Speaking of raising the fence, Yu Xiuyao's tone was inevitably a little angry: "It can be raised. Our fence is made of stone and yellow mud. I picked up the stones myself. When I raised the yard, people said a lot of sarcastic things. If you want to raise it, you have to be prepared to be sarcastic. Come to think of it, I did it because I didn't have the freedom to eat. When I ate a piece of meat at home, the smell drifted to the next door. The children next door could jump over the fence and lie down at my door. What should I do? I just raised the wall..."
Lin Qingqing listened to her words, and her hair stood on end when she thought about the possibility of such a thing happening in their family in the future. You know, she likes to make delicious food herself. She is a food blogger not just for the purpose of becoming an internet celebrity, because she was raised by her grandmother's cooking skills since she was a child, and she is a little picky about food. At the same time, she also likes to make delicious food. But if someone keeps staring at her, the feeling is hard to describe.
Lin Qingqing chatted with Yu Xiuyao for a while, asked about the time, and then took Lu Haici back. On the way back, they didn't see those people again. It was probably time to cook dinner, so everyone went back.
When she got home, Lin Qingqing took out the things in the basket and saw Lu Haici squatting on the side. She said, "Xiao Haici, can we have egg fried rice tonight?"
"Sure." He likes to eat anything his mother cooks. But, "Mom, what is egg fried rice? I've had egg custard with rice."
"Egg fried rice is just eggs and rice fried together with oil." Lin Qingqing said. According to Lin Qingqing's health regimen, she eats carbohydrates in the morning, protein at noon, and vitamins at night. So the rice in the egg fried rice at night can't be too much, but if there is less rice, the stomach may not even be half full, so vegetables with vitamins cannot be missing in the egg fried rice.
"Then I'll light the fire for mom." Lu Haici stood up and prepared to light the fire behind the stove. "I know how to light the fire. I've lighted the fire for my aunt and dad before."
Lin Qingqing was worried about letting a five-year-old child light a fire. Although many people in this era thought that letting a child light a fire was normal, Lin Qingqing still felt that a five-year-old child was too young and that lighting a fire was dangerous. However, although lighting a fire was not allowed, washing vegetables was still allowed. So Lin Qingqing asked, "Can Xiao Haici help me wash the vegetables first?"
Lu Haici, who was about to start a fire, immediately said, "Of course."
He just wanted to work for Lin Qingqing, and he didn't care what kind of work it was.
Lin Qingqing took out a handful of green vegetables, put them in the vegetable washing basin, then rinsed some water and brought them to the yard: "Come, Xiao Haici, wash the vegetables here. Wash them cleanly, otherwise you will get a stomachache if you eat the dirty vegetables."
Lu Haici said loudly: "I know."
While Lu Haici was washing the vegetables, Lin Qingqing washed the iron pot and the clay pot. Then she poured the washed rice into the iron pot and poured water into the clay pot, boiling water and cooking rice at the same time.
Then, she began to prepare the ingredients. She beat two eggs and separated the egg yolks and whites. Then she prepared a cucumber and cut it into cubes. After she prepared the ingredients, Lu Haici hadn't finished washing the vegetables yet. She came to the yard and saw Lu Haici washing the vegetables one by one.
Lin Qingqing didn't help either. She praised, "Xiao Haici washed it really clean."
Lu Haici smiled shyly and was very happy.
Lin Qingqing didn't help Lu Haici wash the dishes. She wiped the kitchen, washed all the dishes again, and then cleaned the living room. When she finished these things, Lu Haici's vegetables were washed and the rice in the iron pot was ready.
"Look, Mom." Lu Haici brought the vegetable basin to Lin Qingqing.
Lin Qingqing picked up the vegetables and took a look: "Xiao Haici washed them very cleanly. I will reward you by letting you eat more vegetables tonight." They were indeed very clean. After all... this little guy washed them one by one.
When he heard that he had to eat more vegetables, Lu Haici's face fell. He didn't like vegetables, he liked meat, but he didn't want his mother to hate him, so he obediently said, "Okay." Anyway, he just swallowed it.
Lin Qingqing first cut the vegetables into thin pieces, and then put the stems and leaves separately. Because the stems cook slowly and the leaves cook quickly, they need to be put separately when making fried rice with eggs.
Then she served the rice and put two beaten egg yolks into it. She then stirred it with chopsticks so that every grain of rice was covered with egg yolk.
Lu Haici stood aside, watching his mother cook with curiosity.
After mixing the rice with egg yolk, she poured oil into the iron pan. The oil at home was rapeseed oil, and raw rapeseed oil had a rapeseed smell, so after the oil was put into the pan, she had to wait for a while until small bubbles appeared in the oil before pouring the rice mixed with egg yolk into it.
Suddenly, a hissing sound was heard.
