Chapter 856

Aunt Zhou had to take a small bite. It was really different from the steamed bread she baked. It was delicious. No wonder that people in the town liked snacks so much. Not to mention children, even at her age, she was a little superior.

When Ming is free, she asks Liu Liang how to do this. When she comes back, she will also make some at home, so that she can eat whenever she wants.

Aunt Zhou came early the next morning and helped Liu Liang sweep the yard. Now the snow is too heavy. After a while, a thin layer of snow fell on the yard. If she didn't sweep it several times, it would be thick.

But when she came in, she found that there seemed to be nothing for her here, and the yard was swept. Now there are only some fine snowflakes falling on the ground, almost all of which are falling and melting. I don't know how Liu Liang sweeps the snow and how the snow in her house falls so slowly.

Of course, she didn't know. Liu Liang sprinkled some salt in the yard, so the snow melted immediately. In addition, she swept diligently, so there was almost no snow in the yard most of the time. Even if there was snow, she went out for too long, such as treating those people and delaying some time on the road.

As soon as aunt Zhou entered the house, she saw what Liu Liang was writing on the table. The house was clean and almost free of dust.

What a nice girl.

Diligent, clean, capable and good natured.

In fact, aunt Zhou really wants to be a matchmaker for Liu Liang. After all, Liu Liang likes it very much. She knows that Liu Liang can't stay in the village all her life. Besides, no one in the village can match others, not to mention the appearance. No one can match as a doctor. Such a person should live in a big city, not in a mountain ditch like them, Even if you enter a city, you can only go once a month. If it snows like this for several months, don't think of a village for a few months. In such a large place, you just live in them, frogs at the bottom of the well. You don't know what the outside world has become.

People in the village want to run outside, just like his son and daughter-in-law. They don't come back. It's easy to earn money outside. Only when they earn money can they give them a living guarantee. Otherwise, they can only be like many people in the village.

I spent my whole life in this gully, planing these acres of food, and I lived a miserable life.

The reason why she didn't say anything was that she knew that Liu Liang would leave their village sooner or later. They were never from the same world, so they couldn't force it at all.

"Auntie, you're here."

When Liu Liang heard the sound of the door outside, she had put away all the things in the house. She had always been very careful here. Some things that shouldn't appear were taken with you, and she also formed the habit of putting them away after use.

In this room, it can be said that what people can't see is the electric heating and a moisturizing cup. She is also used to collecting them at any time. When she gets to the house at the door, it takes some time to go, which is enough for her to put away her things.

So when Aunt Zhou came into the house, there was nothing special here. Of course, there was nothing strange.

It's just incomprehensible. Liu Liang is always warmer here than outside, but no one will think more. At most, she thinks that it's the Huang family's hot Kang that is good for the first time. After all, when the Huang family set up the hot Kang, they spent a lot of money. If it's not hot, the Huang family's efforts will not be in vain.

Aunt Zhou also spent money on the Huang family's hot Kang, so it would have such a good effect. When the snow stopped and they could enter the city, she must ask the Huang family how they made the hot Kang. At that time, she will also put two in her home. If it is so warm in winter, it will be much easier to spend the winter in the future, It's so warm every day. No matter how heavy the snow falls outside, the family doesn't have to suffer any more.

Aunt Zhou rubbed her dry hands, and then couldn't help looking at the hands on Liu Liang's table. This city man is a city man. Look at those hands. They are beautiful and white, just like the snow outside.

"Girl Liu, those fried rice balls you made are very delicious. Your uncle and Xiaoying like them."

Aunt Zhou thought of the old man's broken face and couldn't help laughing.

"Why don't you tell your aunt how those fried rice balls are made?"

Liu Liang was stunned.

It's not made, it's bought, but she can't really say that she bought it. She taught aunt Zhou a way to make rice dumplings. The rice dumplings made by this way may not be as delicious as they were bought, but they're definitely not bad. It's a little Fermi, oil and oil. The most important thing is oil. Aunt Zhou is an economical person. She needs so much oil to fry rice dumplings, It seems a little difficult.

Aunt Zhou remembered step by step, but she still felt that she owed something. Liu Liang wrote all the methods on a piece of paper, and each step was written very clearly.

Aunt Zhou is illiterate, but Zhou Ying knows words. Guoba is not difficult to make. Aunt Zhou has been cooking for decades, so it should not be difficult for her.

Aunt Zhou left happily with the piece of paper. She also went back to make pot for the old man at home and her granddaughter.

She kept those steps in mind. When she went back, she asked her granddaughter to read them to her again, so that she wouldn't make mistakes.

But aunt Zhou was always a straightforward person. She did what she said and would never procrastinate. She was even more afraid. If she waited any longer, she might have forgotten.

So after I went back, I started cooking with Zhou Ying. There was no problem with what I did in front. I followed the steps, just the oil. It really made Liu Liang right.

Aunt Zhou was reluctant to put the oil, but looking at her granddaughter's eager face and bright eyes, she finally ruthlessly poured half of the pot of oil. After the oil was poured into the pot, her heart really hurt. Fortunately, the oil was not poured in the end and could not be used for cooking.

From time to time, there is a Zizi oil sound in the kitchen. When the pot is fried, the color of golden yellow smells very fragrant.

So this should be a success.

Zhou Ying couldn't help but pinch a piece and put it in her mouth. It was the pot just pulled out of the pot. It almost didn't burn Zhou Ying's mouth, but even so, Zhou Ying still couldn't bear to lose it. For her, delicious food is much more important than soup mouth.