Life is a Game

After a while, there was noise in the kitchen.

"Knife noodles!" Jiang Jianguo listened with a firm voice. "Dad is in a good mood today, but I don't know if I have any rice dumplings. If I can pour a large spoon of rice dumplings with 4 large pieces of braised beef, it is best to bring Lighten up, then gluten. "

"Dad didn't make a sister-in-law." Jiang Jiankang interrupted Jiang Jianguo's daydream.

"I didn't do it." Jiang Jianguo was disappointed. "It's ok to add marinade, and then add some sour beans."

"Sour beans were eaten last night." Jiang Jiandang also poured a basin of cold water.

"I saw a large pot on the photo cabinet the day before yesterday, why did you finish it?" Jiang Jianguo was furious.

"Xiao Feng went home, and the mother said that to feed Sanhua better these past few days, Dad was busy cooking pig food and fried the vegetables last night. The rest of the time were cooked porridge of stomach nourishment. What does that stuff taste like? After more than a dozen bowls of water are the same, we can only eat sour beans. "Jiang Jiankang was a bit grieved." It's not like Xiao Feng ran back without saying a word, otherwise Dad had to let us have something to eat Dry. "

Min Jiangfeng: ...

He felt that a big pot of food snapped into his head.

He held an invisible cauldron, Jiang Feng maintained an awkward and polite smile all the way until the old man called them to go to the end.

The three brothers showed flexibility that was inversely proportional to their body weight. The eye-catching hands quickly grabbed a bowl of noodles and grabbed the beef. The three surrounded the pot of braised beef tightly, and Jiang Feng and Jiang Zai responded slowly. Tak was unable to squeeze in.

When Jiang Feng's uncle and Wushu's family arrived, everyone was sitting on a chair and snoring in the doorway, and there was no time to say a word. Later, they hurried to the kitchen to grab the leftover beef.

The Qiongjia family's annual New Year's Fight for Food has begun.

Ten minutes later, there were eight more chairs at the door. Jiang Feng's two twin cousins ​​were left and right, and the paralysis was exactly the same.

The winner, Comrade Jiang Jianguo, asked, "Which pig is slaughtered this year?"

"Three flowers, Dad said that in the afternoon, I contacted the butcher Wang yesterday. Father Wang personally slaughtered." Jiang Jiandang said.

"Father Wang? Didn't he leave the big flowers all by his son?" Jiang Jianguo immediately became energetic.

"The little king's level is not good, how can the pig be slaughtered for him, his meat is not properly distributed, and it is not good to blow pigs, and it is necessary for Master Wang to go out on his own." Jiang Jiandang said.

"Hey, brother five, we haven't seen Sanhua yet when we come back. Let's go and see the pigpen?" Jiang Jianye suggested.

"Okay, the last time I saw Sanhua it was still a little piglet, just to see what it looks like." Jiang Jianshe got up and went to the pig pen with Jiang Jianye.

Jiang Yanlian and Jiang Yanqing haven't seen live pigs very much, and they also went to watch the lively. Jiang Feng thought about how to feed Sanhua with pig food for more than ten days. Today it will be made into a pig-killing dish. It's time to see if it goes. Jiang Zede and Jiang Shouzhen followed the trend and went to the pigpen.

Twenty-seven people surrounded the pigpen with water and could not see through it. The four flowers and five flowers that had never seen the world hide in the corner and were so scared that they hummed.

"Well, these three flowers look good!" Jiang Jianshe boasted, "The back is wide, flat, and strong! It must be good for making white garlic meat!"

"The hips are also good, they are full, and they must have a lot of muscle. At that time, they will be sliced ​​for roasting, a piece of honey and a piece of spicy, spicy cumin ..." Jiang Jianye's eyes were shining.

"Tong Chi Roasted Pork, if Dad can add more white vinegar for sweet and sour taste, without coriander, that taste." Jiang Jianshe daydreamed.