Lin Qingqing immediately used a spatula to fry the rice. The rice was already cooked, so it didn't take long to fry. After about half a minute, she added the egg whites and stirred them twice, then added the green vegetable stems, cucumbers and salt. Generally, salt is added when the dish is almost ready to be served, but the salt particles of this era are a bit coarse, unlike the fine salt of later generations, so it needs to be added in advance to fry the salt until it melts. Otherwise, if you put the salt in when the dish is almost ready to be served, the salt will be in clumps.
Waves of fragrance emanated from the pot. Lu Haici sniffed hard, it smelled so good.
Just at this moment, a little boy’s voice was heard from outside: “Lu Haici… Lu Haici…” Along with the voice, someone ran into the kitchen.
"Ji Yang."
Before Lin Qingqing could wonder about the other party's identity, Lu Haici had already called out, but he did not go out. In the past, when his friends came, he would have gone to greet them, but today, he stood by the stove without moving, just looking at Ji Yang.
Lin Qingqing, on the other hand, looked at the little boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes with curiosity.
Ji Yang stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and asked without any shyness: "Lu Haici, what are you doing at home? It smells so good."
When Lu Haici heard this, he immediately said proudly: "My mother is making egg fried rice, it smells so good." He emphasized the three words "my mother" with the carefulness of a child.
However, Ji Yang didn't recognize the name. He walked to Lu Haici, tilted his head to look into the pot, and kept praising: "Lu Haici, the egg fried rice your mother made is really fragrant, it must be delicious."
Although Lu Haici has never eaten it, he has a mysterious confidence in his mother: "It must be delicious." Even if it is not delicious, it is delicious in his heart.
Ji Yang listened, his eyes sparkling: "Lu Haici, I have never eaten egg fried rice."
Lu Haici pursed his lips and looked at him defensively: "I haven't eaten it either."
Ji Yang asked: "Can I try it?"
Lu Haici wanted to refuse, but he thought of the candy that Ji Yang gave him, and he was too embarrassed to refuse. However, he didn't want to share the egg fried rice made by his mother with others, so what should he do? Finally, Lu Haici gritted his teeth and said, "Then you can only eat a little bit."
Ji Yang patted his chest and assured: "I'll just eat a little."
Although Lu Haici promised Ji Yang to give him a little bit, he didn't dare to make the decision on his own. He asked Lin Qingqing again: "Mom, can you give Ji Yang a little bit of this egg fried rice? Ji Yang also shared his milk candy with me."
When Ji Yang heard what Lu Haici said, he stared at Lin Qingqing, fearing that she would disagree.
Lin Qingqing listened to their conversation and couldn't help but want to laugh. "Of course you can." She said, "Hai Ci, you are the young master, you can do it if you say yes."
Hearing his mother call him the little master, Lu Haici clenched his fists happily: "Then... then give Ji Yang a little more." He was so happy that he was willing to give Ji Yang a little more.
Lin Qingqing saw that the egg fried rice was almost done and the green leaves that were put in at the end were also soft, so she took out a plate and two small bowls. She used the plate for herself and the small bowls for Lu Haici and Ji Yang. While serving, Lin Qingqing said, "Xiao Haici, your good friend is having dinner at home. You should tell his family so that they won't worry."
Lu Haici said: "Hey, Ji Yang's house is next door."
"I'll go and tell her, I'll go and tell her." Ji Yang turned around and ran outside. After a while, he heard Ji Yang's voice in the yard, "Mom, I'm eating at Lu Haici's house. Lu Haici's mom made delicious fried rice with eggs." He shouted loudly, and without caring whether his family heard him or not, he ran back to the kitchen.
Lin Qingqing shook her head silently: "Xiao Haici, then you ask your good friends to sit in the living room, and I will bring the food over."
Lu Haici: "Hey." He took Ji Yang to the square table in the hall and sat him down properly, shaking his legs.
Lin Qingqing brought the egg fried rice to the table and said, "Enjoy your meal, kids." The depth of the two bowls of rice for the two children was the same, and both were filled with two-thirds of the small bowl. Fortunately, although there was not much rice, the vegetables and cucumbers added were enough, otherwise, with Ji Yang, there would not be enough to share.
However, Lin Qingqing didn't serve much herself, so she left some in the pot to ensure that the children wouldn't have too much to eat and there would be nothing left in the pot later.
Children naturally prefer colorful things. When they saw the egg fried rice, the two children couldn't help but take a bite with a spoon. As a result... Ji Yang widened his eyes: "Lu Haici, this yellow thing is rice." The rice that was stirred with egg yolk had distinct grains and was golden after being fried. Little Ji Yang didn't know it was rice until he ate it, and then he found out, "Lu Haici, your mother is so amazing. The rice is not white." He had only eaten white rice.
Lu Haici said as a matter of course: "My mother is the most amazing mother."
Ji Yang also agreed with this, but said: "My mother is also very powerful." In the hearts of children, their mothers are the most powerful.