roccoschili Chapter 158 The heart is not as good as action
Chapter 158 The heart is not as good as action
The father and son were talking quietly, while Xiaohua and Xiaohu were playing in the yard and didn't want to enter the house yet.
There is nothing to stay in the house. They have stayed there all winter. Now if it is not time for dinner and nap, they are unwilling to go in.
How can the inside be as good as the outside? !
Luo Wanyi locked the courtyard door from the inside, so she was not worried about the children running out or anyone coming in from the outside.
Tiedan had already lit a fire and boiled water before she left work. Luo Wanyi washed her hands and dusted them off before starting to take out the dough she had made in the morning.
For family-brand knife-cut noodles, use a knife to cut the dough into the water one by one, no matter how thick or thin it is.
Soon, she had finished peeling all the dough, and then pieces of dough gradually floated up from the boiling water.
Luo Wanyi added cold water to it and prepared a large basin beside it. When it was ready, he would fish it out.
It's a pity that I don't have pork bones at home. Otherwise, I could make bone soup, add beef or mutton slices, pepper, garlic and coriander, and Luo Wanyi's mouth would just flow down.
Fortunately, Luo Wanyi watched the two children playing outside, quietly entered the Duoduo platform through the Tomato system, and directly ordered a bottle of chili oil and pepper.
She couldn't even think about beef sauce or pork sauce. It wasn't because she didn't have money, but because she couldn't explain the origin of these sauces.
She is so difficult.
Fortunately, there is still a large jar of sauce at home. Aunt Zhou specially sent it to them after she made it. It is also very good to have a knife and sharpener.
The family's mouth was full of oil. Although it was semi-cold, it still tasted hot. The key was that each person had a bowl of egg drop soup.
Zhou Huainan almost ate it with a basin filled with bean paste, chili oil, pepper, coriander, garlic, and sour shredded potatoes. Even without meat, he thought it was even more delicious than meat.
Two adults and five children finished making all the noodles, leaving only the bowls and basins to clean.
"Mom, can I eat this shaved noodles again tonight?! I haven't had enough."
"Mom, I want more, I want to eat more."
"Yes, Mom, let's eat it tonight."
"Mom, eat, mom eat."
"I didn't eat enough either."
"Mom, I still want to eat."
The big and small eyes looked at her and asked her to eat again in the evening. They really wanted to eat after eating and couldn't stop.
Luo Wanyi: "..."
Stop talking, she does the same, okay? !
However, the white flour at home is not enough for two meals, and I haven’t bought it this month.
"In a few days, okay?! In a few days let's buy meat and bones, make a meat sauce, and use the bones to make soup. That will be delicious."
"How about we steam some rice noodles to eat tomorrow night?! I can make rice rolls, rice cakes, carrot cakes, and taro cakes."
As Luo Wanyi talked, she felt that she had been waiting for white flour, meat, and bones for too long, so she remembered the noodles and cakes that she often made in her hometown in the south. All she had to do was grind the old rice. It was simple, convenient, and a little labor-intensive. It takes a lot of effort, but the material requirements are not too high.
"Mom, can't you do it tonight?!"
Goudan looked at her eagerly. He wanted to eat it tonight and didn't want to wait until tomorrow night.
"No, I just ate noodles today. To make the noodles, you have to soak the rice at night, and then grind it into rice milk tomorrow. And we only have time at night."
"Be good, wait a minute, I'll show you my skills tomorrow."
It's not that Luo Wanyi doesn't want to, but making powder is so time-consuming, soaking and grinding it. The key is that she has to borrow a small stone mill.
No, she had to buy a new small stone grinder. She could use it and grind it at home without anyone seeing it.
From now on, when she wants to eat rice noodles and cakes, she can grind them whenever she wants and eat them whenever she wants. No one can tell her anything.
"Lao Zhou, I'm going to buy a small stone mill."
"Tiedan, Goudan, you watch your brothers and sisters and don't run out. If you behave well, I will take you up the mountain to dig wild vegetables and look for mushrooms in the afternoon."
Heart is worse than action.
Luo Wanyi couldn't sit still anymore, so she stood up and walked out while explaining.
After a while, the person disappeared without a trace.
Soon, Luo Wanyi came back. She had just gone to find Aunt Zhou to find out where to buy small stone mills.
As a result, their production team was able to sell it, and they still had it in stock, and a small stone mill was only [-] yuan.
The stone materials and labor are all covered, and we are also responsible for door-to-door delivery.
No, when Fang Xiaohong and the others came to go up the mountain with Luo Wanyi, the small stone mill happened to be delivered to them.
Moreover, they also helped me find a clean and flat place to place the small stone mill. After collecting the money, they left happily.
Luo Wanyi led Goudan, Xiaohua and Xiaohu to carry Bei on her back, leaving the other three father and son behind and left happily.
Tiedan and Xiaotu looked at their mother with envy. The younger brother (brother) and younger sister (sister) left without looking back. Xiaotu was so angry that he collapsed on the bed. A child has no human rights, so they would not take him anywhere.
"Tiedan, go find my uncle and tell him that I want to go to the brigade headquarters and make a call and ask him to find someone to come and carry me."
At this time, Zhou Huainan suddenly told his eldest son to help him bring a message to his old uncle.
Although I don’t know why my father called me all of a sudden, why didn’t he tell me when my mother was here just now? !Tiedan nodded obediently and trotted out to find Party Secretary Zhou.
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We, we really don’t know how to write emotional essays, ugh!Don't know how to write it.