Jiang Li left and disappeared from Hezitun after a meal.
As soon as she left, many educated youths felt that this should be the case, and they couldn't help but envy. How many people have been in Hezitun for several years, and the old educated youth even went to the countryside ten years ago.
And Jiang Li is the only educated youth who has returned to the city, which is so enviable.
She can go home, go home forever, and will not stay in the ravines to take root and sprout.
He Songbai was very surprised to know that the female educated youth in the brigade who often came to his house for dinner had returned to the city.
Jiang Li is one of the very few people in the team who can be mentioned together with Zhao Lanxiang, even more rich than Zhao Lanxiang! Although everyone is from the city, there are differences between people. Jiang Li and Zhao Lanxiang are both young and handsome female educated youths, and their families are well-off...
In addition, the two were still together later, and many people thought they were very good friends.
Jiang Li's departure actually affected He Songbai's sadness of parting. Of course he didn't want Jiang Li to leave, but he faced a cruel fact.
The subject will leave sooner or later! She won't stay here too long.
He was scooping water into the big water tank, and was so silent that even his work stopped.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "What are you dawdling at?"
"I'm still waiting for you to scoop-"
Before she could finish her words, she saw He Songbai leave silently.
Zhao Lanxiang's face was inexplicable, and at this moment, she was afraid that she would not understand that this man was actually depressed because of Jiang Li's departure.
She just thought it was the pig farm's trivial matter that worried him. She scooped up water, took some braised pig intestines from a clay pot, and went out to He Songbai's room.
Zhao Lanxiang knocked on the door.
It took a long time for a man's dull and vague voice to come from inside: "Is something wrong?"
She pushed open the door straight in, and said with a smile, "I've marinated the pig you brought back into the water yesterday. Come and taste it, it's delicious."
She put the braised pig intestines on the man's table with love, and her fingers stroked the broken bottle by the window. In the sun, it is like waxing, smooth and shiny.
Zhao Lanxiang tasted a piece by himself, it was crunchy, the marinade tasted delicious, and the oily fragrance filled his mouth.
She also took a piece for the man who was sitting with her back to her, and fed him with one hand, "Is it delicious?"
"Let me tell you, pork is not only delicious, but these cheap pigs are—"
Before Zhao Lanxiang's words were finished, his lips were engulfed in his eager and fiery kiss. His teeth knocked against hers, and his cold mouth sucked her lips, bringing a cool feeling, but it soon became hot, very, very hot...
He was like an impatient hairy boy, he pressed her on the bed frizzy, his eyes were dark and dark, and he stared at her like a wolf cub.
The moment the lips parted, Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help laughing.
She stroked his luscious hair that was getting longer and had no time to manage. The slightly soft hair grows out of the tangled hair, and it has a flowing feeling when it is pulled down. The sharp eyebrows covered by the hair have faded a bit of aggression. Her hand finally lifted the hair from his forehead, looked him in the eye and asked:
"What’s wrong with you?"
What made you so depressed
He Songbai didn't answer, he pressed her down and kissed her hard again, his hand was strong and fierce, like a little wolf cub.
In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, with a body like a stove, Zhao Lanxiang felt a little moved when he kissed him. From the depths of his heart came bursts of longing for him, longing for his love and caress, he was unreasonable and overbearing .
Finally he grabbed a hand of the woman's soft buttocks and fell to one side, panting slightly.
He asked, "Did you buy a ticket to go home for the New Year?"
There are educated youth organizations in the twelfth lunar month team to buy tickets for the return journey, just hand in the letter of introduction and go to the train station to buy them. The Spring Festival travel is no longer than before, and preparations must be made earlier, but it is not a few days earlier, and the train only sells tickets for the trains of the first few days.
Zhao Lanxiang shook her head and couldn't help laughing: "What is in your mind, let me see?"
"How is it possible to buy a ticket now?"
He Songbai was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, "When will you go back?"
Zhao Lanxiang thought about it and said, "Let's go with everyone, um... why, you can't bear me anymore?"
She rubbed the man's red ears and rolled over to place it between his elbows.
"You can't bear my words, take advantage of this now, and kiss enough. Otherwise—"
The Spring Festival is long, you can't kiss it!
Of course, Zhao Lanxiang didn't have the chance to finish her words. Which man could stand her provocation.
After the kiss, Zhao Lanxiang could clearly feel the strong reaction from his body.
He and she, in the end, both silently panted silently in the dark room, and the breathing was chaotic and heavy.
In the extremely quiet room, even the sound of needles falling could be heard clearly, and the chaotic gasping became a red-faced sound.
