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Chapter 873. My mother-in-law cant eat and my father-in-law cant drink.(2/2)

Li Dayong walked quickly to his yard because he saw the lights on at home!

Li Dayong and Li Baoyu ignored the dog that showed kindness to them and walked all the way to the door of the room. They saw the door being pushed open from the inside. When Li Dayong was about to speak, he saw that it was Zhao Ling.

"Brother Li!" Zhao Ling waved to Li Dayong. When Li Dayong entered the house, he saw Jin Xiaomei fishing for vegetables in a big basin!

"What is this?" Li Dayong frowned, looking at the large pot of beef stewed with radish, he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

Because he knew that the meat used to stew radish was usually either badger meat or beef. But at this time, he had just returned from outside and his nose was cold. Li Dayong could only smell the aroma of meat, but could not tell what kind of meat it was.

"Come on, brothers and sisters." Jin Xiaomei handed the spoon in her hand to Zhao Ling, then called Li Dayong and Li Baoyu aside and said to them, "I have something to tell you two."

"What's going on?" Li Dayong's eyes widened. At this time, he had already realized that something was wrong.

Jin Xiaomei raised her hand and pointed to the east and said, "Our eldest brother is back."

"Ah?" Li Dayong asked anxiously: "Why are you back?"

"Um..." Jin Xiaomei had already organized her words and said, "They walked to the southern land today, and they ended up grazing cows with their tongues open..."

"Ah!" Before Jin Xiaomei could finish speaking, Li Dayong interrupted: "My eldest brother went there by sledge and came back by sledge, so he came back early? Huh? That's not right!"

As he said that, Li Dayong looked over and muttered: "Then what kind of meat is this?"

Yes, if the wild boar meat is stewed with vegetables, pickled cabbage is used here. The black pig meat is all cooked and braised.

To say that this is badger meat, Li Dayong thinks it is impossible. His eldest brother led twelve dogs up the mountain and made a nest of badgers?

"Don't interrupt!" Jin Xiaomei said: "This is Zhang Lifu's old cow. Did he buy it for him from his uncle's village when we went to Baoyu?"

After saying that, Jin Xiaomei pointed out and said: "Let these two dogs in our family do it!"

"What!" Li Dayong and Li Baoyu all stared wide-eyed. Li Dayong looked at Jin Xiaomei and asked seriously: "Is this true?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The meat is here, how can it be real or fake?" Jin Xiaomei raised her hand and pointed to the pot and said: "We all had a meal in the afternoon!"

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"Brother!" Li Dayong shouted, turned around and ran out the door!

"Hey! Hey!" Jin Xiaomei tried to shout again, but she couldn't stop Li Dayong.

"Son!" Jin Xiaomei waved her hand at Li Baoyu and said, "Hurry up and catch your dad and tell him not to talk nonsense!"

"Let me help you two serve the food!" Li Baoyu saw Zhao Ling holding such a big basin, so she stretched out her hand and said, "Why bother? I won't get involved in the affairs of these two brothers."

Zhao Ling smiled and gave the basin to Li Baoyu. Jin Xiaomei opened the door for Li Baoyu. Li Baoyu went to the partition wall and put the big basin against the wall. When he climbed over the wall, he saw a figure jumping into the Zhao courtyard.

"Brother Shunzi!" Li Baoyu shouted with a smile, and Lin Xiangshun took a breath and said, "I didn't expect your sister-in-law to come here to eat!"

"No one is thinking about it!" Li Baoyu answered, turned over and walked to Zhao's house, closely followed by Jin Xiaomei and Zhao Ling.

Lin Xiangshun greeted them, looked at the steaming cauldron in the yard, and couldn't help but asked curiously: "What is my second uncle cooking today?"

Just as Jin Xiaomei and Zhao Ling were muttering to Lin Xiangshun, the lights in the west room of Zhao Jun's house turned on. Li Dayong came in and looked at Zhao Youcai lying on the kang, calling: "Brother! Brother! Are you okay?"

"Dayong!" At this time, Zhao Youcai felt as if he had met a relative. The two brothers threw themselves together. Zhao Youcai did not cry, but said in frustration: "Brother, this is ruined!"

"Okay! Okay!" Wang Meilan suddenly appeared at the door of the house. She tied an apron around her waist, pointed at Zhao Youcai with a frying spoon in her hand, and said: "Don't make a fuss and start the fire. The children are in that room. What are you doing?"

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Zhao Youcai and Li Dayong both turned to look at Wang Meilan, and saw Wang Meilan hit the spoon with her hand and said: "Hurry up and put the table on the table to eat!"



Today, the Zhao family's banquet is quite simple, including beef brisket stewed with radish, braised beef short ribs, pot-wrapped beef, smoked beef heart with soy sauce, and hand-braised beef liver with salt water. The beef brisket stewed with radish is the soup, so it is four dishes and one soup.

There are two staple foods, rice and steamed dumplings stuffed with beef and radish. Wang Meilan said, anyone can eat whatever they like.

There were not many radishes in the big steamed dumplings, and the beef had turned into eggs. The key was that before adding the stuffing, Wang Meilan passed the beef stuffing twice with water, washed the blood in the beef, and squeezed it dry. There was no stuffing in such dumplings.

The smell of blood, without a trace of evil smell.

