Chapter 30 Pickled Eggs

Sister Mei said, "Two pig trotters are nothing. If you tell me one day in advance, I can get them."

"Thank you, sister." Lin Qinghe nodded.

The two were reserved for a while, and Lin Qinghe talked about the kerosene again. Sister Mei asked her to come over tomorrow and bring it back together. Seeing that there was a customer at the counter of Sister Mei, they said goodbye.

Lin Qinghe was not in a hurry to go back, covered the basket with the tablecloth at the bottom of the basket, and went around a lot to buy some chili, dried ginger, garlic, etc., before heading home.

Almost at Zhoujiatun, Lin Qinghe poured out the eggs from the space, and took out three kilograms. As for the meat, there was no more.

That's for tomorrow.

But I still got two white buns out. The three children haven't eaten meat for several days, so they have to eat something meat.

In fact, this is her standard. If you look at the standard of the village, the three big brothers are undoubtedly living in a jar of honey.

Eggs are eaten every day, and from time to time there are white rabbit toffee, apples, pears, and red dates.

If this is still wronged, how can it be bad?

However, Lin Qinghe did not have this self-consciousness.

When he got home, Lin Qinghe told Mother Zhou about the pig's feet, saying that he would tell her a day or two in advance when he needed it.

Mother Zhou saw that she really had a way of life, and she felt a lot of emotion in her heart. As expected, she knew how to eat.

Looking into her basket, Lin Qinghe was naturally not afraid of her, so she took out two white bread directly.

"White Bread" Dawa and Erwa's eyes lit up.

In recent days, the three babies who have had a lot of ghosts and spirits ran up immediately, shouting to eat, eat.

Although he hadn't eaten this white bread for a while, he still had the impression that it was delicious.

"The big baby took it in and cut it in half with a knife, remember, you are the eldest brother, you must be fair and just." Lin Qinghe gave the two big buns to the big baby and said.

Da Wa said, "Of course I will be fair and just"

Erwa was worried about him, and followed him into the kitchen.

It's just cutting a bun, and it's six years old after the new year. It's not a big deal, so Lin Qinghe can naturally give it to him.

The eldest baby cut it up, gave half to the second baby, and half to the third baby, but worried that the third baby would eat all the oil and was difficult to wash, so he didn't give it to him, but took it out in a bowl and gave it to his mother.

"The other half is for you." Lin Qinghe said after taking the bowl and spoon and feeding it to Sanwa.

Zhou's mother just wanted to say no, when Lin Qinghe hugged Sanwa with a bowl and went back to the main room to eat, it was too cold outside.

"Try it, this white bread is delicious," Zhou Dawa gave it to him and said.

"Xiang" Tuesday baby also nodded.

Zhou's mother continued with the steamed buns, which are both eggs and meat, and white bread, which would be strange if it was not fragrant.

Seeing that my daughter-in-law really doesn't mind what she eats, Zhou's mother eats it too, not to mention the fragrance that makes her tongue almost swallow.

"Mother, do you want to stay for dinner at noon?" Lin Qinghe asked.

"No, I'll go home when you come back." Mother Zhou said.

"Big baby and second baby, I will send you off." Lin Qinghe said.

"Let's go, we'll take you back." Dawa Erwa said.

Mother Zhou was also sent back by their brothers, and there was not much left and right, and the brothers were dressed much warmer this year.

And she has seen it all. There is a lot of firewood in the house. I am not afraid that it will not be burned this winter. There is also the sweater on the big baby, and the second baby has already knitted half.

There are still some wool balls at home, and it seems that Sanwa also has a share.

Back home, Mother Zhou asked Dawa and Erwa and the two brothers to go back, and Mother Zhou went back to the old house with them.

Father Zhou was dozing off, and when he saw her coming back, he said, "Why are you back?"

"The fourth family has arrived home, and I'm still staying there to work." Mother Zhou said.

Father Zhou moved his nose and said, "What is it?"

"I ate half a white bread over there." Mother Zhou said.

There is still meat at home, but when he thinks of white bread, even Father Zhou can't help but miss it.

He had eaten white bread once in his life, and the taste was something he would never forget in his life, and he still remembers it to this day.

"I want to eat it." Mother Zhou laughed when she saw what he was thinking.

"What to eat, the third child is about to give birth, don't worry, keep it for her to eat." Father Zhou waved his hand and said.

Now these days are much better than before, and the whole family is consummated again. He is satisfied. As for the white bread, if he doesn't eat it, it will not be good.

But she didn't want to go home here, so Erwa said to his mother, "Mother, eat, grandpa hasn't eaten yet."

Grandpa is usually very nice to them.

The big baby also nodded, "Before we were hungry, grandpa would ask our family to eat something."

It's not delicious, but it fills the stomach.

Because the original owner didn't pay attention, they always went to their grandfather when they were hungry, so they still remember these things.

Lin Qinghe also understood, and said, "Tomorrow, if my mother goes to buy meat, I will bring back some white bread. You can bring it to your grandfather to eat, but you have to give it to your grandfather quietly and watch him eat it."

"Okay." Dawa and Erwa both nodded.

Lin Qinghe smiled and patted their heads, "It's all good."

The big baby and the second baby have bright eyes.

"What do you want for lunch?" Lin Qinghe asked.

"Eat egg dumplings." Da Wa said.

Erwa nodded.

This was packed last night, and it's not a problem to leave it overnight in this weather.

So Lin Qinghe crops cooked dumplings for them, and the dumpling soup also added some shrimp skins, which tasted very good.

Now that there is nothing to do at home every day, Lin Qinghe just wants to pickle some salted eggs.

She can do this, and she still uses the local method, which she learned from her grandmother before, and it is very oily.

She marinated a small jar of salted eggs, not many, about two pounds, she took some out from the space, and brought back from outside today.

When marinating eggs, you have to add some white wine in, and the marinating time will take a month. If you marinate them now, you can take them out and eat them next month.

Naturally, Dawa Erwa and his brothers also asked Dawa Erwa to help with the pickled eggs. For example, the work of brushing the eggs was left to their brothers.

She wasn't going to be spoiled.

But after washing the eggs, she immediately rinsed their hands with warm water, smeared antifreeze vanishing cream, and sent them to the kang to eat apples.

Put the jar of pickled eggs in the corner, and she also came over to the kang to squeeze a piece with their brothers, but she was knitting sweaters.

At this temperature, and there is enough firewood at home, she doesn't need to use it anymore, and the kang is on fire, which is very warm.

However, there is no fruit in the supply and marketing cooperative, and it will be relatively dry to burn on the kang, so eat more moisturizing fruits such as fruit.