Chapter 91： fried sugar cake

Zhong Jianguo raised his head and glanced at his five sons: "Little tiger? It's a little tiger now, what will they be when they are fourteen or fifteen years old?"

"The big tiger." Sanwa said, "Mother, I am the big tiger."

Song Zhaodi frowned when she saw the carob seeds on his cheeks, "Yes, yes, you are the big tiger in our family. The big tiger, you have eaten your face."

Sanwa put down her chopsticks and looked for a towel, stood up and stopped: "Leave me some scrambled eggs with beans."

"I'll help you watch." Song Zhaodi waved her hand, "If my brother finishes eating, I'll make it for you."

Sanwa grinned and ran out to find a towel to wipe her face.

Song Zhaodi saw that several children were eating scrambled eggs with beans and no one had scrambled eggs with cucumbers, so she wondered, "Is this not delicious?"

"It's not as delicious as scrambled eggs with beans." Dawa commented, "Mother, let's make this tomorrow morning."

There are eggs, duck eggs and goose eggs at home, and there is no shortage of them. Song Zhaodi said without thinking, "If you like it, I will cook it for you every day."

"Tell Zili and Dawa to do it." Zhong Jianguo said, "You are afraid that they will cut hands, so go to the hospital to buy some gauze and iodophor to prepare. Be careful when you cut vegetables, Cutting is a little tricky, and if you get infected, your fingers will have to be sawed off.”

Reborn glanced at Zhong Jianguo: "Dad, don't you scare us? We are not children."

"The weather is hot and it's easy to get infected. Captain Zhong didn't scare you this time." Song Zhaodi said, "You guys like to run out to play, and the wounds are opened and opened, and if they can't be healed, they will be given injections. Take medicine and do surgery.”

Dawa hurriedly asked: "So serious?"

"Of course." The level of medical care and the medical environment are incomparable to those of a hundred years later. Song Zhaodi is most afraid of children getting sick and injured. "Otherwise, I would have agreed with you to cut and cook vegetables."

Zi Li and Da Wa saw their parents very seriously, not like teasing them, the brothers looked at each other. The big baby said, "Mother, I must be very careful. I don't talk or think about when I cut vegetables. I promise not to cut my hands."

Song Zhaodi: "Okay, I'll let you cook at noon tomorrow, and I'll give you pointers."

"Really?" The baby was overjoyed, "I want to do more."

Song Zhaodi said: "This month will be over in two more days. It doesn't matter if you run out of oil."

"Can I fry the leaves again?" asked.

Song Zhaodi thought about it: "If you can save ten pounds of oil, I'll make you a spreader."

"What is Sazi?" Zhong Dawa asked curiously.

Song Zhaodi: "It's as delicious as burnt leaves."

"Then let's save some food and save the gas bills for next month and next month." Zhong Dawa said, turning to her brothers and sisters, "Do you agree?"

The four nodded in unison.

On September 1st, Song Zhaodi went to buy another five catties of fat pigs, boiled a small pot of lard, and added the oil left over from frying the leaves. Song Zhaodi estimated that it could be used by the end of September, so she put Gas tickets put away.

In mid-October, when the family ran out of lard, Song Zhaodi took ten catties of oil tickets and bought a barrel of oil at a time.

October 17th, weekend, morning, Song Zhaodi made a pot of noodles. When her face started to rise, Song Zhaodi asked Sister-in-law Duan to help her fry the sauce.

In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the purchase restriction was not yet started. During the Spring Festival, my sister-in-law would make some sprinkles and coke leaves to entertain guests. I haven't done it for so many years. When I heard Sazi, Sister Duan thought she had heard it wrong.

"Do it." Song Zhaodi said, "I only ate saffron once when I grew up, and the eldest baby, the second baby, and the third baby have never heard of it. When I think of the three of them even celebrating the New Year's Day before. At that time, I didn't know about the must-haves for every household, and I was panicked in my heart."

Sister Duan: "Then let's do it." After a pause, "I will do it."

"I'll help you." Song Zhaodi took out her face, "I see that you haven't been out these days, Liu Ping's child is brought by her mother-in-law?"

Sister-in-law Duan nodded: "The eldest grandson of the Jin family, I want to help take care of it, but others are not at ease."

"When Liu Ping was not born, Jianguo said that it might be a son." Song Zhaodi laughed, "I didn't expect it to be true."

Sister-in-law Duan wanted to go to the past, and smiled, "It's fortunate that he is a son.

"What's wrong?" Song Zhaodi asked hurriedly.

Sister Duan said while kneading the noodles: "I told you before that Liu Ping is ignorant, and I am used to her father. I see that several elderly people in the Jin family treat Liu Ping's son As eyeballs, it's like seeing the old Liu before.

"I wanted to say that I can't pet children. When the words came to my mouth, I thought that people might not listen to me, so I held back. Xiao Song, you said that I saw Liu Ping when I looked back. Don't mention a word?"

"Will your daughter listen?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Sister Duan's face changed slightly: "I won't listen."

