59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Chen Feng didn’t know about Yan Bugui’s situation yet, so he rested at his uncle’s house for a night.

"I told you to rest and we'll do it. Why are you getting up so early to cook?" Grandma said unhappily.

"Grandma, I want to, too, but I have nothing to do at night and go to bed really early. I really can't fall asleep in the morning."

Chen Feng smiled bitterly.

In my previous life, I didn’t want to get up in the morning.

Who would have thought that in this life, I would have to get up in the morning.

There is no other way. There is no Tomato.com on my mobile phone, no overbearing and greasy president, and no melodramatic Cinderella bombardment. I go to bed at eight or nine in the evening and wake up at five or six in the morning.

I couldn't even continue sleeping.

Dizziness!

With both hands, Ma Li used a spatula to turn the mutton in the pot. When he saw that it was almost cooked, he threw in the prepared green onions. The kitchen was suddenly filled with a strong aroma.

Zhou Fubo, who was making a fire, stood up and looked at the stir-fried lamb in the pot.

"Cousin, every time you come, we can eat meat."

Chen Feng smiled and asked, "Where is the meat I brought earlier?"

Zhou Fubo said depressedly: "My mother is reluctant to cook it normally. She always waits until the festival to eat it. The mutton you brought last time was not brought out until the New Year after you left, and only a little bit at a time."

At this point, he complained quietly: "During the Chinese New Year, my father gave a few pounds of meat to the teacher."

"this is necessary!"

Chen Feng said seriously: "The teachers in your school have a hard time too, you should send some meat over."

Zhou Dinghai washed the potatoes brought by Chen Feng outside the door and wiped them with a dry cloth.

"Cousin, do you want to cut this?"

"No, save this for stewing lamb at noon." Chen Feng smiled. When the two cousins ​​heard that they were going to stew lamb belly with potatoes at noon, their throats twitched noticeably.

My aunt fed the ducks with dried fish and cleaned the house before coming to the kitchen.

Seeing that my two sons had bulging mouths, I knew that they were “tasting the saltiness” again.

"Next time I see you two eating secretly, watch your hide."

"hey-hey."

"I don't dare anymore."

He said he didn't dare, but he actually dared.

When my aunt beat them, she just slapped their butts, unlike my uncle, who would definitely use real force.

The Chen family is different. The old man and the old lady are reluctant to take action, and they always call Chen Feng to come.

Chen Jianjun was only good at threatening with words, while Zhou Qing was "cruel and ruthless".

When my aunt saw that Chen Feng had prepared two mutton dishes early in the morning: stir-fried lamb tripe and braised lamb, she felt a little distressed.

They usually eat vegetarian dishes with a little shredded meat, and at most they allow fish without any restrictions.

However, Chen Feng brought a wild yellow sheep this time. Since Chen Feng is around, it doesn’t matter if he eats more meat.

But she just couldn't bear to watch it. It hurt her heart, so she had to run away again.

"Hahaha, my mother must be heartbroken again." Zhou Fubo laughed.

"Meat is for eating, why keep it?" Zhou Dinghai's words were very cool, but his voice was very soft. If Chen Feng didn't have sharp ears, he would have almost missed it.

"Okay, let's cook this red sea bream and breakfast will be ready!"

The seasonings that Chen Feng left at his uncle's house were only used up by his aunt and grandmother at the end of February.

This time he came, he brought enough ingredients from "home".

Onions, peppercorns, star anise, sugar, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, salt, cooking oil, MSG, cooking wine, rice vinegar, and ginger are all available.

He took out three bottles of peanut oil alone.

Otherwise, after he leaves, grandma will definitely be reluctant to add oil.

The grouper fish was given to Zhou's third uncle's house last night when Chen Feng brought ten kilograms of mutton and a bag of rice in the name of his biological father Chen Jianjun. His third uncle insisted that he bring it back.

Because we had roasted lamb last night, we didn't cook the fish.

"Dinghai, go to the dock and call back your father and grandfather." Chen Feng ordered.

"Okay." Zhou Dinghai took a reluctant look at the meat on the table and quickly ran towards the small pier at the entrance of the village.

Zhou Jing was at the dock, looking at the distant sky with his grandfather.

"It should be a good day today, so we can go fishing."

In addition to them, the old patriarch of the Zhou family and others were also present.

Fishing is a dangerous job.

The fishing boats in Zhoujiagou are not "big" steel wheels weighing several tons, but common small sampans.

Once encountering slightly larger waves, there is a risk of capsizing. Before the astronomical and meteorological observatory was built on a large scale to help fishermen with weather warnings when going out to sea, fishermen relied on the experience of the elderly to make judgments.

This also means that going out to sea involves huge risks.

Not only do they have to contend with the sea, they also have to contend with the weather.

"Grandpa, Dad, breakfast is ready. You can eat now." Zhou Dinghai started shouting loudly from hundreds of meters away.

"Okay, I'm back!"

Grandpa responded with a smile.

"Seventh Brother, let's go back first."

"Okay, let's go back too."

A group of old people wearing fish-skin clothes said with a smile.

In previous years, they would not go out to sea so early. The sea is still very cold now, and the heat consumption is very high. Once they fall into the water, it will be very dangerous and it is easy to run out of energy and have an accident.

However, now every family has one or two fish skin clothes made of hairtail, knife fish, etc., which are very warm.

"What did your cousin do this morning?"

"Grandpa, my cousin cooked three meat dishes and three vegetable dishes, and now he's making braised cod." Zhou Dinghai couldn't stop smiling.

"Well, your mother will be distressed again." Zhou Jing couldn't help laughing.

When they come back, the braised fish is ready and breakfast can start.

"White rice again."

Zhou Jing said happily.

"Hehe, the rice my cousin brought is so delicious." Zhou Fubo said happily.

"It's delicious, but remember where rice comes from!" Grandma tapped Zhou Fubao's forehead.

After the meal was prepared, the two cousins ​​ate it like starving ghosts.

Yesterday’s roast lamb was also delicious, but white rice + stir-fried lamb tripe, braised lamb, and braised cod fish were even better.

"They both have to go to school, we have to go to the village to repair the fishing boat, and your aunt has to mend the fishing nets. These things are urgent, so you have to go fishing by yourself."

Grandpa followed what the old man said and drank a cup of tiger bone and deer blood wine every day.

But he is different from the old man. The old man likes to eat and drink at night.

My grandfather thinks that drinking a cup in the morning can make him full of energy and help him work better.

"It's okay, I can do it alone and I won't fall into the sea." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Pah, pah, pah, don't say that." Auntie interrupted quickly. Seeing her two sons repeatedly picking up meat, she was furious: "You two should eat more rice and less meat."

"Mom, there are two big plates." Zhou Dinghai felt aggrieved.

"That's not enough for you!" My aunt picked up a large piece of cabbage with her chopsticks and put it on their bowls.

"After eating the cabbage, eat the meat."

Chen Feng almost laughed out loud.

The two of them were staring at the meat, no wonder my aunt got angry.

What a pity! In the future, it will be difficult to eat this kind of pure and natural vegetables!

Any dish sold on the roadside costs just over ten yuan, including shredded pork and Chinese cabbage.

"The vegetables cooked by my cousin are delicious too." Zhou Fubao was smart and knew to praise his own mother.

"Then eat more!"

My aunt picked up another piece of food with chopsticks for him.

Zhou Fubo really wanted to take back what he had just said.

Why do you talk so much!