In the book, I was fed by my sister

Once back in the yard, the two adults turned their attention back to eating.

In this land, eating is a big deal, and those small talk and chatting are just to kill the empty and boring time.

Song Li was very satisfied that the two of them focused on food. In her eyes, food is the most important thing.

She had been on the run since she could remember. She could vaguely remember what her parents looked like, but more often she remembered her sister's expression as she worried about the next meal after finishing one.

Although she became powerful and had no problem with food and clothing, she still yearned for the various delicacies that people talked about before the end of the world.

"Grandma Gu, are you thirsty from walking so far? Have some white cucumber." Song Ran scooped up a juicy white cucumber from the water scoop, broke it into three pieces, and handed one piece to Grandma Gu and Song Li respectively.

The cucumbers soaked in water are cool and one bite will quench your thirst instantly.

Song Li held a piece of white cucumber in her hands, like a little hamster: it was sweet because of her special ability.

"Hey, Ran'er, your cucumbers are really sweet. Where did you get them?"

"Did you forget? I transplanted the seedlings from your place. Go to my small vegetable garden and take a look. If there are any ripe melons, you can pick some. It's refreshing to eat them cold in this weather."

Grandma Gu nodded and said, "Then I won't be polite. What are you going to do this afternoon? I'll help you."

"Roast the fish, stir-fry the water chestnuts, and make a cold cucumber salad." Song Ran said as he processed the fish that had lost half of its scales.

"Then I'll help you mix the cucumber." Grandma Gu washed the Chinese dogwood (spicy), onion, ginger, and garlic and put them in a small bowl. She then smashed the cucumber and sprinkled some salt in to kill the water.

"Should the water chestnut be sliced ​​or shredded?"

Song Ran was processing the internal organs, and he looked up and replied, "Cut them into long strips and kill them with salt."

While Grandma Gu was sprinkling salt on the water chestnut strips, Song Ran had already cleaned the fish.

Cut off the fins and tail, and cut patterns on both sides of the fish body.

Put rapeseed oil mixed with a little lard in the pot. When the oil starts to smoke, put the fish in. The oil in the pot will immediately splash around.

Grandma Gu pulled Song Li, who was holding up her little head, to the side and said to Song Ran, who was in an orderly manner, "Shiqiao's cooking skills have not been lost at all. The cooking skills of the wives and girls in the village can compare with yours."

"My cooking skills are far from my father's." Song Ran said as he put the fish fried on both sides until golden brown on a plate.

When Song Shiqiao was alive, he worked as a kitchen helper in a restaurant in the city. Song Ran learned 70% to 80% of his cooking skills.

When Song Ran was about to get married, many people from not only the village but also the city came to look at him.

Everyone wants to marry a daughter-in-law with good cooking skills so that the meals will be much better in the future.

Leave some oil in the pot and Song Ran adds chopped green onion, minced ginger and minced garlic.

The hot oil meets the spices, and the small kitchen is instantly fragrant. Then pour in the secret sauce prepared in advance and add two bowls of water.

As the pot was bubbling, Song Ran put in the fried fish. The aroma of meat immediately filled the air, attracting the nearby wild cats to lie on the wall of the Song family's yard in groups of three or four.

"Oh, Ran'er, with your craftsmanship, I wonder which family will be lucky enough to marry you in the future." Grandma Gu sighed as she smelled the fragrance. When she mentioned Song Ran's marriage, she remembered what happened yesterday. "You went to the city yesterday morning, and Zhu Yongbiao's sister was guarding the gate of your house and telling lies to Xiao Li'er, so you beat her with a stick. This person really doesn't remember to be beaten."

"There's also this matter! What did Xiaoguai say to you?"

"Oh, what else could it be? Xiao Li'er, don't believe it. There is no good person in the Zhu family. Zhu Ximei is stupid and was instigated to be a lobbyist. Zhu Yongbiao is a wicked man with a lot of bad intentions. His two wives have died. He is unlucky. Your sister will be unlucky if she marries him."

Song Li nodded: "That person is bad, and he beat me."

Song Li's words made Grandma Gu so angry that her teeth itched. "Ran'er, I think Xiao Li'er is almost well now. You don't have to run to the city every other day. How about taking the land back and planting it yourself next year? Cut off your relationship with his family as soon as possible, so that they won't keep thinking about you."

The family still has land?! Song Li's eyes lit up when she heard this.

The Song family owns quite a bit of land.

Apart from the initial land distribution in the village, Song Shiqiao had work to do in the city and bought a lot of things with the money he saved.

