Back To Qiqi Farming To Raise Children

Xu Shiyan's family stayed here until 7:30, and Xu Haiyuan and Xu Jinping's brother and sister were both sleepy, so Xu Chenghou let them go.

Before leaving the house, Xu Chenghou whispered to his son and daughter-in-law not to hit the children.

Children, it's normal to be greedy. Today, the two children also suffered, and it's uncomfortable. Don't beat them when you go back.

He made Xu Shiyan speechless, led the children home, and scolded the two children with a straight face.

The girl was timid, and she was so scolded by her father that she shed tears. Xu Haiyuan was probably also afraid, so she stood there obediently and did not dare to speak up.

After Xu Shiyan trained the children, he asked the two children to relieve themselves quickly, lest they really pee on the kang when they sleep at night.

When the two babies came back after peeing, they took off their clothes and entered the bed, and fell asleep after a while.

Around eleven o'clock, Su Anying even specially asked the two children to get up to pee, but both said they didn't pee.

As a result, just after twelve o'clock, Xu Haiyuan crawled out of his bed and stabbed Xu Shiyan. "Dad, I peed on the kang."

When Xu Shiyan heard this, he quickly turned on the light, and saw that his son's quilt was all wet. It's a big splash of urine.

Before Xu Shiyan could say anything, the girl over there also got up, "Dad, I want to pee."

Without saying a word, Xu Shiyan picked up his daughter and ran to the outside room. The son's quilt can only be handed over to his daughter-in-law.

When Xu Shiyan came back with his daughter in his arms, Su Anying had already pulled out the quilt that her son had peed on and threw it aside, and made another quilt.

"I wonder if you two will dare to eat so many canned food in the future? There are countless things to eat.

Xu Haiyuan, you are only six years old, and you are still peeing on the kang, is it embarrassing? "

While cleaning up her son, Su Anying deliberately buried her son.

Xu Haiyuan is a very shameless child. When his mother said that, his little face couldn't hold back anymore, and he was about to cry with his mouth puckered.

"Do you dare to cry tonight? Believe it or not?"

Su Anying stared, frightened Xu Haiyuan to hold back her tears in a daze.

"Okay, okay, don't make them cry in the middle of the night.

The key is that there are two younger ones, wake them up, and you won't have to sleep tonight. "

Xu Shiyan had no choice but to act as a peacemaker, holding his daughter and son in his arms and coaxing them to sleep.

"Father, I won't eat so much again." Xu Haiyuan murmured while lying in his father's arms with his eyes closed.

This child has a very strong self-esteem, and he can really remember such a shameful thing for many years when he wets the bed at such an age and is scolded by his mother.

"Well, well, go to sleep, go to bed quickly, there are still things at home to be busy tomorrow, you have to help Dad with work."

Xu Shiyan patted his son's back and coaxed him to sleep.

After the new year, every household began to get busy.

To sweep the house on the twenty-fourth, Xu Shiyan took his son, tied the new broom to a stick, and lifted it up to sweep the dust on the wall.

How old is Xu Haiyuan, and when he lifts it up for a while, his arm becomes sore.

But this baby was stubborn, his arms were sore and he didn't stop, he gritted his teeth and continued until he was so tired that he couldn't even lift his arms.

Twenty-five pasted windows.

The windows of Xu's house are double-layered. At the beginning of winter, Su Anying cut strips of newspaper and pasted the window slits. At this time, there is no need to paste it again.

So today, I made tofu at home.

Su Anying soaked some soybeans in advance, and asked Xu Shiyan to go to the mill to push the water mill early in the morning on the twenty-fifth day.

When Xu Shiyan came back from pushing the mill, the old couple and Xu Shiqin also came over, and quickly poured the bean foam into the pot and brought it to a boil.

Xu Chenghou is the best at making tofu. Don't look at him before, he knows a lot of crafts.

The boiled bean foam is wrapped, and the soy milk is filtered out to save some tofu. The bean dregs can be fed to pigs.

