Lin Hai's house is near the provincial hospital, and it takes more than 20 minutes to walk there, very close. The house really didn't look like someone lived in it for a long time. It was simply decorated, with floor tiles and some basic furniture, not even a TV. When Lin Mo and the others went, the house was full of dust, and it took a long time to clean it up. The house has a layout of three bedrooms and one living room, and each room is similar. The master bedroom has a little more furniture than the other two guest bedrooms, and it generally looks similar to the hotel outside.
Because of his business relationship, Lin Hai needs to go to Jincheng to get some approvals and go through some formalities from time to time. He bought this house for the convenience of living in Jincheng when he comes to Jincheng for work. On the other hand, it is also for the appreciation of the house. In 1998, the mainland's real estate market was tepid, and not many people bought houses out of appreciation. However, Lin Hai was in the construction business, and he was better informed than the average person. Just bought it.
Lin Mo thought enviously, if he had money now, he would definitely buy a dozen or twenty sets of shops and put them there properly, so as to ensure that he would have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life.
Wishes are beautiful, but reality, well, the strong man still needs to work hard. Sooner or later, there will be bread and houses.
With a place to stay, the old lady finally felt more at ease. Sincerely thanked Lin Changqing and praised Lin Hai severely, Lin Changqing was so happy that the corners of his mouth twitched for a long time and couldn't calm down. Everyone in Qingtong Village knows that Lin Hai is rich, but no one knows exactly how rich he is. He married a city wife and moved to the city to become a city resident, which is already very remarkable in everyone's eyes. Who would have thought that he also had a house in the provincial capital
Although Chinese people believe that wealth should not be revealed, there is still an old saying, that if you don’t return home, it’s like a night walk in brocade. It is impossible for Lin Changqing to go around and tell others how capable and rich his son is, but it is hard to describe the satisfaction of being found out by 'accidental', and then being envied and sincerely praised. For the elderly, what is more gratifying and wants to show off than the success of future generations
Lin Changqing couldn't hold back the complacency in his eyebrows, and repeatedly warned the old lady and Lin Mo not to tell others about the house after returning to the village. It's one thing to gratify your vanity once in a while, but it's not good to get into unnecessary trouble. The old lady complied, and after Lin Changqing returned, she dragged Lin Mo to talk about it.
"My dear grandson, your Uncle Hai's house is so beautiful. It's a pity to live in such a beautiful house." The floor tiles, the walls are painted white, and there are beautiful chandeliers. This kind of house is already in the eyes of the old lady. It is very beautiful.
The old lady said it was a pity, but there was more envy in her eyes. You said that you are also a human being, and Lin Hai hasn't studied for two days, so why is he so promising
Lin Mo sorted out the ingredients he had just bought from outside, and said with a smile, "Grandma, when I get rich, I'll buy you a villa, bigger and more beautiful than this."
The old lady took a big potato, cut it and said, "I know how to make me happy. However, I believe that my grandson will definitely be more promising than Haizi in the future. Grandma doesn't want a villa. Then you can buy grandma a house in the capital." house, grandma goes to Tianmen Square every morning to see the red flag being raised, to see the Chairman’s portrait, and then go to climb the Great Wall when she’s free.”
Hearing the word 'capital', Lin Mo was in a daze for a moment, looked at the old lady with a sad face and said, "Grandma, you really have vision, houses in the capital are much more expensive than villas, it seems that I have to work hard."
It has only been a little over a day since Lin Mo 'woke up', but he feels as if he has passed his whole life. Those things that happened before, and those memories that are clearly engraved in his mind are like It is like the past life, with an old yellow color, and many familiar people have also become bleak.
For some reason, Lin Mo thought of Han Xun again. Thinking of the heart-piercing cry he heard in a trance, his heart suddenly became stuffy, with a slight throbbing pain. In the past, they met because of Chen Junxi, but in this life he has decided to change the course of fate, between them... Forget it, let everything go by fate.
"... My dear grandson, why are your eyes so red, don't cry, grandma doesn't want a house anymore..." The old lady looked up and saw her baby grandson's eyes were red, and she immediately felt distressed.
Lin Mo suppressed the moisture in his eyes that had not yet formed crocodile tears, blinked and said, "I'm not crying, I'm just a little worried about Dad."
Lin Jian is still under observation in the intensive care unit. He hasn't woken up since the surgery last night. The doctor said that the operation was successful, his condition was stable, and theoretically there would be no problems, so they asked them to go back and rest for a while.
Both Lin Jian and the old lady didn't close their eyes all night, and they came to look at the house with Lin Changqing in the morning, and they couldn't stand it any longer, so they came back here to sleep for a while. Lin Mo took cold medicine and fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up, it was past four o'clock in the afternoon. Seeing that his grandma was still sleeping, he went to a nearby vegetable market to buy some vegetables with the remaining money from yesterday.
Grandma sighed: "Yes, you said that if your father finds out about Wang Yanyan, don't be so angry? Isn't that Zhang Laowu in the neighboring village just because his wife ran away with someone and has been crazy until now?" ?” The old lady became more and more anxious as she spoke, and almost cut the knife into her own hand.
Lin Mo hurriedly comforted: "Of course not. Dad's psychological quality is much stronger than that of Zhang Laowu. Besides, whether our family has a history of mental illness, don't worry, it won't happen."
