The whole mountain is my hunting ground

When Li Baoyu and Ji Lin came in with their dogs, Wang Meilan didn't see Hua Xiaoer, and she wanted to ask at that time.

But at that time, Li Baoyu introduced Ji Lin to her, and Wang Meilan was busy greeting the guests, so she forgot about it.

At this time, she remembered it again. When she asked, she saw that Zhao Jun's face was wrong, and Wang Meilan couldn't help but feel a thump in her heart.

Zhao Jun was silent for two seconds before meeting Wang Meilan's gaze and said bitterly: "Mom... Hua Xiao'er, stay on the mountain."

Hearing Zhao Jun's words, Wang Meilan's eyes widened, and the next second she lowered her head. She made a fist with her left hand and pushed it on her nose and mouth. She heard a slap. Even with her head lowered, she could see her tears falling to the ground.

"Oh my God!" Zhao Jun was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward, put his arm around Wang Meilan's shoulders, and pulled his cuff with the other hand to wipe Wang Meilan's tears.

Wang Meilan pushed Zhao Jun's hand away and asked him, "Why is it missing?"

"Mom, come up to this room and I'll tell you." Zhao Jun helped Wang Meilan to his room, helped her sit down on the kang, and then briefly told Wang Meilan how she went to Yongxing Brigade.

After Zhao Jun finished speaking, Wang Meilan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said to Zhao Jun: "After dinner in the evening, you go to the second brother's house. You have to tell him."

"Yeah, Mom, I know." Zhao Jun understood what Wang Meilan meant, and also knew that Wang Meilan had been feeding Hua Xiao'er for the past three years at home. Dogs understand human nature, and people are not hard-hearted and have feelings.

"Okay, son, please rest for a while, and mom will cook for you." Wang Meilan said and went to the outhouse. The meat was soaked in cold water for a long time, and it was almost melted. She cut the meat into dices and put it in Go into cold water and soak in the bleeding water.

As long as it is red meat, whether it is made into dumplings or otherwise, the blood inside must be soaked out, otherwise it will taste fishy when eaten.

After soaking for a while, the blood water was clarified, and then the water was added with fresh water. After repeated several times, the water disappeared and turned red again. Wang Meilan used the sieve to fish out the diced meat, and used both hands to squeeze the diced meat into a ball and squeeze out the inside. water.

Place the four diced pork balls aside. Wang Meilan heats up the oil in a pan and sautés the chopped green onion until fragrant. Then put all the diced pork balls in and spread them with a spatula. Stir-fry continuously until the diced meat turns white, then add cold water. .

Wait for the water to boil, add two spoons of farmhouse miso, add less firewood and simmer slowly.

While the meat sauce was still cooking, Wang Meilan began to roll out the noodles. She rolled out the dough into a large sheet. Then she used the rolling pin with her right hand to lift up the dough. When the dough fell down, she repeatedly folded the dough to the width of her palm.

You must know that the dough will stick together when it touches the dough, so Wang Meilan sprinkled corn flour between the two sides of dough.

With corn noodles between them, the dough won't stick to each other.

Soon, a piece of dough the size of a tabletop turned into a thick long strip only as wide as the palm of your hand.

At this time, the meat sauce in the pot was ready. Wang Meilan opened the lid of the pot, took out the meat sauce and put it on a plate. Then clean the big pot, add water and more firewood, and prepare to boil water for noodles.

While the water was boiling, Wang Meilan began to cut the noodles. She cut from one end and made a long noodle.

Just listen to the "clang" sound of the knife falling on the panel. After Wang Meilan finished the last cut, she picked up all the noodles and shook them to shake off the corn noodles, and then put the noodles on the drawer curtain. As for the corn noodles, Wang Meilan put them all away and saved them for cooking porridge tomorrow morning.

At this time, the water was boiling, and Wang Meilan put the noodles into the pot.

Whether you are cooking dumplings or noodles, as long as the pot is covered, foam will rise when the water boils.

The moment the foam appeared on the edge of the pot, Wang Meilan opened the lid of the pot. The foam quickly receded and disappeared into the rolling boiling water.

After cooking for about three or four minutes, Wang Meilan picked the noodles into a large basin filled with cold water.

If it's summer, you can simmer the noodles with cold water a few times. That way the noodles will be cold, which is perfect for eating on a hot day.

But now that spring has just begun, and there are two young ones at home, Wang Meilan just put the noodles into the water, and after a while, she picked them into the bowl.

"Son, set the table, it's time to eat." Wang Meilan shouted towards the back room.

"Here we come, Mom." Zhao Jun hurriedly came out to carry bowls, plates, and chopsticks. At this time, the two young ones were already waiting at the dinner table.

Zhao Jun took a large bowl of noodles. It was a big bowl, but there wasn't much noodles in it. To eat this kind of noodles, you need to mix them. If there are too many small noodles in the bowl, you won’t be able to mix them.

Zhao Jun first used his chopsticks to light up the meat sauce and put it in his mouth to taste it. It felt that it was not salty, then he poured four spoonfuls of the meat sauce into the bowl, mixed it evenly, and handed it to Zhao Na who was waiting eagerly.

The younger sister had already been mixed, and the older sister could not be left behind. Zhao Jun mixed another bowl for Zhao Hong, and finally it was his turn.

But compared with his two sisters, Zhao Jun had to make Guier eat.

At this time, Wang Meilan came in and handed Zhao Jun two chopped green onions. Then she sat sideways by the kang and asked Zhao Jun: "Son, is it delicious?"

"Delicious!" Zhao Jun responded, took a green onion, turned it over and took a bite starting from the white onion, and then ate the noodles.

After taking two bites, Zhao Jun looked at Wang Meilan and asked, "Mom, are you eating too?"

"Mom, I'll eat it later, don't be in a hurry."

"Ah." Zhao Jun suddenly remembered something and continued to eat the noodles with his head down. His right hand still held the chopsticks to bring the noodles to his mouth. His left hand reached into the pocket of his cotton-padded jacket, took out a folded kraft paper envelope and threw it in the middle of the table.

"What is this?" Wang Meilan took the envelope and opened it. She couldn't help being shocked. She looked at Zhao Jun in surprise and asked, "Son, where did you get so much money?"

At this time, half of the noodles were in his mouth and half in his helmet. Zhao Jun sucked the noodles outside into his mouth and said vaguely while chewing: "The brigade gave me a prize for catching that tiger."

Saying that, Zhao Jun put his hand into his pocket again, and was about to show Wang Meilan the certificate, but at this moment he heard Wang Meilan say: "It just so happens that your dad wants to build a house for you. Mom is thinking of building a bigger house for you." , build it with five rooms.”

When Zhao Jun heard this, he couldn't help but blurt out: "What the hell?"

Zhao Jun was still surprised when he heard that his mother wanted to build a house for him.

In his previous life, Wang Meilan died of illness. In order to have a little wife, the heartless Zhao Youcai built a house for Zhao Jun, married him a daughter-in-law, and then kicked him out.

But in this life, Zhao Jun will never let tragedy happen again.

And now that my mother is still here, why are you thinking about building a house for yourself? Does this sound like a family separation?

Seeing Zhao Jun looking at her in surprise, Wang Meilan smiled and said: "You are already twenty-one today. It's time to get a wife. Your father has told me these days to build you a house. I will give it to you this year." Your marriage has been arranged."

At this point, Wang Meilan sighed, and then said: "Now that you are getting married, Mom will be relieved."

"No, no." The more he heard this, the more wrong he became. Zhao Jun didn't even bother to eat. He quickly put down his chopsticks and asked Wang Meilan, "Mom, am I not the only son you have?"