The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

After a night of nothing to say, I woke up early in the morning and saw a world covered in silver. The snow on the ground was more than a foot thick, and the snow did not stop all night.

After getting up early in the morning and washing up, Yang Dongxu first went to the kitchen to turn on the stove.

Both Yang Dongxu and Zhou Ya came back. In order to add some popularity and fireworks to the house in the old house, Yang's mother said that they would eat breakfast in the courtyard.

It happened that the house on the street was not far from the old house, and it was only two steps away in the morning.

Have buns for breakfast. The buns were wrapped last night. There is no need to put them in the refrigerator in this weather. After wrapping them, just cover them with something and put them in the kitchen.

First turn on the stove to boil water, put hot air in the steamer, wait for the water in the pot to boil, take it out of the steamer and put the buns in it. Grandpa, grandma and uncle's family will also come to have breakfast.

So I steamed more than 20 cages. The stove was originally used for steaming steamed buns. There are three football-sized holes on the top of the iron stove. You can put the steamer on top of the underground water. The more than 20 cages are divided into three pillars and it is not too high.

In addition to the stove for steaming buns, Yang Dongxu turned on two other stoves. On the second stove sat a deep, barrel-like pot. It's the same as some breakfast vendors' pots of porridge and soup.

There are some lo mei cooked in the pot, such as dried tofu, peeled eggs, meatballs, pig's trotters and pig's head meat.

The base soup of the marinated pot is made by my younger sister Dandan Nongjiale, so it is full of flavor and the food is very delicious.

Every day, you just need to add seasonings, salt and water to ensure the taste of the soup is enough. You can throw in any food you want to marinate. For example, there are a few big beef stick bones in it at this time.

Grandpa, grandma, Mr. Xuan and father-in-law are old after all, even for someone with good teeth like Mr. Xuan, eating meat is a bit troublesome.

So this year I got such a stewed pot, I put any meat I want to eat directly into the stew, and the meat is stewed until it is so rotten that it can be eaten without teeth.

A few beef stick bones are prepared for Dongjie and Xiao Wenchen, and of course Yang Dongxu, a carnivore, is indispensable.

The stewed meat stove uses briquettes, not steamed buns but firewood. The fire cannot be cut off under the stewed meat pot, so it is most suitable to use a coal stove. Block the air inlet of the coal stove the night before, and the pot can maintain a certain temperature overnight.

The way to steam buns needs to be fast, so when you get up in the morning, it is faster to burn firewood directly.

The third stove is also a coal stove, and a deep barrel-shaped iron pot sits on it. Chicken soup is simmering in it. The authentic old hen soup contains two old hens.

It's not the simplified version of chicken soup boiled on chicken racks bought in some snack bars to save costs.

The chicken soup was almost boiled last night, and then sat on the coal stove to keep a little temperature and simmered all night. Now it can be drunk as long as the stove is turned on and grilled.

This is not for drinking directly, but for egg soup. In Wan Province, this is called sprinkle soup, which means breaking an egg in a soup bowl, stirring it well with chopsticks, scooping the boiled chicken soup with a spoon, and drinking it like this.

If you like coriander, put coriander, if you like dried shrimp, put some dried shrimp in it, or add a little pepper, and put nothing else.

Eating steamed stuffed buns and drinking such a bowl of soup in the winter morning, the taste is indescribable.

The three stoves were all set up. Yang Dongxu couldn't go out for a run because of the snow, so Yang Dongxu first cleared a piece of land in the yard to punch and move his body away.

When he got up, Zhou Ya also got up to cook porridge. She had a lighter taste in the morning, so she was going to cook some porridge and rice. Sometimes Zhuo Qing'er drank porridge, and sometimes she liked to drink soup, so she cooked more.

At this time, Mama Yang also came to help. After a while, Father Yang and Uncle also came over to help sweep the snow with the wooden poles on their shoulders.

The courtyard of the old house is too large, so I don’t care about other things. Just clean the snow on the way in and out and the yard in front of the main house, and leave the other places alone.

Porridge is not porridge, so it took more than half an hour, and when the steamed buns on the stove were finished, the porridge was also cooked. Then he yelled and started to eat.

Others didn't touch the things in the marinated pot, but Yang Dongxu and the two tall children happily gnawed on a beef stick bone, and they didn't dislike it in the early morning.

Then, Mr. Xuan ate a few pieces of fat and tender pork head meat. Others either drink soup or porridge, and then eat steamed buns to be full.

"Mom, let's make some vegetarian stuffed dumplings tonight and eat them tomorrow morning. I'm going to gain weight again if I start eating meat in the morning." Zhuo Qing'er said to the mutton buns in front of him.

Obviously her stomach was already full, but the mutton stuffed buns were so delicious, so she couldn't help but eat two more, and within a few days after she came back, she felt that her face was starting to get meaty.

"What's wrong with eating fat? You were too thin before." Yang Ma said with a smile.

In the eyes of the elders, children have to eat fat to be healthy, and when they saw Zhuo Qing'er who was a little thin in order to maintain her figure. Yang's mother kept asking if Yang Dongxu abused her and refused to give him food.

