawings provided by Zhao Fangyuan, as well as the 3D renderings. But rural people believe that seeing is believing. No matter how good your drawings are, no one can tell what the finished product will look like.
But now, seeing the current progress of the project, the couple is sincerely looking forward to the presentation of the renderings.
“You said that if this is completed, wouldn’t we be the first villa in the village? It would also be a big villa!
“What do you know?”
Song Sancheng spoke eloquently: "This is called a Chinese garden!"
"What kind of garden? There are small bridges and flowing water in the garden. This is good. At most, there is a big pond next to the yard. How about raising a few more fish and raising mosquitoes in the summer!"
Song Youde was not happy to see his son behave like this.
Wang Lifen, on the other hand, was a little embarrassed to say: "Shouldn't our yard be renovated by then? How about renovating it? Don't do anything fancy, I can't handle it."
The age of their house was probably older than that of Song Sancheng. Song Tan had already asked Zhao Fangyuan to come up with a plan, and now he made a direct decision:
“Grandma, don’t worry, I’ll get it right for you!”
Wang Lifen laughed: "I want you to worry about me. Why should my granddaughter be capable? You can't just pay for it."
“It’s your father and uncle’s job to build a house for us. We, the old couple, also have some savings.”
“I’m thinking, if we and I spend 40,000 yuan each, and the two brothers can chip in, we can just renovate the house.”
“That’s the truth.”
At this time, Song Youde, who loves to show off, also agrees.
It is my granddaughter’s filial piety to buy her a small electric car. But he has to ask his granddaughter to pay for building a house, so what's the use of raising these two big boys?
What’s more, they live as a couple, so what kind of garden do they need? Just build a bright main room, change the layout of the bedrooms, and install a toilet - as I get older, squatting down to go to the toilet is a bit difficult.
There is also a bathroom, which should be kept warm.
Reinstall the window glass—the glass today is still old mahogany painted glass with small grids. It is dim and dark. It has been patched again and again, and it is not bright.
The adobe house next to it needs to be knocked down and a new small warehouse built.
Although the eldest son often complains about poverty, he has so much wealth in the urban area that Song Youde is not a fool.
Let’s not say too much, tens of thousands of dollars will do the trick, right? He had not expected anything from his children for so many years. At the end of the day, he just wanted to live in a comfortable house.
The younger son has raised a good daughter. He didn’t dare to say anything in the future, but now he sees that the child’s life is getting better, so he makes up his mind——
Speaking of which, he still took advantage of Tan Tan.
—The wages of this engineering team are quite high!
Song Youde has actually discussed with Wang Lifen that after a hundred years, the three children will share the money equally, and the old house will be given to Tantan and Qiaoqiao.
Give it to Tantan because they know how good the child is.
Give it to Qiaoqiao because they feel sorry for their child.
For Song Youde, who wanted to distribute all the family property to his eldest son and grandson according to the rules, this was the biggest breakthrough he had ever made.
As for the brothers... they should get their fair share of building a house for their parents!
The two of them do not work or contribute, and their family will receive eight thousand yuan each. In the next few years, they will not need their filial piety money.
The couple had land and hands, and they had nothing to eat.
As for furniture and appliances - oh, Song Youde himself can do some simple carpentry skills. Among other things, he can do beds, tables, chairs and benches!
As for electrical appliances, install an air conditioner, and you can still watch the old TV, that’s fine.
Song Tan didn’t stop him either.
The rules in the village are like this. When a son is divided into a family property, he must be filial.
She thought about it for a while, but didn’t say that she would arrange the furniture and electrical appliances herself - she would definitely not be approved if she did.
Let's do it anyway, and she will plan ahead when the time comes.
We got together later and after discussing all the family matters, the seventh cousin began to pour oil into the pot, poured a large bowl of chopped green onion into it and stir-fried it. When it was browned and fragrant, he added a bowl of flour!
The whole pan was filled with yellow and sticky green onions, and then it was served.
The chopped green onions come from the vegetable field. The overbearing and fragrant aroma came to the nostrils at this moment, and everyone swallowed subconsciously——
In other words, it smells so good, why isn’t it worth twenty?
Fortunately, the enticing smell did not dissipate for long. Soon, the pot was washed once and oil was poured in again, then minced **** and garlic cloves were added, and stir-fried again.
Grandma Qi poured in the blanched black and green sesame leaves. Cousin Qi quickly threw in a handful of bean sprouts.
Thinking about it, after all, they are all a group of people who work hard, and those who just eat vegetarian food will not be hungry.
So he put the diced pork belly that had been fried in a large bowl on the side and was browned and crispy, and started frying it.
When everyone was so fragrant that they could hardly sit still, he added a few ladles of water and threw in a lot of freshly rolled noodles.
He heated up the oil in another pan and began to fry the eggs with a crackle. Then he fried the peanuts and pounded them into half-broken particles in a bowl.
Several pots are moving at the same time, but the seventh cousin's expression is still unhurried and his hands are busy but not chaotic. The style of a chef is really obvious.
Qiaoqiao was working on the side, already breaking out in a hot sweat.
When the noodles in the pot started to become sticky, the seventh cousin mixed in the green onion paste that had been stir-fried with hot oil and flour.
A large bowl of sesame leaf paste noodles, sprinkle some crushed peanuts on top, add some fragrant chili oil, and add a brown and fragrant egg at the end...
Dinner is ready!
Sesame leaf noodles! ! I really want to eat it...
Every household in our village now squats (I like the rigid rule hahaha!), and running water has been available for a few years. Although the mountain villages are poor, they are also developing where they should be.
Good night darlings.
(End of this chapter)