Xu Chenghou scooped out a ladle of soy milk, and asked Su Anying to find something to pack, put some sugar, and give it to Xu Haiyuan and his sister.

This time, the two brothers and sisters had learned their lesson, and they didn't drink too much, no matter how delicious they were. They each drank a small bowl, and the rest, Xu Shiqin, picked up the bottom line.

Scoop out some more, put it on plaster and let it stand, and it will become tofu brain.

Cook a marinade for a while, then get some pickles, pancakes and so on, and breakfast will be there.

Tofu here is made with brine.

It is said that tofu is ordered in brine, and one thing is one thing. Sure enough, as soon as the brine was stirred in, the soy milk turned into flocs.

In a wooden square plate with eyes that can leak, a coarse cloth is laid, and then the flocs that have been bitten with brine are scooped in.

When it is full, cover it with cloth, cover it with a wooden board, and put a stone on it.

Wait until the moisture inside is almost controlled, the tofu is formed, and then just pull it out.

Over there, Su Anying baked green onion pancakes in another pan, and used a horse ladle to marinate them on the stove.

Put the ordered tofu brain into a bowl, put some chopped green onion, pickled vegetables and so on.

Scoop a spoonful of marinade, and serve with the charred scallion pancakes. This morning meal is not to mention how delicious it is.

After breakfast, it happened that the tofu was almost ready, so Xu Chenghou and Xu Shiyan worked together to put the tofu on another square plate.

Bai Shengsheng's trembling tofu looks particularly appetizing.

Xu Chenghou took a knife and divided the tofu into large pieces.

"Let's keep half of it for ourselves. You can send some to the Han family, and then give some to the master of the sixth child. It's the Chinese New Year, that's what it means."

When making tofu during the Chinese New Year, relatives and friends will get some points.

Donggang is a rural area, and many people would make a pack of tofu for Chinese New Year.

Canchang and Songjianghe are no good. They are both workers. They don’t farm their own land, and they can’t make tofu without beans.

That's why Xu Chenghou said, send some from house to house.

Keep these at home, pull some of them with cold water, put them in a cool place, and eat them slowly for a few days.

The other part is simply cut into small pieces and frozen outside to form lumps of frozen tofu.

After the tofu is frozen, it is full of small eyes, and the stewed Chinese cabbage is left. The frozen tofu absorbs the taste of the soup and is extraordinarily delicious.

Xu Shiyan put a few pieces of tofu in a basin, first gave them to the Han family, and then sent some to Master Qin and Guo Shouye.

Master Qin was also very happy to see Xu Shiyan, and told Xu Shiyan to let Xu Shiqin go for a while.

The money for the medical subsidy came down, and Xu Shiqin had to come over and sign to receive it.

Xu Shiyan thanked Master Qin before riding home.

Twenty-five makes tofu, twenty-six is ​​naturally butchering pigs.

Xu Shiyan didn't raise pigs this year. Su Anying lived on the mountain for half a year, and then came back to have a baby. How could she have the time to raise pigs?

Zhou Guilan, on the other hand, caught two little pigs at the beginning of spring, which was pretty good.

After raising it for a year, it weighs less than 200 catties. It happened to kill one for the Chinese New Year, and save the other for spring.

If everyone comes to help butcher pigs at home, it must be a treat, and authentic pig-killing dishes must be available.

The people who helped these people ate deliciously, but in the end they drank all of them staggeringly.

On the twenty-seventh day, Xu Shiyan caught two sheep from the farm and came back to kill them.

The ewes in the breeding farm keep the milk they produce to make milk tofu to feed the sables, and the rams can only eat meat when they grow up.

Today's life is better, two sheep are killed during the Chinese New Year, and they are eaten in different ways.

When it was twenty-eight, steamed buns began.

Zhou Guilan showed her unique skills, steaming several pots of various jujube steamed buns.

He stared straight at Xu Haiyuan and Xu Jinping, brother and sister, never seen so many jujube steamed buns before, they are so beautiful.