The old lady hesitated to speak. When Lin Mo's mother Cheng Huanxuan passed away due to illness, didn't the youngest one go crazy with anger? She likes Cheng Huanxuan to be her daughter-in-law from the bottom of her heart. She is beautiful, sensible, filial, capable and educated, just like the fairy in the play. But after all, she went, how could she bear to see her son living a life of distraught every day, otherwise, why would she be in a hurry to find a stepmother for Lin Mo? She begged and begged and finally got her son to let go and agree to marry Wang Yanyan, but who knows that she is a funeral star, so it would be better not to marry.
Ever since she knew who Wang Yanyan was, the old lady was so regretful that her intestines turned green. When I compared my ex-daughter-in-law again, I always felt sorry for my son. But life has to pass, I thought that Lin Shu is so old, and the life of the youngest family is getting more and more prosperous, but unexpectedly, disaster happened.
People of the older generation are conservative in their thinking, and the old lady would never talk about his parents' rights and wrongs in front of Lin Mo. However, Lin Mo is not a real minor after all, he understands everything grandma didn't say, and he even knows some things better than grandma.
"I'm worried that my father's left leg has been amputated. Middle school will definitely not want him anymore. What should he do in the future? If he really wants to stay at home every day, he will definitely not be able to bear it."
Lin Jian didn't have the bad habits of intellectuals in this era. He could be his teacher well at school, change his clothes and pants at home, and do farm work no worse than other people in the village. Wang Yanyan, who is so sexual, can't afford to build a house.
Lin Jian is the kind of person who is born restless. In his previous life, he lost both legs, lying on the bed and doing some manual work to supplement the family income. You really let him stay at home every day and do nothing. He is definitely worse than being sick. uncomfortable.
"What can I do if I can't bear it? It's better to save my life than anything else." The old lady sighed.
The grandparents and grandchildren chatted, and quickly packed up the ingredients.
Lin Mo went to the vegetable market too late and couldn't buy any good vegetables. He only bought some vegetables such as radishes, greens, cabbage, dried shiitake mushrooms and potatoes, a few catties of thigh bones and a catty of lean meat, a young hen, and rice, oil, and seasonings. Lin Hai is a big man, he can just sleep here, don't count on cooking. There are quite a lot of tools in the kitchen, half new and not old, probably left by the previous owner, and the rest can't even find a grain of rice.
The pullet is killed in the vegetable market, it is very fat, and there is a lot of oil hidden in its stomach. Patients recovering from a serious illness need nourishment, but they must not eat too greasy things. Lin Mo quickly sharpened the kitchen knife in the kitchen, and cut all the fat from the chicken belly. Chicken fat is a good thing. If you make soup without broth, add some to the dish, and the taste will be different immediately.
After cutting out the chicken fat, Lin Mo cut off the meat from the chicken breast, blanched off the blood and water, and put the whole piece in a pot to cook over high heat. Pour the boiled chicken soup into a small casserole, then pour in the japonica rice that has been soaking all the time, wait for the water to boil, and simmer slowly over low heat. Dried shiitake mushrooms have more flavor than fresh shiitake mushrooms. Some people like that taste, and some people hate it. Lin Jian happened to belong to the kind of person who doesn't care. After the mushrooms were soaked, Lin Mo washed them carefully, squeezed out the water, took a few, and tore them into thin shreds. When the porridge was almost cooked, put the shredded shiitake mushrooms and shredded chicken in, and put the lid on. Bring to a boil over low heat.
Because the ingredients were not complete, Lin Mo could only cook the simplest version of shredded mushroom and shredded chicken porridge. In Dad's current situation, drinking this porridge is the most nourishing.
Then, he washed the lean meat, cut it into small pieces, marinated it with cooking wine for a while, waited for the oil in the pan to heat up, put ginger slices, Chinese prickly ash, and dried chili into it and fried it until it was fragrant, then poured the small pieces of meat Go down and stir-fry, add watercress, a little dark soy sauce, after frying the aroma, put the potato cubes prepared by grandma into it, after frying for a while, add an appropriate amount of water, bring to a boil on high heat, and turn to medium heat. After a while, the aroma of home-cooked potatoes and roasted pork came out.
Originally, grandma shouldn't eat such spicy food when she is old, but her old man is already used to spicy food, so she suddenly changed her taste, and she was not used to it.
After about twenty minutes, the vegetables were cooked. Lin Mo added an appropriate amount of salt, sprinkled with a little celery, and started the pot. A large bowl of roasted pork with potatoes, which was delicious in color and flavor, was ready. Just smelling the spicy and delicious smell, the old lady swallowed subconsciously.
Why does my good grandson's cooking skills feel better than the ones she has cooked all her life
Then Lin Mo boiled a small bowl of chicken oil. When it was done, he scooped up the excess oil and simply fried a mushroom and green vegetables in the pot. I also made a large bowl of cabbage soup with oil residue and a little chicken oil, mixed with water and ginger. Now the porridge is almost ready, Lin Mo put a little salt in it, stirred it well, turned off the fire, took two big bowls and put two bowls out, put a little green onion in the bowls, the fragrance became stronger immediately point.
The old lady stared at the delicious two dishes and one soup on the table, her eyes were wide open, this, this, could it be that Xu Xuuan really gave her good grandson a dream
After the old lady tasted the three dishes one by one, and drank a few big mouthfuls of porridge, she suddenly felt that her good grandson could definitely earn back the tens of thousands of dollars as he said. The taste of these dishes is simply amazing!
Lin Mo didn't tell the old lady that he hadn't used his real tricks in cooking these dishes.