Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

Lin still went to the village head's house.

"Chickens? I threw them all away this morning, but there were still about ten alive. Why do you think of asking this?"

Mrs. Lin paused and said, "My chicken collapsed at noon. I remembered a folk remedy I'd heard of before, so I gave it some medicine and it seemed to be working, so I hurried to tell you."

The village head was terrified. "Don't bother with this. The Wu family came back this morning and said that Wu Laoer couldn't eat or drink. The doctor shook his head after seeing him. Several people in the city have died from eating sick chicken. Don't get involved. It's not worth it if you get sick."

Because so many people accidentally ate the disease, Lin wanted to try the effect of the folk remedy. The chickens at home had been fed with tetracycline, and only the headman's house in the village had any living sick chickens.

Seeing her insistence, the village head sighed helplessly and led her to the deep pit where the chickens were buried. The sick chickens were thrown into the pit.

Youxi took a shovel and shoveled the chicken out of the pit. The palm-sized chicken didn't even have the strength to struggle, and its fur was sparse and dirty, revealing its skin and flesh.

The village head didn't want to look any further: "What a sin."

A raised chicken can be sold for more than 200 wen. If it weren't for the chicken plague, who would have the heart to watch the chicks die?

"Uncle Village Chief, please remember this recipe..."

The village head waved his hand and said, "I feel uncomfortable when I see chickens now. If you want to treat it, I will give it to you. But don't let me take over again."

After saying that, he asked Youxi to put it in the bamboo basket.

Lin had no choice but to take it home.

"By the way, don't take them home to raise. There are two unused mud houses on the east side of the village. They're far from the neighbors. You can raise the chickens there."

Lin agreed.

Youxi led Lin over.

The houses in Xiahe Village are mainly concentrated on the west side, with the big locust tree as the center point. The closer to the big locust tree, the denser the houses are.

The place the headman mentioned was close to the edge of the village, and there were houses around it, but they were quite far apart.

From a distance, the area around the earthen house was flat, and the terrain seemed to be several feet higher than the surrounding area.

"Whose family owned these two rooms before?"

Youxi replied, "It used to be the village's threshing ground. The two rooms were used to store the tax grain. Later, because it was close to the mountain, animals would come down the mountain and steal the grain every year, so a new threshing ground was built and this place became empty."

Because it was used to store grain, the earthen house was built particularly solidly, but there was a lot of dust in the house and layers of spider webs.

Youxi picked up a shovel and cleaned the cobwebs on the roof skillfully.

The room is empty and will be much tidier after a little cleaning.

Lin put the chicken in the house, closed the door and went home.

The second wife's children are all in the fields. They have to finish planting the four acres of land before dark.

Xiao Liu came forward with great enthusiasm: "Mom, Xiao Chong can now stand up."

Lin had just washed her hands and pinched his little face: "Xiao Liu is really a good helper to your mother. I will steam some sausage for you tonight."

Xiaoliu's mouth immediately started to water: "It's time to eat sausages!!"

He had been craving the sausages for a few days after they had been dried in the sun, and now he could finally try what they tasted like.

Lin patted his little shoulder, told him to go out and play first, and turned to go to the inner room.

Cui Zhaozhao sat up from the kang and asked, "Grandpa, the village head, gave us all the chickens?"

Lin nodded helplessly. "Uncle Lizheng has lent us two rooms. I'll go feed them the medicine first. You prepare dinner at home. The sausages are dried in the sun, so we can steam them and have rice with them tonight."

Cui Zhaozhao nodded hurriedly, but was still a little worried.

"It's still early. I'll go with you and cook when we get back."

Cui Jingwen put down his pen and said, "I'll go with my mother. You prepare the meal at home." He blinked at her twice.

Zhaozhao Shopping Mall has all kinds of food and daily necessities, and she can even sneak some contraband into the food when she cooks.

"Let your eldest brother accompany me."

Lin also blinked repeatedly.

Cui Zhaozhao held his forehead and said, "Okay, it seems everyone wants to eat something good."

Lin chose one of the folk remedies. The rice vinegar, white wine and garlic used in the recipe are all available on the market.

After Lin and Cui Jingwen left, Cui Zhaozhao began to prepare dinner.

First, go to the yard and bring the sausages back into the house. The moisture in the sausages has been completely dried, and the oil in the diced fat has seeped into the casing. The surface of the sausages is shiny with oil, which makes people drool just by looking at it.

Five pounds of meat can be made into thirty sausages. Cui Zhaozhao wrapped twenty of them. Of the remaining ten sausages, he would eat five at home tonight and share the remaining five with Old Lady Cui and Erlang and the others.

While Xiaoliu was not at home, I secretly bought potatoes, onions, mushrooms, bamboo shoots, and carrots at the mall and chopped them all into small pieces.

After adding diced carrots, the color immediately becomes vivid.

When stir-fried with lard, the aroma was fragrant. Cui Zhaozhao poured a circle of the delicious mushrooms bought from the mall, and the flavor of the mushrooms was even more intense.

After frying until cooked, Cui Zhaozhao scooped a ladle of water into the pot, put the washed raw rice into the pot and simmered them together, and finally spread the sliced sausage on the rice.

Potato and onion peels were thrown into the stove to destroy the body.

Xiaoliu took Dahei out for a walk, and before they even entered the house, his saliva was already flowing.

It smells good.

The pork ribs my mother stewed before were never as delicious as this one.

Dahei couldn't help it either, he stretched out his tongue and licked the fragrance in the air frantically. It was a wonderful smell he had never smelled in his life as a dog.

Xiaoliu sniffed and followed the smell to his home.

As soon as you open your mouth, saliva starts to flow.

"Is it the smell of sausage? It smells so good..."

Cui Zhaozhao was almost overwhelmed by the aroma. Whether it was the sausage or the side dishes, every one of them was her favorite food. Just smelling it made her hungry.

But the rice is not cooked yet.

Cui Zhaozhao helped him wipe his saliva: "The rice in the pot will take another half a quarter of an hour to cook, just bear with it for now."

After she finished speaking, her stomach growled uncontrollably, and Xiaoliu's stomach immediately started to growl as well, as if to join in the conversation.

When Lin came back, she saw a big and a small boy sitting head to head in front of the stove with their eyes wide open.

"I can smell the aroma of rice at the door. Is it not cooked yet?"

Cui Zhaozhao swallowed his saliva and said, "Let it simmer for another five minutes."

Lin went back to the room to change clothes, came out and lifted the lid of the pot to take a look. The rice was already steamed. Cui Zhaozhao added just the right amount of water, and each grain of rice was distinct.

"It's ready to eat. If you cook it any further, the bottom will become mushy."

Lin leaned against the bottom of the pot and used a wooden spatula to flip the rice up. There was a layer of golden rice crust on the rice, and the aroma of burnt rice filled the air.

No wonder I could smell the fragrance from outside. At a glance, there were at least five or six kinds of dishes.

After the three children lined up to wash their hands, Lin had already served the stewed rice and piled it loosely in a basin to cool it down.

The rice has absorbed the oil and is shiny.

Lin scooped two spoonfuls for Xiaoliu, and spread it out on a plate for fear that he would eat too quickly.

"Eat slowly and don't choke."

Xiaoliu couldn't wait to pick up a piece of bacon. The steamed bacon was bright red and transparent white, like a flower.

After chewing twice, he stopped moving.

Lin tilted her head to look over: "What's wrong? Is the sausage bad?"

After saying that, I tried a piece and found that it was not bad.