Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

Han Zhaozhao was amused by her grandmother's words: "Grandma, look at what you said, why don't you believe me?

When have I ever lied to you? (Maybe not before, but I may often do so in the future! The villain in Han Zhaozhao's heart secretly made a cross on his chest. Sin! Sin! I was forced to do so!)

Besides, why should I pick up cigarette butts? You don't smoke, so what's the point of me picking them up?

Instead of bending over, I might as well go out and pick up money on the street!"

"If you want to pick up money, you have to be lucky enough to do so. I don't see anyone losing money in the alley very often."

"God knows that it's useless to pick up too little, so he saves it for me, so that I can get a big one when the luck comes.

Grandma, this is good, we can have a good meal of meat at home!"

Han Zhaozhao was in a good mood and amused his grandmother, and the next sentence hinted to the old lady: Quickly clean it up and stew it, I want to eat meat!

After chatting and laughing with her granddaughter, the old lady became excited. Not only did the child want to eat the meat immediately, but she, as an adult, also felt greedy when she saw such a large piece of meat!

But I still couldn't help nagging the child: "Don't be fooled by its small size, this thing is very fierce! If you dare to fight with others, you will be beaten.

Did you pick up a trap set by someone?

Zhao Zhao, I have to tell you, this is not okay. Those who can set traps in the mountains are not ordinary people, so don't be tempted to provoke them.

Those people are often bloody, cruel and ruthless, and they have weapons in their hands. If they beat you up in the wilderness, you won’t have anywhere to seek justice.”

Han Zhaozhao was a little impatient: "Grandma, after all I've said, you're still imagining things! Is your granddaughter so unrefined? No matter how much I crave meat, I don't have the guts to touch something that belongs to someone else.

Grandma, let me tell you, I had a dream last night. I dreamed that you stewed a big pot of braised pork. When I woke up in the morning, my pillow was soaked with your saliva.

Today when I went up the mountain and chopped firewood, I kept thinking I could hear some piglets grunting.

I was wondering, where did the little pig come from on the mountain? Maybe I was hallucinating because I was thinking about the braised pork!

But I just couldn't continue working. Then I thought, what if my dream came true and God sent meat to my family?

If you don't take what is delivered to your door, wouldn't it be a waste of God's kindness? !

You know what? I found a stick and walked carefully towards the direction of the sound to take a look. Hoo! There really was a little wild boar!

I don't know if this little wild boar was chased by another animal or what, but it got frightened and dived into the yellow broom oak.

I don't know how it was so stupid, but the oak got stuck right into its eye. It was so stupid that it didn't even know how to pull it out and run away. It just stood there with its head down and its butt sticking out, humming.

I looked at it and thought, isn't this God sending food? I picked up the stick and hit it on the butt three times. When it struggled, the oak bark went straight into its brain and it died instantly.

Hahaha! I picked up a big hog badger for free! Hahaha! (Do you think my story is very perfect and reasonable?)"

Han Zhaozhao laughed triumphantly!

The old lady was indeed fooled by the story she made up. She looked through the scars on the hog badger's body and found that there was indeed only a deep hole on the eye that went straight to the brain. There was no other external injury.

She laughed and scolded: "You are blessed by God, you are so lucky!

Okay, go get your herbs while it’s still day, and have your grandmother skin and chop the meat quickly so that you can have stewed badger meat to eat in the evening.

But we are out of sugar, so we can’t make braised pork. Can I make you stewed pork with sauce?”

As the old lady spoke, she picked up a kitchen knife, picked up the badger and ran to the backyard.

Han Zhaozhao knew her grandma was going to skin the badger, and she didn't like the bloody sight, so she agreed: "Why would I want to braise it with red sauce when I have meat to eat? I don't mind boiling it in plain water!"

I continued to peel her Polygala core.

As night falls, the yard is filled with the rich aroma of cooking oil. When the oil is hot, the onions, ginger, garlic, and red peppers are added first. The aroma of the ingredients immediately rushes out of the kitchen and goes straight out of the yard.