"So, pretend you don't know." Song Zhaodi said, "My children and grandchildren will have their own children and grandchildren, it's useless if you think about it. Besides, their surname is Jin, not Liu. You are too lenient. , people thought you were thinking about the only seedling of their Lao Jin family."

Sister Duan sighed: "I can't help it. Forget it, forget it, don't say it, I will try my best to bear it. By the way, Xiao Song, who will set the fire later? The two of us no."

Song Zhaodi pointed upstairs: "I know I'm a sack today, I didn't go out, I'm waiting upstairs."

"These children in your family are very interesting." Sister Duan said, "Give me something delicious, they are better than cats."

When it came to eating, Song Zhaodi couldn't help sighing: "The main thing is that there is not much to eat. If it is the same as before, you can buy delicious food with money, I have to find an iron cabinet to store the money. Lock it up. No one touches the money in a cardboard box like now."

"Your children are obedient, even if the streets are full of restaurants, they will not steal money to buy delicious food." Sister Duan finished speaking, heard footsteps, and looked out, " It's good to be self-reliant, let's make a fire. It'll blow up later."

Self-reliant curious: "Like fried leaves?"

"No, it's similar to fried dough sticks." Song Zhaodi said, "Have you ever eaten dough sticks by yourself?"

Zi Lizi carefully recalled: "I ate it when I was very young."

"Mom, I've never eaten it." The big baby leaned against the door frame and said.

Song Zhaodi smiled and said, "I can't do anything if I haven't eaten it, I won't do it."

"Grandma, can you?" Dawa asked Sister Duan.

Sister Duan shook her head: "I can fry sugar cakes, but not fritters."

"Mother..." Zhong Dawa looked at Song Zhaodi and said pitifully, "I have never eaten sugar cake."

Song Zhaodi: "You don't like white sugar, we don't have white sugar at home. I can't do it if I want to."

"My family has it." Sister Duan said, "My uncle Liu and I don't like to eat it either. The white sugar was bought by Liu Ping when he came over." In our kitchen cupboard."

Dawa looked at Song Zhaodi.

Song Zhaodi nodded: "Go."

The baby turned and ran.

Sister-in-law Duan suddenly couldn’t help crying and laughing, but she couldn’t help worrying: “If this child, Dawa, goes to serve in the army in the future and eats a big pot of rice every day, what will he lose weight.” After a pause, “Xiao Song , you have to correct his fault."

"Grandma, don't change." Zili said, "My dad said to run ten kilometers in the morning, give him noodles without salt and oil, and he can gobble it."

Sister Duan think for a moment: "You are right. Liu Wei used to be a bit picky eater. Since he joined the army, I heard from his father that not only was the picky eater cured, but also the laziness. already."

"Liu Wei has been gone for several years and has never come back?" Song Zhaodi said, "Is it so difficult to ask for a few days off?"

Sister Duan: "It's not difficult to ask for two days of leave. But we have to take a boat and transfer trains here, and it will take five days for Liu Wei to return on the same day. You, Uncle Liu, think it's nothing to worry about. I mean, I didn't tell Liu Wei to come back."

"It's very tiring." Song Zhaodi suddenly thought, "You can go to visit relatives."

Sister Duan froze for a moment: "Visit relatives?"

"That's right." Song Zhaodi said, "Come on tomorrow, you can also make some smears and bring them to Liu Wei. Anyway, you know how to take the car, and you don't need to bother others, and you don't need Uncle Liu to send you. ."

Sister-in-law Duan's eyes lit up: "Why didn't I think of it. Xiao Song, help me to be a **** tomorrow."

"We go to school tomorrow." Self-reliance said, "I can't help grandma make a fire."

The heat is very important when making the seeds. Sister-in-law Duan wanted to see her son early, but didn't want to go empty-handed, so she told Song Zhaodi that she would be a sage tomorrow night.

When he came back, Zhong Jianguo was carrying two sprinkles. He and Song Zhaodi didn't want it. Sister-in-law Duan said it was for the children, not for them. Seeing that she had said this, Song Zhaodi signaled to Zhong Jianguo to accept it.

October 20th, Wednesday morning, Mrs. Duan went to the wharf with her bag. In the evening, Song Zhaodi asked a few children to eat under the tree outside with Sazi.

Zhong Jianguo came back early, and when he got home, he happened to hear Song Zhaodi tell a few children that if someone asks about Sazi, they will say that it was given by Grandma Liu, not to mention her own.

Zhong Jianguo couldn't help reminding: "Mr. Xiao Song, if you do this again, everyone will hate you."

"Hate me?" Song Zhaodi said, "As long as your commander doesn't hate me, it will be."

Zhong Jianguo choked, took a look at self-reliance and rejuvenation: "You spread the seeds today, sugar cakes tomorrow, and stew a duck tomorrow. Our commander will only praise you for raising children."

"That's fine." Song Zhaodi said, "The commander is the biggest on this island. With him covering me, what are you worrying about." He patted Dawa's head, "I'll give it to you when I come back. Make spinach stir-fry."

Zhong Jianguo frowned: "How can spinach be fried with Sazi? Don't mess around."

Song Zhaodi smiled slightly: "You can choose not to eat. Children, go quickly. Mother is at home waiting for you to return in triumph."