"It's okay to say without cilantro, Dad doesn't like to be jealous. Adding a little bit of heaven, just don't know how the blood sausage this year." Jiang Jianye smashed his mouth and said, "Sauerkraut blood sausage stewed with white meat. "

The two brothers were talking about Sanhua's head. They had gone to Grandpa Wang to discuss the matter of pig killing, and came back angrily, shouting with a loud voice: "Founding the country, building the party, building health, building industry, building, give me three flowers Get out and kill Master Wang now! "

Minjiang Jiankang was shocked: "Mom, didn't dad say kill in the afternoon?"

"I ca n’t wait until the afternoon, and Li Cuihua next door also went to find the old man Wang. The old man is so old. If he kills the pigs in his house, how can he still kill the three flowers? Quickly, what about the two little rabbits? I called, and drove me over to Sanhua! "Grandma Jiang said, and went to the pigpen.

Under the command of Grandma Jiang, the five brothers worked together, and Sanhua ran in front of them and chased after them, and finally arrived before the pig next door.

The father and son in the house next door hurriedly rushed the pig back to wait for tomorrow. Among Sanhua's several howls, Father Wang used his superb pig-killing technique to arrange all parts of Sanhua clearly.

"Dad, Sanhua barked so badly." Jiang Yanqing, who was in junior high school, couldn't bear it.

"It's okay, the worse the barge is, the more delicious the cooking will be." Jiang Jianshe comforted.

Minjiang Feng :? ? ?

After the pig was killed, Master Wang would not care about it. Killing the pig was a personal effort. He was not too young. He went into the room to change clothes and rest.

"Hurry up, Zaide, Shouxi, take the pig's blood back and give your grandpa an enema." Grandma Jiang is the chief commander.

The pots were filled with salt water in advance to prevent the blood from condensing. Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shouzhen picked up the large pots and ran back home at a speed of 100 meters.

"What are you fools still thinking about? Master Wang has divided it up and is not ready to pack it and take it home." Grandma Jiang shouted, "when I left, I passed from Li Cuihua's doorstep ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ I want to cut off my husband, and do n’t look at her pigs so fat that they wo n’t beat my family ’s Sanhua. ”

Jiang Feng didn't know if he could run or not, but now he can win. After all, the three flowers are in the basin, even if the four hoofs are still running, he can't run.

There are many grandsons and grandchildren in the Qijiang family.

I started to live after I got things together. The old man drank the blood sausage, Jiang Jianguo and Jiang Jiankang dealt with the pigs, and the rest helped cut the meat and divide the meat.

The pork has to be processed. The staple food at night is dumplings. Chopping noodles, rolls, and dumpling fillings are troublesome. Everyone, including women who do n’t usually cook, keep busy until it gets dark. Dexter.

Dinner is pork dumplings and sauerkraut stewed white meat.

The blood sausage was freshly boiled. It was the tenderest meal of this meal. Therefore, the old man did not use the best pork belly of Sanhua. The three-point fat was seven points thin, and then served with sauerkraut. The old man cooked two large bowls. Jiang Feng also took out Jiang Weiming's own kimchi. Although this meal had only one dish, he ate lively, and actually felt like thirty years old.

"New Year 喽" Jiang Weiming sighed.

"I will make you fish head with chopped peppers for thirty nights." Jiang Weiming said with a smile.

"Okay!" Jiang Jiankang was immediately excited, "Sanbo, the village chief said that the village would pump the fish ponds in the morning and each fish would share the fish. In the future, the silt at the bottom of the ponds would be cleared. No need to buy fish, At the bottom of the pond was a big fat-headed fish. My brother and I didn't fish for half a month! "

Qiu Jiang Weiming was too lazy to scold him, and began to seriously think about what to eat in the thirty nights. This year, there are many happy events in the family, and the hearty New Year's Eve dinner will end this year.

* Didi Di, Jiang Jianian's thirty-year menu is fiercely concentrated!