The old lady took out a small jar of Northeastern farmer's soybean paste from somewhere, and scooped out two large spoonfuls of it, and put it into the pan to fry it. Wow, the smell is so addictive, and it must be the aroma of homemade soybean paste!

Han Zhaozhao couldn't continue the work in his hands. It felt like a little hand had grown in his stomach, scratching it again and again!

I could hardly stop drooling and it kept pouring out of my mouth.

"This smell is too tempting. I can't handle it. I quit!" She put away the reed mats in the yard, packed the herbs into baskets and put them under the porch to dry, then walked into the kitchen with a rolling pin.

The old lady teased her: "What's the matter, do you want to ruin the pot? Are you impatient? You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient. Keep calm, boil the tofu a thousand times and the meat a thousand times, pick the river water carefully and pick the firewood carefully!"

If you want to eat something delicious, don’t be impatient, you have to wait until it’s cooked. If you finally get to eat badger meat, you have to stew it until it’s so delicious that it makes your teeth fall apart?! "

Han Zhaozhao: "Grandma, this stewed badger meat is so delicious, it makes my mouth water!

Is this badger fat? How much badger oil can be extracted from it?"

Ignoring her grandmother's teasing, Han Zhaozhao changed the subject and said she was interested in badger oil.

"Don't tell me, you really found a treasure! The badgers have just finished gaining weight in the autumn to prepare for the winter, and they are the fattest now.

There is an old saying that seven pounds of badger can produce a pound of oil. Although this is a bit exaggerated, this badger is quite big, and I was able to produce four pounds of badger oil.

When you sell medicinal herbs, ask the pharmacy whether they accept badger oil and how much they charge per pound.

If the price is right, we will keep half and sell the other half. Otherwise, we have a small family and cannot use so much, so it would be a waste to leave it there, and others would have nowhere to find it if they want to use it.

There were about twenty pounds of meat. I stewed the head and hooves, and left about ten pounds of good meat from the hindquarters.

Add some salt and marinate it first, and save it for cooking later. Well, it’s enough for my mother and I to eat for three or four months.”

Han Zhaozhao was stunned: "What, you pickled it? You want to keep it for the whole winter?

Oh my dear, I was thinking about having a meatball dumpling tomorrow!

Isn’t this hopeless? "

The old lady smiled dotingly and rolled her eyes at her granddaughter: "What kind of family are we? You still want to eat a meatball dumpling?

Don’t be ungrateful. After eating this pot of stew, it will be good to have meat in your cooking in winter. Don’t think too much.

Zhaozhao, grandma tells you that the older generation said that how much a person eats and spends in his lifetime is limited and is something that is destined in his destiny.

You used to enjoy good things in the past, but when you get old, you can’t enjoy any good things anymore and you have to suffer.

Do you think it is better for life to be sweet first and then bitter, or bitter first and then sweet?

If I had to choose, it would definitely be better to suffer first and then enjoy the sweetness, because that way life will have a purpose!"

Han Zhaozhao complained in his heart: This is all nonsense!

Don’t think she doesn’t understand, this is how adults used to coax children!

Old cats sleep on top of the roof - this tradition has been passed down from generation to generation. I didn’t expect that most people actually believe it!

Humph, the dog pulled the rope - she didn't believe that!

Eat what you can eat, use what you can use. You can't just pluck the eyebrows - just focus on the present, and you can't put the good things aside and wait for them to go bad before eating them.

Not only does that waste salt, but the key is that eating too much pickled food will produce a large amount of nitrite and nitrosamine, which is not good for the body!

She has already reached her limit by being able to make do with pickled vegetables, but she can't bear to eat pickled meat.

But you can't tell the old lady these things, because she won't listen even if you tell her. What can you do? What else can you do? Old Zhao said: Just keep fooling around!

"Grandma, eat the meat quickly. I have a feeling that our family will have plenty of meat to eat this winter.

Don't leave it there. Not only will it waste salt, but if God sees that we are reluctant to eat it, what will we do if he doesn't send us meat? "