Zhao Lanxiang licked his lips and finally said, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
This sentence Zhao Lanxiang also said last time when she went home, she is like a kite with a string, no matter how far she flies, she always has to go home in the end. As for He Songbai, who was waiting for her in Hezitun, what else could he do other than humming "the wind was light and cloudless".
"be careful on the road."
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Laba, the brigade killed the New Year pig.
After paying the share stipulated by the state, the remaining members of the big fat pig brigade will share it together. From the beginning of the year to the end of the year, the heads of these pigs exceeded 200 kilograms. They were raised by members of the commune so that they were round and smooth. When the pigs were slaughtered, people from far away could hear the pigs howling.
That's really big.
He Songbai is very good at slaughtering pigs. The master who slaughtered pigs in the new year can finally get an extra pound of pork as a reward.
He Songbai knew that the object liked to eat pigs into the water, so he was eager to try it, and he wanted to kill pigs when he rolled up his sleeves.
Zhao Lanxiang took the man's hand and shook his head.
"Don't go, wait for the pork to be divided."
"Let's keep a low profile and don't lack this meat to eat, okay?"
The big pig weighing more than 200 kilograms was disemboweled and received a pot of pig blood. After the pig was killed, the fresh large intestine was picked up by the pig killer. According to the centimeters contributed each year, each household can get about 10 catties of pork, and even more than 20 catties of pork.
Li Dali's family is like this. The family has four strong laborers and two medium laborers, and the centimeter is prosperous.
Li Cuihua got an extra pork belly, and brought it to her door to give her grandma to eat.
She smiled and showed a mouthful of glutinous rice teeth, "Thanks to my mother-in-law's care of my family, he can walk and work in the spring when he looks like this."
Grandma Li was not interested in this kind of pork belly, pig intestines and liver, but remembered that Zhao Zhiqing at home liked it, so she stayed.
She replied lightly, "You're welcome."
"You can take some of these pancakes and eat them back."
Granny Li pushed the glutinous rice pancake in the enamel bowl, stuffed with black sesame seeds, deep fried and tender. It looked like a very precious Chinese New Year food. It is appropriate to visit relatives and friends with them.
Li Cuihua unceremoniously picked up a piece of oil cake to eat.
"Um—yummy!"
The outside of the glutinous rice cake is fried to a crispy and crispy skin. The glutinous rice inside is tender and soft, mixed with oil and sesame fragrance. When it came out, it was so fragrant that people licked the sesame sand. This kind of oil cake takes care of the taste of the elderly, the sweetness is suitable, the outside is crispy and the inside is soft, and the chewing is soft and not sticky to the teeth. It is rare that the outside is still fried in such a good shape.
Li Cuihua, who was only going to eat one with a shy face, couldn't help but touch another one to eat.
"Grandma, did you make this cake at home, or did you buy it from a supply and marketing agency?"
Li Cuihua's family paid off the debt this year, and paid back the debt for their son's treatment. Fortunately, the first three sons have also grown up every year, and they are guaranteed to be able to pay off the debt again next year. They lived a tight life, and they also gritted their teeth and bought Fuqiang glutinous rice flour to make some sugar cakes for the Chinese New Year.
But her family's wedding cakes are far worse than this.
Grandma Li said with an expressionless face, "Zhao Zhiqing, who lives at home, gave it to me."
She said so, making Li Cuihua envious of the He family. Zhao Zhiqing is really nice, and she sewed the red gown that her eldest daughter-in-law married.
In comparison, the male educated youth are not as caring as the girls, but the Li family earns a monthly rent for nothing.
"At the time of the landslide, the brigade gave a lot of money to condolences to the injured members. The educated youth dormitory is probably missing!"
"That's right!"
When Grandma Li heard this, she didn't want to continue to have family affairs with Li Cuihua. She was not used to dealing with people.
She issued an expulsion order, "Take a few more biscuits back, I can't entertain you if I'm too weak."
Grandma Li asked her grandson to come over and take the pork belly and wash it.
Zhao Lanxiang also got a few kilograms of pork, and miraculously mixed a pair of whole pigs into the water, which He Songbai exchanged for the few kilograms of fat they got from their family. Shen Shen weighs more than ten pounds, plus a pig's trotter, such a rich dish, she immediately decided: make hot pot!
Pork offal hot pot!
For this hot pot, she collected raw materials for a long time, bought a lot of chili peppers from the villagers, and went to the black market to buy several kilograms of oil. The chili peppers were dried to make chili powder, and sesame, peppercorns, star anise, and cinnamon powder were fried and boiled in oil. Out of several large bowls of red oil.
