The 1970s Little Village Girl [Through the Book]

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The chimney of the red brick house of the He family was filled with wisps of green smoke, and the sound of talking and laughing came from the kitchen on the east side.

He Fengjiao looked at the jar of pickled cabbage that He Dasao had opened, and couldn't help saying, "Wow, the smell of this pickled cabbage makes me drool. Cooking pickled cabbage fish is so delicious."

These days, every household likes to pickle some pickled cabbage, dried vegetables and other ingredients that can be stored for a long time. Rural people are very good at this job, especially this jar of pickled cabbage has just been opened, which is the most delicious.

Then, He Dasao said, "This jar of pickled cabbage is just pickled well, and Jiaojiao knows how to eat it. She knows how to cook fish with pickled cabbage!" As she spoke, He Dasao smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth.

She could occasionally catch some fish in the creek, but if the fish was the size of her palm, she was lucky.

He Fengjiao actually caught a big fat fish weighing several kilograms at once, her luck was simply overwhelming!

He Fengjiao stood by the stove in the kitchen, watching He Dasao cutting pickled cabbage, and said with a smile: "I can only eat, not cook, so I have to rely on you, sister-in-law."

He Dasao laughed: "If I can eat fish and meat every meal, you can let me squat in the kitchen every day!"

Everyone's life was rough, let alone eating fish and meat, whether they could eat a big bowl of rice became a problem.

So who cares about how to cook it to make it delicious, eating the meat first is the greatest happiness.

However, after marrying He Guoqiang, a tractor driver, Mrs. He's life was not as hard as before, and she could occasionally eat a few meals of commercial food.

As a family, sometimes even if she bought meat, she could not eat much of it.

She would occasionally discuss with the women in the town about how to cook something, but after all, a good cook cannot cook without rice. Even if she asked for many cooking methods from others, she did not have many opportunities to put them into practice.

Now that she has the opportunity, she is very happy.

As she spoke, the sound of rice rolling in another pot on the stove came out, and the steam with the fragrance of chopped pepper fish head rushed out of the pot and filled the whole kitchen in an instant.

He Fengjiao couldn't help but say, "It smells so good!"

After cutting the pickled cabbage, He Dasao glanced at the fish slices that had been marinated with rice wine, and started to light a fire to make pickled fish.

He Fengjiao wanted to see how He Dasao cooked, but who knew that He Chunsheng called her to write again.

He Ailian was already rushing to He Fengjiao's house. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. It was not only because He Fengjiao scolded He Caixia today, but also because Li Hongmei caught He Caixia and scolded her in the melon field two days ago.

She had heard some gossip on the way here, and she didn't know how ugly it was.

Now that she was here, she had to scold back!

Otherwise, Li Hongmei and He Fengjiao would think that they were easy to bully. They took advantage of her absence and bullied He Caixia!

But when He Ailian came to He Fengjiao's house in anger, she smelled a burst of fragrance before she entered the door.