Chapter 9： I'm still here

Chapter 9 I’m still here

An Zhiqiu brought back three things, an ordinary desk, a dressing table with a large mercury mirror, and a small kang table with a shelf.

An Zhixia looked at herself in the mirror with Mi Tai clearly printed on her face, and sighed. The frostbite would not heal in ten days and a half. She gathered some scattered items in three drawers and two cabinets, brought her brother's cotton-padded clothes to him to try on, and continued to lie on the kang to make her own cotton-padded clothes.

Not long after, An Zhiqiu put on his new cotton-padded coat and twirled it around twice with a grin through the window, "It fits perfectly. It's very soft and warm. My whole body feels warm!"

An Zhixia's eyebrows were twisted, "You go hunting tomorrow and wear old clothes outside. It's already cold in the mountains, and you have to spend the night. You can put on a new coat and trousers when my brother comes back."

He nodded repeatedly, touched the clothes on his body curiously, and whispered with moist eyes: "This is the first time I wear new clothes since my mother left. Sister, thank you."

An Zhixia was stunned for a moment, and her eyes became sore. From this era, she seemed to not care about anything and adapted well. That was because the young people in front of her gave her enough strength and security.

She had forgotten that he was just an eighteen-year-old boy whose mother died young and who protected his sister like a wolf cub.

“Brother, I will make you eight sets of clothes every year from now on, two sets for spring and autumn, two sets for winter, and four sets for summer!” She couldn’t help but coax him.

An Zhiqiu rubbed her protruding little head, "Brother is a man, one set of clothes is enough. You can make more for yourself. Don't worry, brother will work hard and earn money to support you."

Winter days are short, and by the time she finished cooking, it was already dark outside. Liu Yiyue and Qi Yunlan were busy making dinner in the kitchen, and also made the men's three-day rations.

Applied antifreeze cream on herself again, she also went to the kitchen.

Liu Yiyue was afraid that the two of them would quarrel again, so she hurriedly said: "My pot of steamed buns will be ready soon. I will bake some pancakes for them tomorrow morning." He also told them in detail about the winter hunting.

The mountains are dry and windy, so men are not allowed to light fires unless absolutely necessary.

The winter hunting activity in Hetang Village has been going on for hundreds of years. People have found a way to live in caves at night and light bonfires, firstly to protect themselves from wild beasts, and secondly to keep warm by boiling water and eating hot food. During the day, they soaked the grain in cold water at most, and the conditions were quite difficult. What man could carry three days in the mountains without losing three to five kilograms of meat?

Eat meat?

Except for a man who doesn’t care about his family, who doesn’t want to save money for his parents, wife and children?

“The breaded buns and pancakes melt easily, and they will be delicious when grilled on branches at night.”

Qi Yunlan made stir-fried meat sauce, and the smell spread far away, attracting all the men in the room. It turned out that this year was a good one.

“I also made yeast pancakes, cut a slit in the middle, and wrapped them tightly in a plastic bag to prevent them from hardening. Then I added meat sauce and green onions, and the taste should be fine.

I also made oil-dried noodles, which can be eaten after boiling water until soft and soft at night.

There are also steamed buns, radish balls, and steamed cakes. "

“My mouth is watering just talking about it, let’s try it while it’s hot?” Nie Yichang said and was about to reach out to take it.

“That’s not possible,” Qi Yunlan knocked the spoon rudely, “You three grown men have big appetites, and I haven’t done much. How can you stop me from trying it?”

"Why are you so anxious? Can you stop stuttering?" Hang Xianglei kicked him with a smile.

Qi Yunlan chuckled: "You'd better bring some brown sugar, milk powder, and malted milk. Don't think that only women and children need to drink. There is no room for carelessness in the mountains. These are the fastest things to replenish energy."

Several people responded one after another.

The preparations were complete, Liu Yiyue's face didn't look good, but Fei Zheng took out half a pack of brown sugar, two pounds of fried noodles and five eggs, "Sister Yiyue, give these to them. You usually take good care of me." Many."

"Okay, when they divide the things, I'll give them to you." Liu Yiyue took it readily.

An Zhixia was busy making dough, mixing meat fillings, and used almost all the pots and bowls. The extravagant formation was even worse than Qi Yunlan's.

Chen Sike opened his mouth, looked at her expressionless face, and muttered in a low voice: "Some people are so obsessed with saving face that they swollen their faces to look fat and imitate others without even looking at how much they weigh."

Fei Zheng blushed, but An Zhixia swung the spoon, frightened Chen Sike and took half a step back. When he saw several men standing behind him, he shouted confidently: "What's wrong, who are you trying to shame everyone?" Everyone is watching."

“Oh, do we only have eyes and no ears?” An Zhiqiu sneered with a cold face: “My sister is not a troublemaker, but she will never be bullied. I am still here with her brother!

I am not particular about not hitting women. I will see who will stand up for you when the time comes. "

Chen Sike's face turned blue and white. Seeing that no one spoke for him, he covered his face and ran away crying.

"Okay, the little girls are noisy, why do you, a grown man, get involved in this?" Nie Yichang put his arm around An Zhiqiu's shoulders like a peacemaker and said with a smile, "Look what delicious food our girl has made. , go back and get a can of malted milk from my room."

"Whoever's sister feels sorry for you," An Zhiqiu clapped his hand and directly told his sister: "Xia'er, did you hear that? Make more, earn a can of malted milk for one meal, and pass this village This store no longer exists.”

An Zhixia raised her eyebrows in response and continued to prepare the ingredients.

After Liu Yiyue vacated the stove, she got busy. She brushed a layer of oil on the iron pot, put a ring of meat patties on it, and fried mushroom and diced pork sauce in the middle. The stove is burning brightly, and the pancakes cook quickly. It only takes three to five minutes, and after two minutes of holding them with tongs, the aroma of the meat will burst out.

There was a can of malted milk pressed down. Nie Yichang directly picked up two of them and handed one to Hang Xianglei. He didn't bother to heat it and bit into it with a hiss. "Well, the filling is so delicious and the skin is chewy!"

Hang Xianglei also ate with big mouthfuls, nodded and praised without hesitation: "The food in the north tastes so exciting!" Unlike in the south, the taste is either light or sweet and spicy. Men should eat meat and drink wine.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Nie Yichang winking, and couldn't help but kicked him again, "You can't sit still when you have something to eat, right?"

I also stuffed one for my brother. After An Zhixia put on a dozen meat patties, she reluctantly adjusted the firewood in the stove to cook the multi-grain pancakes in the big iron pot. Pancakes are also a famous food in the north. They are resistant to hunger, easy to store, and can be eaten in various ways, so they are very popular among people.

The pancakes are thin and can be cooked by turning the pancake upside down and making it right. It is quite good at intimidating these young men from the south.

Qi Yunlan's face did not look ugly at all. Instead, she asked Nie Yichang like a normal person: "Have you participated in the winter hunting two or three times? Who is going?"

(End of this chapter)