MTL - After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields-Chapter 160 Fried chestnuts

The weather is getting colder day by day, but the villagers in Liujia Village are getting more restless every day.

Counting the days, the peasants who were recruited to transport food to the border should be back by now.

 The women and children of other families would go to the village four or five times a day, hoping that their men would come back safely.

Those who have a little time to spare will go to the intersection of Xiahe Village in groups of three or five to check out and ask if anyone from any house has returned first.

 When I learned that a citizen from the same county had returned home, I became more and more excited and anxious.

Only the five of them, Qin Yao, mother and son, behave like normal people and should eat and drink.

No, Da Lang took half a basin of chestnuts, and Qin Yao carried another bucket of fine sand and stones sifted from the river. Mother and son arrived at the Liu family's old house exactly where He was going to start work. They insisted on asking Zhang and He Let's study the roasted chestnuts together.

 Looking at the sand and gravel in the bucket, Mrs. Zhang frowned, "They don't use river sand for roasting chestnuts, they use iron sand!"

Qin Yao didn't care about this, she was so greedy that she couldn't sleep. She had to eat it today, even if it looked like nothing.

 The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can't do anything to her, so what else can they do? Just fry her.

Mr. He brought out a big pot, and Mrs. Zhang burned a pottery stove in the courtyard. The charcoal fire was red and glowing.

As soon as the children at home heard something going on at home and saw Qin Yao standing by the stove, they immediately guessed that the third aunt was going to make delicious food again.

Jinbao and Jinhua immediately left their friends, called Erlang and the twins who were playing ball, and rushed into the courtyard in a swarm.

When Mrs. He saw it, she quickly waved her hand to drive them away, "Go away, don't let the charcoal fire burn you."

“It’s not hot, it’s warm. Mom, my hands are cold, so I’ll warm them up!” Jinbao squatted down by the stove and stretched out his hands as if to warm himself to the fire. In fact, he stretched his neck very long.

When he saw that the pot was full of sand, his eyes widened immediately, "Nai, why are you frying the sand?"

 Is this something people can eat? Jinbao exclaimed in his heart.

Erlang rolled his eyes at him, "Don't you know that you need to stir-fry chestnuts with sand?"

 Jinbao Jinhua shook her head, not knowing.

Saburo took his sister and stood far away, saying, "Don't get too close, or your clothes will be picked up by the sparks."

The brother and sister lowered their heads to look at the new jackets they were wearing. Si Niang also weighed her feet. On her little feet was a pair of thick-soled embroidered shoes embroidered with morning glories, which were delicate and cute.

Jinhua also had the same pair, and the two cousins ​​looked at each other in understanding. Jinhua immediately left her cousin Jinbao and came to her sister, rubbed her hands together to warm them up, and covered her fourth mother's little face, which was red from the cold. He smiled with his forehead against his forehead.

After a while, Jin Bao's exclamation came from the yard. There was a hole in the newly put on jacket. He was so angry that he picked up the big spatula in his hand and wanted to beat him.

Jin Bao was aggrieved because his mother chased him all over the courtyard. He just didn’t want to go out because he was afraid that there would be delicious food later and he wouldn’t be able to catch the first bite.

In the end, Qin Yao thought he was too noisy, so she grabbed the man by the collar, reached out to block He's big spatula, and persuaded him, and the mother and son stopped fighting.

He had just calmed down, but within a few minutes, there was another noise in the kitchen. Looking back, Jin Bao was standing on tiptoe to get the soap on top of the cupboard to wash his hands, but it was too slippery and he dropped the soap on the floor.

"Liu Jinbao!" Mrs. He roared angrily, "If you have some good things at home, you should use them up. Your third aunt only gave you these two pieces. Your second aunt won't even bother to use them when you wash your hands. You kid, let me touch them again." Try it!”

Qin Yao and Dalang Erlang, who was standing obediently beside them, looked at each other and winked at the brothers.

After Da Lang and Er Lang secretly pushed each other, Er Lang was defeated and ran into the kitchen and dragged Jin Bao away. “Brother Jinbao, let’s go play in the fields!”

There is mud and straw in the fields. You can use the mud to make a stove and light a fire to decorate your home. From the age of 12 to 30 to the age of 3 or 4, they all love to play.

Jinbao's eyes lit up, but before leaving, he didn't forget to tell Jinhua: "Call us when the chestnuts are fried!"

Jinhua said "oh" and looked at Siniang. The two sisters thought to themselves, "You are now gone."

 The courtyard became quiet, and both adults and children breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Zhang looked at the dry sand and asked Mrs. He to get some oil. Mrs. He was shocked, "Do you want more oil? Isn't a little oil not enough for this big pot?"

Qin Yao quickly took out ten copper coins from her arms and asked Da Lang to buy half a catty of oil from Liu Guolang's house.

The young man's legs and feet were very good, so within a few minutes Dalang bought the oil back, and Mrs. Zhang poured it all into the pot to stir the sand evenly.

 Then pour in the chestnuts that have been cross-cut in advance, stir-fry and heat until the chestnuts are cooked.

Soon, a scent of fragrance wafted out, which made the surrounding dragons, phoenixes and golden flowers secretly swallow their saliva.

Qin Yao didn’t show it on her face, but she was actually looking forward to it in her heart.

Finally, with Zhang and He taking turns to stir-fry, the chestnuts were cooked. Although they were not stir-fried with iron sand, they still looked very good.

 Sand ensures that the chestnuts are heated evenly and will not be burnt, but the chestnut meat inside is cooked.

Mrs. Zhang shoveled a pot full of hot chestnuts and poured them into the bamboo basket. The weather was cold and the slightest blow made them cool. Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Qin Yao picked up the chestnuts, peeled them open and threw them into her mouth.

Take a bite, it's pink and glutinous, with a slight caramel sweetness.

Qin Yao raised her thumb and said, "It's delicious! Try it too. It's really no worse than what's sold in the county."

Although she has never eaten roasted chestnuts from the county, the taste of this bite is the same as in her memory.

Seeing this, everyone no longer restrained themselves. They each picked up the chestnuts and tasted them. The three younger ones were not very good at biting the shells, so they bit the shells together into their mouths. They ate the glutinous meat first and then spit out the shells.

He believes that as long as enough oil is added to anything, there will be nothing that is not delicious, let alone the chestnuts fried by himself.

　After taking a bite, it was indeed fragrant and sweet, one after another.

Mrs. Zhang looked at the happy faces of everyone in a funny way, scooped out all the chestnuts from the sand, sifted out the sand, put them in a bamboo basket, and wanted everyone to take them into the house to eat.

 But the feeling of eating in the house was not as good as in the courtyard. No one moved, they just gathered around the stove, eating one after another.

Mrs. Zhang saw it and had no choice but to let them go. She went into the house and found a straw mat to cover the bamboo basket to prevent the heat from dissipating soon.

Jinhua ate seven or eight in a row before she remembered to call Jinbao. Together with the twins, they each carried a bag full of roasted chestnuts before going out.

“He’s showing off again, just watch, he’ll come back with empty pockets soon.” Mrs. Qiu smiled helplessly at Qin Yao.

Qin Yao looked indifferent. Children also have social needs. "There are more. I still have half a pot at home. Let's stir-fry another pot after eating."

 Zhang and He, whose arms were sore, shivered immediately.

He was outspoken and said angrily: "Don't do it! I won't be able to hold a big spoon tomorrow and it will delay everyone in the factory from eating. Don't blame me!"