Rural Dad

"Show me your military medal."

Zhao Jiang looked at Zhao Han and said.

"Dad." Zhao Han handed over the medal.

Zhao Jiang took it carefully with both hands.

Zhao Han was a little amused: "Dad, you don't need to be so careful, it's just a medal, I have several more in my box."

"You're talking nonsense! This is the honor you earned with your life! The country gave it to you!" Zhao Jiang glared at him, carefully stroked the smooth medal, and sighed for a long time and said: "You must have suffered a lot."

Zhao Han was stunned and a little at a loss. Adults are most afraid of their parents' sudden concern and greetings.

Outsiders will only see your brilliance and bless you, only family members will care about whether you are tired.

"You kid, your father is asking you, why don't you say anything." Zhao Hai urged.

Zhao Han came back to his senses, took a deep breath and smiled: "It's hard to be a soldier."

"Keep it, this will be passed down from generation to generation in our Zhao family." Zhao Jiang closed the medal box and returned it to Zhao Han, his face full of pride.

Although he felt sorry for his son's suffering over the years.

But the old father didn't say it, but he was sincerely proud of his son's achievements.

This is his son!

Zhao Hai suddenly remembered something, slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "Oh, my cow is still at the entrance of the village, don't eat other people's vegetables, I'm leaving first."

If he ate someone's vegetables, there would definitely be a quarrel, that's how it is in the countryside.

"Bye, Grandpa." Guoguo and Xingxing shouted in unison.

"Bye, Xingxing, bye, Guoguo." Zhao Hai turned his head and waved as he ran out, shouting: "Xiaohan, bring the two children to my house for dinner tomorrow night."

"Okay." Zhao Han agreed.

Zhao Jiang turned and walked inside: "I'll go cook."

Zhao Han rushed into the house first: "Dad, I'll cook today, you play with Guoguo and the others."

"Okay, come on, Guoguo, grandpa will weave grasshoppers for you with grass." Zhao Jiang opened his arms to hug Guoguo.

Xingxing shouted: "I want one too, I want one too."

"All, all." Zhao Jiang smiled.

Zhao Han looked at this scene, as if he saw the scene when he was a child pestering his father to weave grasshoppers.

In the blink of an eye, his children have grown up.

Although his father can still weave grasshoppers, he is old.

Shaking his head, Zhao Han went into the kitchen, which is actually a stove installed in the main room.

In the city's words, it is an open kitchen.

Remove the scales, gills and internal organs of the fish, then slice the fish into thin slices, cut the fish bones into pieces, marinate the fish and bones with scallion, ginger and cooking wine to remove the fishy smell, then pick out the scallion and ginger, and add a little starch to coat.

Then pick a few homemade pickled cabbages from the jar that have never been stepped on.

Cut the pickled cabbage into sections and stir-fry it in a pan. After it is fragrant, add water and a little sour water from the jar, and then add salt and chicken essence to season. After the soup boils, add the fish bones, remove them after cooking, and then add the fish fillets and cook them on low heat.

After the fish fillets are cooked, remove them and put them on a plate, sprinkle them with chopped garlic, heat some hot oil and pour them on. With a sizzling sound, the garlic fragrance spreads instantly, and finally sprinkle them with chopped green onions.

The fish meat is milky white, the chopped green onions are green, and the soup is thick and shiny, which makes people salivate.

A pot of Sichuan-style pickled fish with good color, fragrance and taste is ready. Because there are so many fish, there is no need to cook other dishes. It is enough for four people.

"Dad, call Guoguo and Xingxing to eat."

Zhao Han shouted to the outside.

Soon, Guoguo and Xingxing each held a swaying grasshopper in their hands and ran in, showing off: "Dad, look, this is the grasshopper that grandpa made for us, and it can move."

This is made of young palm leaves. There are many palm trees in Sichuan Province, and the leaves are usually used by villagers as ropes to tie things.

"Grandpa also made it for me when I was a child. What you play with are all the leftovers from my play. What's there to show off." Zhao Han said without raising his head.

Guoguo pouted a little, but when her eyes fell on the pickled fish, her eyes lit up again, and she almost fell on the table: "Is this the fish that dad caught today? It smells so good, dad is so awesome!"

"You also contributed to this fish. You helped dad catch it." Zhao Han said with a smile.

Guoguo narrowed his eyes into crescents and jumped up and down: "Then I'm as good as my dad."

"Humph! You just caught an earthworm, but I caught a fish." Xingxing looked proud.

Guoguo made a face at him: "Then I can eat it too, Lululu, you're going to make your brother mad."

"Okay, okay, my two little ancestors, stop making trouble. Come, grandpa will wash your hands for you, and then you can eat." Zhao Jiang came over with a basin of hot water.

The two children rushed over to wash their hands.

After washing their hands, they couldn't wait toGo eat.

"Be careful, there are bones in the fish, dad will help you pick them out." Zhao Han said.

Xingxing said: "I can do it myself, dad, you just help my sister pick out the bones, she is so stupid."

"Brother is stupid." Guoguo was angry.

Zhao Han put a piece of fish in Guoguo's small bowl: "Okay, eat quickly, don't pay attention to your brother."

"Yeah, Guoguo is obedient, Guoguo is a good child, dad." Guoguo looked like he was begging for praise.

Zhao Han was a little helpless: "Yes, yes, Guoguo is the best, okay, eat quickly, okay."

Guoguo ate a piece of fish with a smile, and his eyes narrowed: "Woo woo~ It's delicious."

Zhao Han also tasted a piece. The fish was tender and elastic in the mouth. It broke again with a light bite. The garlic fragrance and sourness bloomed between the lips and teeth, which was appetizing and delicious.

"Guoguo picks vegetables for grandpa." Guoguo was like a little adult, lying on the table to pick vegetables for Zhao Jiang.

Xingxing was not to be outdone: "Xingxing also picked vegetables for grandpa, and Xingxing picked more."

"Guoguo picked more than his brother." Guoguo's strange desire to win appeared, and he continued to pick vegetables for Zhao Jiang.

The two children competed to pick vegetables for Zhao Jiang.

"Enough, enough, grandpa picks it himself." Zhao Jiang looked at the full bowl of fish and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Zhao Han scolded: "Sit down and eat obediently, children should behave like children."

The two little brats sat down obediently.

"Eat quickly, after eating, dad will take you to the orchard to play in the afternoon." Zhao Han's tone softened.

"Yeah!" The two children wanted to jump up again, but Zhao Han glared at them, and they shrank their heads and sat back.

When they were having lunch happily at Zhao Han's house.

Wang Kui in the orchard was almost exhausted.

After all, after he opened the breeding farm, he hired people to work when he made some money. When did he do the work himself?

But he didn't dare to be lazy yet. He had to work harder to finish the work today. He didn't want to come again tomorrow.

"What a sin! What a sin!!!"

Looking at the new blisters on his hands, Wang Kui held the sickle and shouted to the sky with a face full of grief and indignation.