Chapter 115 White Meat
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For the whole afternoon, Jiang Feng regretted his temporary behavior. The old man didn't get angry or slap him. He spent the entire afternoon chatting with Grandma Jiang and his uncle, but the occasional glance at Jiang Feng made his scalp tingle.
Jiang Feng has learned cooking under the old man for so many years, and he knows very well that if he really wants to punish you, he doesn't have to do it himself.
Hanging sandbags, walking on horseback, filling half a pot of sand with a spoon, chopping onions, cutting peppers, handling pig waste, you can do any of these things for a whole day, and you will be so excited that you don't know your own name. .
Jiang Feng seemed very calm, but in fact he was quite panicked.
In the evening, Grandma Jiang said goodbye to her uncle and grandpa. Dinner in the Jiang family usually doesn't start until seven or eight o'clock, so it's just the right time to go home and cook dumplings.
Grand uncle pulled Jiang Feng and remembered the stew for some reason: "Xiao Feng, I remember that you didn't seem to eat stew at noon. Come on, come on, have a bowl of stew before you leave. Your aunt specially cooked it for you. , especially you Xiaofeng, you are too thin. Girls will not like you if you are so thin. You have to eat at least two bowls.”
Everyone immediately panicked. They thought that the story about the stew was just over. Unexpectedly, my uncle actually remembered it after he left.
"I can't eat anymore, uncle. It's true. I ate half a pot of braised pork for lunch and I really can't eat it. If I eat the stew and can't eat dinner, I'll be hungry in the middle of the night!" Jiang Zaide started to make nonsense.
"Yes, yes, my uncle and I also ate half a pot of braised pork, and I can't eat any more." Jiang Shoucheng followed Jiang Zaide's words.
"Uncle, you will gain weight if you eat so much meat at night." Jiang Junqing and Jiang Junlian said in unison.
"The two girls have grown up and know how to love beauty." My uncle said with a smile, "Then Tian Lin, just go and pretend to be Xiaofeng and Xiaoran."
"Uncle, I'll just go back and eat some dumplings in the evening. I still have to practice. I can't concentrate if I eat too much. Don't I still have to participate in the competition?" Jiang Feng pulled the tiger skin to make a big flag.
"Yes, yes, Xiaofeng still has a competition, so let Xiaoran eat. Xiaofeng practices hard. When the time comes, he will get a good ranking and call me to tell my uncle." My uncle nodded.
"Uncle, I..." Jiang Ran found that all the reasons had been explained, and he couldn't find any reason at all. "I... I lost weight, and I didn't eat dinner recently."
"Why should you lose weight if you have such a good figure?" My uncle suddenly made a serious face, "I said why do you think you have lost weight? Young people nowadays are just messing around. You are not a little girl. Why should you lose weight? Young men are good-looking only if they are strong. , you are not allowed to lose weight, you have to eat two bowls today.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Tian Lin came out with two large bowls full of stew that didn't even have much soup.
The color of white meat, the feel of white meat, and the taste even more terrifying than white meat.
"Come, come, come, Xiaofeng, Xiaoran, eat the stewed meat." Tian Lin said with a smile.
"Give it all to Xiaoran, Xiaofeng still has to practice at night, the competition is important." said my uncle.
Jiang Ran was in a dilemma for a moment, then he gritted his teeth, took the stew, and took a bite.
Jiang Feng and others couldn't bear to look at it. This year's New Year's pig at my uncle's house was very fat. There were large pieces of fat in the bowl. Tian Lin didn't remove the blood from the pork, so she probably added some ginger slices and cooking wine to cook it together. None have been pickled.
The two bowls of stew were steaming. Jiang Feng was so close that he could even smell the faint meaty smell of the pork.
This kind of meat is pure fat and you can eat it in one bite...
Without further ado, let’s go and offer incense to Jiang Ran.
Jiang Ran reluctantly ate the first piece, his face almost distorted.
"Why, of course, Auntie's stew this year is not delicious?" Tian Lin picked up another bowl and tasted a piece, with a natural look on her face, "It's no different from the previous one."
Jiang Ran: "...No, just, the meat is a bit fat, so it's greasy."
"This year's pig is fat. It weighs more than 400 kilograms. The stewed meat is very fragrant. Maybe you are not used to it, but it's okay. You will eat the lean ones and not the fat ones." Tian Lin said.
Jiang Ran was about to burst into tears.
"Okay, niece-in-law, it's getting late. We have to go back first, otherwise it will be difficult to walk when it gets dark. Then, do you still want to eat?" Grandma Jiang said.
"If you don't want to eat, don't eat. It's hard to walk after dark, so uncle and grandpa, let's leave first!" Jiang Ran quickly put down his chopsticks.
"Is it getting dark?" My uncle went out and took a look. It was indeed getting dark. He said reluctantly, "Then you should go first. I will take you to the entrance of the village and come back to eat stew next time."
"Okay, okay, uncle, we will definitely come next time we have a chance!" Several people said quickly, among them Jiang Ran's voice was the loudest.
"Okay, brother, you don't need to send me away if it gets cold tonight. We can just go by ourselves." Grandma Jiang said.
After walking out of the door and approaching the entrance of the village, Grandma Jiang said casually: "Xiaoran, the meat stewed at your uncle's house today is a bit tastier than before, but your face has changed too quickly. Fortunately, your uncle Presbyopia cannot see clearly, otherwise he would be very sad.”
Jiang Ran accepted his mistake humbly, reflected seriously, and decided to act less fake next time and think of a good excuse not to eat stew in advance.
"Of course this doesn't work. It turns out that when my uncle's eyes were fine, when we had a bowl of stew, his face didn't change and his heart didn't beat, and he could still say it was delicious." Jiang Jianguo said.
"I'll go back and teach him." Jiang Jianye sighed.
……
It was already seven o'clock when the group arrived home. Grandma Jiang went to the kitchen to cook dumplings. The others went into the house. Jiang Weiming was watching TV series in the living room.
《fowever》
American TV series from a few years ago.
"Wow, Third Grandpa, you still watch American TV series. Can you see clearly when the subtitles are so small?" Jiang Junqing asked.
"It's okay, I can't see clearly but I can understand." Jiang Weiming said.
Jiang Junqing was dumbfounded.
"Xiao Feng, come with me to the kitchen." The old man said solemnly.
"Go to the kitchen as soon as you get back. Brother, please let Xiaofeng rest for a while." Jiang Weiming persuaded with a smile.
"This little brat signed up for the cooking competition and filled in the name of Tai Feng House." Jiang Weiguo said angrily.
"Oh?" Jiang Weiming looked at Jiang Feng with a smile, "Then I'll go with you."
"Xiao Feng has indeed relaxed a lot during the past two days during the New Year."
Jiang Feng shuddered. He always felt that there were other emotions mixed in Jiang Weiming's smile just now.
My life is over. (End of chapter)