Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

She couldn't tell the difference between the real and fake, but she still felt very satisfied. Ancient forgeries, as long as they are old enough, made by famous artists, and passed down to this day, can also be considered precious cultural relics!

My grandma is amazing! In just a few days, she has brought back so many good things. It seems that her grandma is a mouse spirit or a gray fairy in the world. The old lady is really good at saving things!

Looking through the grain jar, I found that her grandmother had not touched anything. The rice, flour and dry goods were neatly arranged. It was obvious that the old lady had been getting by on her own again.

Han Zhaozhao went to the kitchen and rummaged through the cupboards. Sure enough, not only were there no fewer eggs, but there were more than a dozen more. Could it be that the old lady hadn't been willing to eat a single egg since she left?

"Ah! This little old lady, I don't know why she saves money. I don't need this bite of food!"

Han Zhaozhao's heart seemed to be burning with a blazing flame. The impulse was like a surging wave, making her eager to tell the old lady the amazing secret that she held the space in her hands.

However, at this moment, a sudden whirlwind rose up from her side without warning, like a ferocious beast opening its huge mouth, ruthlessly blowing away her neat hair, raising dust all over the sky, and mercilessly captivating her bright and lively eyes.

"Is this God's way of telling me that I can't say it?!"

She screamed, closed her eyes, frowned, and muttered to herself.

Then, she struggled to open her eyes a little, squinted her eyes and walked into the space, quickly picked up a bottle of eye drops, and carefully dripped them into her eyes, trying to wash away the annoying dust and discomfort.

As soon as the cool eye drops touched her eyeballs, they brought a sense of relief, but more importantly, they gradually calmed her anxious heart.

When she finished cleaning her eyes, she regained her sanity and clarity.

She knew very well that a secret could only be called a secret if fewer people knew about it!

Confucius said: If a ruler is not discreet, he will lose his ministers; if a minister is not discreet, he will lose his life; if a few matters are not discreet, harm will come. Therefore, a gentleman is cautious and keeps to himself.

Hide your wisdom to keep secrets, and be careful with your words to avoid disaster!

Don't reveal things lightly, so that you can have long-term peace!

Leaking secrets hurts others and yourself!

These words appeared in her mind, and she remembered clearly that this was what her husband in her previous life repeatedly emphasized that she must remember.

Thinking of this, Han Zhaozhao couldn't help but take a deep breath and secretly warned himself that he must keep this shocking secret of space and never let anyone know the mystery.

Being good to one's relatives is not just about being honest with each other. She can also work harder to take good care of the old lady in her life.

Sometimes, we keep secrets to protect ourselves, and sometimes, we keep secrets to protect our loved ones.

Relatives not only have their own weaknesses, but they are also her weaknesses! After her last life, she knew the huge psychological pressure of hiding secrets in her heart.

There was a time when she was too tired and talked in her sleep. Fortunately, her husband was by her side at the time.

When she heard the news, she was very scared and was in a trance for a long time, almost driving herself mentally ill.

Alas, this kind of pressure should be borne by her alone! It would be better for her to be an ordinary old lady, eat well, drink well, go to bed on time, and spend her later years in a relaxed and happy way!

She believes she can do it!

She first took a nice flower petal bath in the space, then took off all her clothes, put them in the washing machine to wash and dry them, and then Han Zhaozhao went into the kitchen to cook.

She decided to show off her culinary skills tonight and cook a big meal to reward her grandmother. Who told her to save food? She wanted to teach her a lesson. The more she saved, the more money she would spend on her!

Before cooking, there is one more thing to do.

She put the large water tank in the kitchen into a space and went to the backyard to pour the water into the vegetable garden to water the vegetables.

There are only three kinds of green vegetables left in the vegetable garden: garlic, spinach and coriander. Watering them is just the right way to make them green again.

She even cleaned the water tank again and fed the chickens before returning to the kitchen to fill the space with water.

Light the fire and boil a kettle of water to fill the thermos, so that her grandmother will have hot water to drink when she gets home from get off work.

She first killed a wild duck, plucked its feathers and cleaned its internal organs, then stir-fried it in a hot pan to bring out the aroma, then stewed it with scallions, ginger, peppercorns and star anise, and soaked a handful of pine mushrooms that her aunt had brought for her.

There are many dishes today, so I won’t add any other side dishes, so that the old lady can have a good meal of pure meat.

Place a steaming rack on the big pot, put the Daokou roast chicken on a plate and heat it in water, and these are the two meat dishes.

By the way, Han Zhaozhao was afraid that the old lady’s stomach would not be able to bear eating meat alone, so he found some shredded beans to soak, took out a piece of pork weighing about five pounds from the space, cut off half a pound, and cut it into shreds. He would then stir-fry the shredded pork with dried beans later.

I peeled another potato, the sound of the knife making a continuous "bang bang bang" sound, and then I fried a vegetarian dish of spicy and sour potato shreds.

Finally, Han Zhaozhao made a spinach and egg soup! After the soup was done, he steamed six white flour buns. The old lady had never tasted the new wheat grown in the space, so this time she would let her eat her fill!

The food was ready and kept warm in the pot. Han Zhaozhao went into the house and started filling up the luggage bag he had brought back.

The honey produced in the space was put into a five-jin jar, the dried dates in the space were put into a bag, and there were dried pheasant and wild boar meat, and the eggs laid by the ducks in the space were pickled into salted duck eggs and she took out thirty of them.

She stopped only when she saw that the zipper of the big backpack could no longer be closed.

Alas, there are so many good things in the space, and it is really rare to have the opportunity to get them home through a clear path.

Oh, she remembered that there were still more than thirty rabbit skins in the space!

I found a small bag to pack it up and pretend it was brought back from Heilongjiang Province, and sewed a pair of leather pants for her grandmother to wear to prevent her injured legs from getting cold in the winter.

After everything was done, Han Zhaozhao giggled, it was such a good thing that her grandma was illiterate!

All the letters to and from the Northeast had to go through her own hands, and she had the final say on the contents of the letters. Now, she was very good at making something out of nothing!

"Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao, oh my, my precious granddaughter is back? Grandma missed me so much!"

The old lady had a torn bag tucked under her armpit. As she entered the yard, she smelled the aroma of meat. She knew it must be her granddaughter who came back, and she was so happy!

Die couldn't help putting down the cloth bag and pocket in his hand and ran directly to the kitchen. Seeing his granddaughter cleaning the kitchen chopping board, he stretched out his hand to pinch her little face and kept saying that he missed her so much.

Han Zhaozhao also missed her grandmother. It was the first time in her life that the two of them had been separated for such a long time. They pinched her face, touched her head, held hands, and were affectionate for a long time before she managed to suppress the warmth she was feeling.

When the lid of the pot was opened and the food was served on the table, the old lady was speechless again.

"Zhao Zhao, we won't celebrate it anymore, why are you cooking so many meat dishes?

Oh, no, these are all fresh. You just got home, where did you get the meat and chicken?"

She could still bear the smell of meat, but when she saw the greasy stewed duck and the shiny roast chicken in the pot, the old lady couldn't control her saliva. Her mouth turned into a spray can while she spoke. She felt a little embarrassed and annoyed.