Compared with Zhuo Qing'er's thinness, Zhou Ya made Yang's mother very satisfied. In fact, it is not only men who get fat with age, women also get fat.

But Zhou Ya can't be considered fat, but a round and rich state. The body shape and temperament at this time are somewhat similar to Jiang Shan who sang "Water Town in Dream".

It feels very friendly when you smile. You don't need to hold the shelf, just sitting there, the elegant and dignified feeling is ready to come out.

"Don't be too fat. I'm a fashion designer. If you're too fat, it will affect the customer's senses when designing for customers." Zhuo Qing'er stuffed a steamed stuffed bun into her mouth, and left the dining table with great perseverance.

In fact, she also likes soup in the morning, but she can't resist the delicious mutton stuffed buns in the morning. Coupled with a bowl of chicken soup full of vitality, I probably won't be able to gain ten catties this year.

So she chose to drink porridge like Zhou Ya. Others drink too much porridge and sprinkle soup, and change the taste occasionally. She drank porridge purely because she didn't want to gain weight.

"Wen Chen, have you eaten yet?"

A group of children ran into the yard. Children in rural areas are very sensible no matter how they go to school. For example, if they came to play with Dongjie and Wenchen now, and saw that the Yang family was eating, they just yelled in the yard and didn't go to the dining table.

"Da Mao, have you eaten? Come and have some?" Yang Dongxu asked.

"Eat uncle."

"Come, come, come and chew your bones." Mama Yang got up and greeted the children in the yard.

"I've really eaten big grandma, Xiao Wenchen, hurry up and play in the snow, we'll wait for you over there." Da Mao replied with a smile, and then saw the wooden pole that had just been removed from the snow in the corridor next to him, "Grandpa, Then your family will use me to build a snowman."

"Just play next to it, don't go to Zhaizihao, and be careful not to slip in." Father Yang said quickly, watching several children resisting the wooden lift.

"No, grandpa, we're not stupid. Let's go, let's build a snowman."

"Let's go." A group of little kids yelled, and they started to yell at the snowman with their sticks on their shoulders.

"I'm stuffed."

"I'm full too."

Dong Jie and Xiao Wenchen, who had been enjoying their meals, couldn't sit still as if they had nails on their buttocks.

"After eating the bones, who will eat the half-eaten ones?" The aunt slapped Dong Jie on the back of the head unceremoniously.

Zhou Ya glanced at Xiao Wenchen, and Xiao Wenchen, who was happily about to run away, immediately froze.

Looking back, I saw that the bones in my position were clean. After finishing a bowl of soup and a basket of steamed buns, I breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "I'm done."

After realizing that Zhou Ya looked away, he didn't immediately run to play, but turned his head to look at Yang Dongjie, "Hurry up, uncle."

"Here we come, here we come." Yang Dongjie gnawed a few pieces of meat off the bones in his hands, and straightened his neck to swallow.

Throwing the bone casually to the big dog who had been circling around him impatiently for a long time, the two of them washed their hands and wiped their faces first, and then started to run sideways.

A group of children over there have already piled up the belly of the snowman below, and are holding the wooden paddle to make it firmer, preparing to build the head of the snowman.

"I'll use the carrot as a nose for the snowman." Xiao Wenchen shouted.

"Get a few more, there's a lot of snow here, let's pile up a few more." Dong Jie waved his hand to signal him to get it quickly, while he took the wooden pole from a kid and ran to a place farther away Push the snow over.

When the two children ran out, Zhuo Qing'er followed them with more interest, and then Zhou Ya also went there.

The matter of collecting the bowls was handed over to my mother and aunt Yang Dongxu and soon slipped away.

"ah"

After a while, Zhuo Qing'er screamed from outside. Originally, she wanted to build a snowman with the children and saw how beautiful the bamboo forest was, so she went to play in it.

Many bamboos were bent over by the snow above, and they were indeed beautifully covered in silver. As a result, as soon as he walked in, Yang Dongxu kicked the bamboo next to him, turned his head and ran away.

Zhuo Qing'er, who was startled by the falling snow, screamed, and began to chase Yang Dongxu from behind, gnashing his teeth.

When the children saw the fun, they all ran to the bamboo forest. Some kicked the bamboo to deceive people, but slipped on their feet and fell directly to deceive themselves.

After a while, a group of children who originally made snowmen became snowball fights. Among them, Yang Dongxu is the most powerful, the wooden pole in his hand is dancing vigorously.

Others fight snowballs by throwing snow in a ball, but he fights snowballs by picking up the snow with one hoe and one tree, throwing it out directly so as not to anger the enemy or us, and the taunting skill is fully used.

So soon he became a public enemy, being chased and beaten by two adults, Zhuo Qing'er and Zhou Ya, as well as a group of half-grown children and little kids.

"How old is he? I have children, and I'm still like a little boy." Seeing her son being besieged by a group of people, who was very embarrassed, Mama Yang snorted.

If it weren't for the son already having a son, there would be a daughter-in-law beside him.

She must have rushed over with a bamboo stick, so that Yang Dongxu could recall his childhood well.

But even though he was humming, the corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile.