Guangdan found some chicken grass from the edge of the field. After feeding the chicks, he lazily lay down on a bamboo chair in the yard.

Erya put the basket on her back on the ground, looked left and right beside the wooden basin, and finally, not giving up, she reached out and touched the big head of the fish.

"Second sister, can you fillet fish?" The bald little boy asked slowly, supporting his chin with his hands.

"What, fish fillets? What the hell?" Erya retracted her little claws in confusion.

Guangdan waved his hands: "Forget it, forget it, I'll go find my mother later."

Looking at the twelve-year-old girl in front of him, although she was usually very aggressive, he felt that she was just a child and was worried that she might hurt her hand.

After saying that, he got up and went to the kitchen.

He took half a head of pickled cabbage from the pickle jar in the corner and put it in a wooden basin. Then he carried the small wooden basin and started washing it in the yard.

"Aren't there still pickled vegetables?" Erya asked in confusion when she saw his action.

"I'll make you a delicious meal tonight!" Guangdan said, and then he saw Xiao Erya cut open the fish's belly with a knife without blinking.

Well, she is indeed Ms. Cuihua’s daughter!

After preparing all the ingredients with Erya, we waited for Fang Cuihua to come home.

Today Fang Cuihua and Cao Lian were planting beans on the ridge of their field.

There is a saying in Linjia Village that growing beans can easily fertilize the fields, so beans are planted in every corner of the fields.

When I got home in the evening, I was caught by Guangdan.

The brother and sister, one bringing water and the other handing over a hemp rag, were so enthusiastic that Fang Cuihua felt that Guangdan was up to something again.

After being pulled into the kitchen by Guangdan, he saw the big fat fish on the chopping board at a glance.

"Why isn't it stewed yet?" Fang Cuihua rolled up her sleeves, took a few steps forward and prepared to chop the fish with a knife.

Guangdan quickly followed and pulled his mother's sleeve and whispered, "Mom! Wait, can you help me cut off the fish meat first?"

Fang Cuihua stopped what she was doing and looked back and forth between the fish and the egg with some confusion.

Finally, unable to bear the expectant eyes of the children, Guangdan successfully separated the fish meat, fish head and fish bones with the help of gestures.

After chopping the fish bones, Erya started to fry the fish bones in the pan. According to what Guangdan said before, she fry the fish bones on both sides until they were golden brown, and then added hot water and pickled cabbage.

On the other side, Fang Cuihua had no time to pay attention to Erya. Instead, she carefully cut the fish meat with a knife as Guangdan said.

Looking at the fish fillets as thin as a cicada's wing made by his mother, Guangdan was very impressed.

Of course, Fang Cuihua was also very proud of her craftsmanship and boasted about it to Guangdan.

When the fish soup in the pot turned milky white, Erya remembered the seasonings next to it and hurriedly added ginger and garlic.

The only pity is that there are no pickled peppers, but this kind of sauerkraut fish is not spicy and tastes very delicious.

Finally, the cut and marinated fish slices were put into the boiling fish soup, and the mother and her two children in front of the stove all began to swallow their saliva.

"I think this looks better than crucian carp and tofu soup." Erya took a sip and swallowed.

Fang Cuihua even took a small spoon and scooped up a mouthful of fish soup and drank it in one gulp. She felt hot and coughed for a long time.

"Mom, we need to eat fish." Guangdan reminded her with sparkling eyes.

As soon as these words came out, Erya took the spoon from Fang Cuihua's hand and scooped into the pot.

Then there were three pieces of fish missing from the pot.

After eating and savoring the food for a few seconds, Guangdan sighed deeply.

"Hey, this is food! Isn't it delicious!"

Erya's eyes lit up and she nodded in agreement.

Fang Cuihua squinted at her second son, and after thinking for a while, she couldn't help but ask, "How do you know how to do it?"

Guangdan paused, then pointed at his head and said smugly, "That's what I was thinking about. This fish. I heard from the teacher that people in this city still eat raw fish! They eat fish slices like this, raw."

This is not a lie. Sashimi is a way of eating left over from the previous dynasty, but it is rarely tried in the countryside.

Fang Cuihua thought about it and agreed. She had also heard of sashimi when she was a child at home, but she didn't expect that the word "egg" could be associated with anything else.

It turns out that people’s brains are different. Thinking of this, I reached out and touched the bald little head.

I have to tell Danniu this tonight, never hit children on the head in the future, Guangdan’s head is very precious!

Guangdan: Actually, you are the only one in your family who beats your children!

The Lin family doesn't beat children!

Although Lin Daniu has an unpleasant temper, he never uses violence. Beating children or women has nothing to do with him.

At night, everyone saw a large earthenware basin filled with delicate fish fillets, while grandma saw the oil spots on the fish fillets.

She knew that Guangdan had scooped up her oil again!

The old lady's face suddenly darkened. Guangdan took out a small bowl and scooped a small bowl of pickled fish for the grandmother without saying a word.

"Grandma, try this. This is something your grandson made especially for you. It uses the pickled cabbage you pickled yourself. The pickled cabbage you pickled tastes so good!"

Without saying anything, he just started praising.

Who can stand being praised? Not my grandma!

But when the old lady saw so much fish in her bowl, she immediately refused to eat!

He snatched the bowl and chopsticks from Guangdan's hand, muttering, "I can do it myself. You little brat has no sense. You gave me so much food!"

As he spoke, he started to scoop food from the empty bowl beside him, until only a few slices of pickled cabbage and a piece of fish were left.

"Okay, okay! Milk!" Guangdan was really helpless!

In the end, grandma was seen hesitating between grandpa and eldest brother, but she still handed the bowl to grandpa.

As expected, the eldest grandson and the old man must still be the old man!

The others at the other table had already started slurping their food.

Even the two-year-old Yaya was fed two bites of fish meat without bones by Cao Lian.

"This fish is delicious tonight." After a burst of slurping, Lin Daniu wiped his mouth, with a look of aftertaste on his face.

"Right, Dad, you think it tastes good too? Dad, I'm not the one praising you, it's really because grandma pickled the sauerkraut well!"

Guangdan was sincere in what he said. Although every farming household pickled sauerkraut, Grandma Lin's skill in pickling sauerkraut was well-known in Linjia Village.

There is another saying here, that is, pickling sauerkraut depends on your hands. Some people’s hands are just not good at pickling sauerkraut, while some people’s hands are delicious.

Same vegetable, same salt, same steps, but the pickled sauerkraut tastes different.

There is no doubt that the most important ingredient for today’s successful pickled fish is grandma’s pickled cabbage.

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