In the 1970s, I Became the Vicious Female Supporting Role in the Period Novels

Chapter 108 What happened to the mother’s legs?

At ten o'clock at noon, a large pot was set up on the wheat field. The master chef put the blanched mutton on the chopping board. He carefully removed the meat and threw several large bones into the pot to continue cooking. , a large basin of onions and **** was also poured in.

The master sliced ​​half of the meat and kept the other half for dinner. If he picked out some good meat, put it in a bowl and put it aside. He listened to Shen Meng's advice and found someone to crush the finely chopped sheep bones with a stone mortar. Crush it, add stick noodles and onion, **** and radish to make radish bone paste balls.

He originally thought that Zhenping's wife was talking nonsense, but for Lu Zhenping's sake, he still tried it, but he didn't expect that it really worked.

Put the chopped cabbage, radish and vermicelli into the pot, and finally throw in the sliced ​​mutton. After the pot boils, thicken the soup and pour a spoonful of sesame oil. The mutton soup smells really fragrant. .

This big iron pot was used for big pot rice in the past. One pot was enough for the people in the village. As for who had more meat in the bowl and who had less meat in the bowl, he couldn't guarantee it.

I was notified early today that I was going to the wheat field to drink mutton soup at noon today, so after work, everyone came to the wheat field with their own bowls and basins.

The master chef saw that it was almost done and poured the chopped garlic sprouts into the pot.

"The mutton soup is good! Everyone is queuing up to get rice!"

The person who came early stretched his head to look at the iron pot, then turned around excitedly and said to the people behind him: "You can see at a glance that it is all meat, and it is very thick. You can add some vegetables when you go home, and you will be full." What a satisfying meal!”

As soon as the person in front shouted, the people waiting behind became even more anxious, and they all wanted to take a look, but they arrived late, so they could only queue at the back.

When Lu Zhenping and Shen Meng arrived, the master shouted to them.

"Zhenping is here. Come here quickly. I have left a bowl of blanched mutton for your family. They are all good. You can have two more meals later, hahaha!"

Before Lu Zhenping could speak, the man at the head of the queue stopped in front of Lu Zhenping.

"Ahem, what do you mean? What is given to the production team belongs to the collective. How can we take it back? Isn't this cutting off the tail of socialism?"

"Scorpion, get out of here. This mutton was given to you by Ren Zhenping. What if you just take some of it back? How can you still blame others after you eat their food?"

"Don't you understand? He's just jealous of me. He's such a lazy bear. He always knows when he's lying dead at home and when he's been on the ground. But he's very capable. He's jealous."

"That's right, how can you say that to others? Besides, I didn't take much. If it were me, I would take some back. Such old meat was given away for no reason. I only had a few bites. Think about it. Are you excited?"

"It's true to say that, but what the leper said is not unreasonable. The mutton has been given to the production team. It belongs to the production team, collectively and everyone. If you take some of it back, it's really not worth it. It’s appropriate, Zhenping, why don’t you stop asking for it and just pour this bowl of meat into the pot to save others from gossiping.”

The master chef also had a cold face. These gossips didn't want to force Lu Zhenping to pour the bowl of meat into the pot so that he could have one more bite.

Haha, he had to take a closer look. Those people were gossiping, and when they were making mutton soup, they were not allowed to eat a piece of meat. He had been cooking for so many years, and he was very skilled in the art of making rice. He asked Whoever has more meat in his bowl will have more meat. He thought those people would not be able to eat it, and those people would not be able to take a bite. Shen Mengchao silently rolled his eyes at the person who said he had put the meat into the pot. He was probably not using a provocative method!

"Everyone be quiet, who is talking nonsense here? I asked the master to keep this bowl of meat, just for the Zhenping family. Hehehehe, he has only been home for a few days, and he can let everyone eat meat. It's so cold Oh my god, take a sip of mutton soup and your whole body will be warm. After eating, lie down and go to work in the afternoon to earn work points. If you have to look for trouble, if anyone is dissatisfied, then don’t eat it and go away with your job. , Humph, those who gossip don’t think about it properly. If you feel uncomfortable just because of a bowl of meat, will there be a future? If you get something good next time, will you still be thinking of you? A rat spoils a pot, so if you don't want to eat it, leprechaun, get out of here!"

Lu Debang was very angry. As soon as he and Zhang Hong came over, he heard the commotion in the wheat field. He thought they were grateful to Ren Zhenping for his selfless dedication to everyone, but he didn't expect to hear such sarcastic remarks.

When the leper saw that it was the village chief and party secretary, he quickly shrank his neck and stepped aside, but his gurgling eyes were still staring at Lu Zhenping and his wife.

The latter didn't even look at him, he just stood at the head with the sand basin. After the master filled the mutton soup for him, he gestured to Shen Meng, took the bowl of meat and left. Wei didn't say anything and just walked away gracefully.

That group of people looked at each other a little bit.

Zhang Hongfa let out a "hum" and raised his hand to the master chef, who held a huge spoon and started to serve the people in line.

Those who had a lot of meat in their bowls were extremely happy and happily returned home with their bowls or sand basins in their hands. As for those who couldn't see the meat even after stirring, they were naturally unhappy and went directly to the master.

His anger finally found a place to vent.

"What are you calling me? I divided such a big pot of mutton soup ladle by ladle. Do I know which ones have meat and which ones don't? When I served you the soup, I didn't shake the spoon. You know it yourself." "

The master's words made the caller feel confused, wasn't that the case? How can I feel comfortable when I see such old meat in other people's bowls?

The master didn't care about them. He was sure that even if they were crazy, they wouldn't think of the unique skill of beating rice with a spoon.

As soon as Lu Zhenping and Shen Meng arrived at the door of their house, they saw the Lu family walking toward the threshing floor with bowls and basins. Lu Jiasheng greeted them happily. Liu Sanjin didn't even look at them. She was angry in her heart. Well, I thought that even if I handed over the sheep, why couldn't I keep some for the family? I didn't think about my parents at all.

Mingyang and Mingliang's four children were all waiting in the main room. There were baskets of sesame pancakes beside them. They were so fragrant that they didn't even get started, so they were just waiting for this bowl of mutton soup.

Shen Meng took a sip and tasted it first, then frowned. The taste was bland and had a slight fishy smell, so it wasn't very tasty.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to the kitchen to get some seasoning."

She walked slowly towards the kitchen. Behind her, Liangming looked at her back for a while and then said: "Is my mother's leg injured? Why does she look uncomfortable when walking!"

Chen Meng's face turned red when she heard this, she staggered and almost fell down.

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