Both the couple passed away, and Song Ran had to take care of Song Li alone and couldn't leave. It took him half a day to go to the city to get medicine, and he had to stay for two hours to boil the medicine.

So he gave the land to the Zhu family to help, and part of the grain harvested each year was given to the court, and the rest was divided between the two families.

Song Li understood the past through what Grandma Gu said. She was still worried that her elder sister would sell the family land for her illness. After all, her elder sister even kept the eggs to sell for money. "Sister, I think what Grandma Gu said makes sense. If we grow our own crops, we will have more food, and we won't have to keep eggs in the future."

Song Ran smoothed her hair and lifted the lid of the pot to see what was inside. The moment the lid was lifted, the steam that came out made her look foggy.

She was thinking, can she manage 30 mu of rice fields by herself? Her family's rice fields yield about one dan per mu, and unless there is a natural disaster, the court will collect three-tenths of it, and the fixed annual payment is about nine dan of rice.

If they could take back the rice fields, they could harvest twenty shi of rice every year, and after eating what the two sisters eat, there would still be more than half left.

But what others valued when they took back the land to cultivate was the rice harvest. If she took back the rice fields, the remaining 15 acres of land would also have to be returned to them.

Thirty acres of land, fifteen acres of land, that work would require a whole family to do, and even when her parents were alive, she had to hire people to do the work.

"My family doesn't have much land, so I'll help you out when the time comes." Grandma Gu understood Song Ran's hesitation, "When the grain is harvested, your family can hire a few men to help. It won't cost much for a few days of work."

"Sister, I can help too!" Song Li said, raising her hand.

"Puchi." Song Ran was amused by Song Li's adult appearance. "Okay, I'll make it clear to the Zhu family after the autumn harvest this year." Not only does it cost money to hire people, but she also has to prepare money to buy seeds for her first year of farming.

Song Ran looked up at the mountains outside the window. In the remaining six months, she had to go into the mountains more often and try to save money to buy seeds.

The wooden stick in the stove hole was pulled out and pressed into the ash trough, leaving the red-hot charcoal in the stove hole to slowly cook the fish in the pot.

Taking advantage of this time, he set up a small iron pan and fried the water chestnuts. The salted water chestnuts became soft, and Song Ran rinsed them with water twice to remove the salt.

Heat the oil in the pan, add the spicy cornel and garlic cloves, and then pour in the drained water chestnuts. When the water chestnuts change color, pour in a little soy sauce to color them, and finally add a little salt.

"Grandma Gu, add some more firewood to the big pot, and the fish can be served."

There are many people here today, so Song Ran uses a small bamboo bucket to steam rice, and the steamed rice has a fresh bamboo fragrance.

The water chestnuts are crispy and tender, and the spicy taste from the dogwood and the fatty aroma of lard make them perfect with rice.

The braised fish is spicy and fresh, with the torn fish meat and the burnt fish skin. It is no exaggeration to say that this dish is "burnt on the outside and tender on the inside". The fish roe in the fish belly dipped in the sauce is extremely fragrant.

"I'm afraid that even the chefs at Xunzhenlou in the city don't have your skills." Grandma Gu had never been to Xunzhenlou, but she had lived for decades and had eaten at many banquets. She had only tasted a chef who could cook this kind of food at the banquet hosted by Song Shiqiao.

Song Li buried her little face in the bowl. She had also tasted the delicacies that everyone talked about in the apocalypse - the larvae of killer bees and the follicles of mutant fish.

Now think about that really awful and disgusting food.

Two wild cats were guarding under the table, sweeping the legs of the three people with their tails, and finally they got the clean fish skeleton.

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Grandma Gu stood in front of the vegetable garden fence and said, "Ran'er, you take good care of the vegetables."

Song Ran wiped the water stains on his hands onto his apron and walked towards the vegetable garden. The fence of the vegetable garden was made of bamboo poles, which was as high as his chest. If he didn't get closer, he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside. "Oh, it really is!"

This is strange, could it be that these vegetables are buried under the weeds?

"You don't know what you planted?"

"Xiaoguai just took care of it. Before, there were so many weeds that I couldn't even step foot. This is the first time I've seen these fruits and vegetables."

In the small vegetable garden are the water chestnuts and white cucumbers that we just ate.

The pumpkin vines that she had always thought would not bear fruit had now grown fist-sized fruits, which she could pick and stir-fry in a few days. The purple melons (eggplants) in the corners had also begun to bloom, and it was estimated that fruits would be visible in a few days.

It turns out that her vegetable garden is growing so well?