The essence of hot pot lies in the deliciousness of the ingredients, the richness of the soup base, and the icing on the cake with spicy red oil. Zhao Lanxiang loves spicy hot pot, and a pot of red soup is swirling with red flowers, not to mention more appetizing.
The pork was freshly killed today. Last night, she simmered and simmered the soup with a secret recipe of fresh soup with big bones and boiled it for a whole night. After hanging it for eight hours, the soup was clear and rich.
She cleaned up all the pig water, cut it into even pieces, and cut the pork into thin slices. The tender meat was white with orange and red, and it was very beautiful. It was mixed with a little cornstarch for the tender meat and placed in a bowl. Wash the fresh Chinese cabbage from the ground, wash the radishes and winter bamboo shoots and slice them, and soak the mountain mushrooms.
At the same time, add star anise, cinnamon, nutmeg, peppercorns, sliced scallions and other ingredients to the soup base, pour in red oil, and when everything is done, she goes to call someone to eat.
Tang Qing had expected Zhao Lanxiang to make a delicious meal before Laba. She handed in the food stamps and money early and begged her to "pick up" him to go back to eat. After Jiang Li left, only Zhou Jiazhen lived alone, Not entering Li Dehong's house, Zhao Lanxiang asked Aunt Li for advice.
Grandma agreed for the first time, "It's better if there are more people, more people... It's been a long time since the He family had a lively New Year."
"It's just a meal, you emphasize that you make it yourself."
Zhao Lanxiang happily invited two friends, Tang Qing and Zhou Jiazhen. Although He Songbai was "jealous" of Tang Zhiqing, he reluctantly agreed after seeing his partner happily tinkering with so many delicious food.
"Huh?" He tapped his lips, leaned his face down and looked at the subject.
Zhao Lanxiang hugged him and kissed him, then walked out of his room and invited Tang Qing and Zhou Jiazhen to dinner.
That night, including the He family siblings, plus two "outsiders", a total of six people gathered around the stove to eat, which was extremely lively.
Zhao Lanxiang left the meat stewed in the clear soup to Li Dali and Grandma to eat, and the rest who could eat spicy food started to cook the pork offal. It was dark, with bursts of strong fragrance, and the steam rose up around the entire woodshed.
Zhao Lanxiang took the small bowls of pork belly, pig intestines, and pork one after another, and controlled the heat. After waiting for the soup to boil, he used a spoon to set aside the dried chili that was floating in the soup noodles, and smiled to let people eat the meat.
"Sanya, hurry up, come first."
She sealed the stove, and the red charcoal in it quenched some of the flames slightly.
Tang Qing was the first to eat a piece of pork, and the first feeling was spicy. Cook for a while to get old, cook for a minute less to make it raw. He quickly took out the second piece of pork.
The pork belly is crispy and chewy, full of tenacity, spicy and delicious.
"Delicious, delicious... Spicy to death!"
Tang Qing hissed cold air, and silently opened the red grain daqu he bought from the supply and marketing cooperative. He also filled He Songbai, and Zhou Jiazhen blushed a little.
A pleasant and warm atmosphere is rippling in the dilapidated house. Everyone is immersed in eating, satisfied and happy. After eating this meal, it seems that a year of hard work is nothing. Such a sumptuous dinner makes people happy and profound. People have endless aftertastes.
Satisfied that Tang Qing still remembers that spicy hot pot even decades later, it added a touch of beauty to his hard years in the countryside, which is nostalgic...
He Songbai ate a piece of meat, drank a sip of wine, and chewed a few peanuts. He only felt that the happiest thing in his life was nothing more than that.
His dark eyes silently cast a few glances at the smiling object, the beloved object of delicious food and wine, and his appetite was excellent, and he ate a bowl of rice more than usual.
Zhao Lanxiang also wanted him to eat more meat. In future generations, there will be people who eat hot pot. He is the most stupid when everyone else is busy eating meat.
She glanced at the eldest sister, and the eldest sister tried her best to feed her brother.
He Songbai hurriedly shook his head, "Enough is enough."
How can life be so satisfying once, fortunately use a little less, it is enough for him to taste a little sweetness and touch his mouth, he just hopes to leave enough regrets and next time next time, there is more and more … He can’t be too greedy.
God is not always enough to satisfy people for nothing.
The author has something to say: *
small theater:
Pingshengjun: emmmmm... Why don't you just eat meat
Xiang Xiang actually just wants to feed you
Brother Bai put his hands on his chin and said deeply: She loves me
Pingshengjun: Hey, you scheming dog!