Since the water had dried up, Wang Meilan added the beef bone soup that had previously been skimmed off to the meat filling in small amounts and many times.

At this time, use chopsticks to stir the beef filling and slowly eat the soup into the meat until the soup is saturated, then add a small amount of radish, minced green onion, and minced ginger to the filling.

The large steamed dumplings made in this way are stuffed with eggs, and the entire space except the meat and eggs is filled with soup.

Don't be impatient when you bite into the dumpling wrapper. You have to wait for the heat to dissipate before sucking in the soup inside.

After sucking up the soup, dip it in chili oil and your favorite seasonings, stuff it into your mouth with the stuffing, and you will feel satisfied from the inside out!

So even though there was not much food today, everyone had their mouths full of food, even Zhao Youcai who was hungry was no exception.



In Ma's house, Ma Dafu and Wang Cuihua and Ma Ling and Ma Yang were eating beef stewed with radish.

Ma Dafu was drinking, so he didn't eat for the time being, and the three women soaked the soup and vegetables into the rice. The glutinous noodles stewed with big radish were smashed with chopsticks, and they were pulled into the mouth together with the soup and rice, and then they picked up a piece of beef.

Put it in your mouth, it's really delicious.

After all, Ma Ling is a girl, and she has a small appetite and is the first to put down her chopsticks. For a young boy like Ma Yang, he eats vigorously and quickly, finishing two bowls of rice in no time.

At this time, only Wang Cuihua and Ma Dafu were left to finish their meal, but Ma Ling and Ma Yang did not leave the table either. The family of four took advantage of this time to chat.

Ma Dafu saw that his children had all put down their chopsticks, so he first gave Wang Cuihua a piece of beef, and then he put a piece of beef in his mouth, and while eating the beef, Ma Dafu said with emotion: "Zhao Jun, this kid, always brings things to us."

"It's okay." Wang Cuihua said next to her: "If you're waiting for New Year's Day, I'll buy some things for Zhao Jun's father, mother, and the two girls in advance, and let our daughter deliver them to you when we're done."

Zhao Jun doesn't usually send things to his family, but it adds up to a lot, so Wang Cuihua thought about buying something for Zhao Jun's family in time for the festival.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wang Cuihua's feet were still not healed and she couldn't get off the ground, so she didn't make any preparations. But from now on, she has to wait for New Year's Day.

"Okay!" Ma Dafu said, "When you're done, go buy something for them. We can't pick and choose."

"Yes!" Wang Cuihua nodded and said, "Don't worry about that."

As she said that, Wang Cuihua took a piece of meat to Ma Dafu and said, "You said this kid is not enough for us. There is still one piece left after the stew. I will think about it for a while and then cut two radishes. Let's make dumplings tomorrow morning."

"Okay..." Ma Dafu just nodded, but before he finished speaking, he heard Ma Yang pinching his throat and craning his neck to say: "It's good to make dumplings, stuffed with beef and radish."

"Huh?" Ma Dafu and Wang Cuihua were startled, then heard Ma Yang continue to say in a sharp voice: "I remember you said that you would like to eat dumplings stuffed with beef and carrots, eh..."

Before Ma Yang could finish his words, Ma Ling grabbed his ear. It turned out that what this kid just said was what Zhao Jun said to Ma Ling in the afternoon.

"Why are you so wicked!" Ma Ling let go of the brat's ears, clenched her fists and gave him two pestles. Ma was so hurt that she laughed loudly instead of crying.

Ma Dafu and Wang Cuihua didn't pay attention, and looked at the two siblings having fun with a smile.

But Ma Dafu suddenly remembered something and said to Wang Cuihua: "We will have a mobilization meeting at the forest farm the day after tomorrow. After we finish..."

At this point, Ma Dafu didn't say any more, but gestured towards Ma Ling.

Seeing this, Ma Ling, Wang Cuihua, and Ma Yang all understood that what Ma Dafu meant when he said this was that it was time for Zhao Jun's family to pay tribute to their family.

Ma Ling was a little embarrassed when she mentioned this, but she was still very happy.

At this time, Ma Yang turned around and saw his sister's cheeks were slightly red, lowering her head and smiling, and she was not angry at all at that time.

"Look at you like that!" Ma Yang rolled his eyes at Ma Ling and said, "You look like that little fool!"

"Huh?" Ma Ling was startled, glared at Ma Yang and said, "Who are you talking about?"

"Who am I talking about?" Ma Yang nodded heavily to Ma Ling and said, "Are you talking about you?"

"Why are you talking about me?" Ma Ling grabbed the collar of Ma Yang's neck. Ma Yang shrank and said, "You are like a little fool. You are selling someone and you are helping to count the money!"

The two siblings fought for a while. After Ma Yang broke free, he said to Ma Ling: "I'm not telling you, sister, you should be more careful. You are like you, you don't even know how to hide when it rains outside!"

If you don't know how to hide when it rains, aren't you just a fool?

Ma Ling was furious when she heard this. She went over to strangle Ma Yang's neck with both hands and shouted: "You can't tell me that no one will stop you even if you get beaten!"

"You don't know how to hide when it rains!"

"No one will stop you when you get beaten!"

The two siblings had a quarrel, but Ma Dafu didn't say anything about it. Instead, he laughed and picked up the wine glass in front of him.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw Wang Cuihua's face darken, and she looked at the siblings with a very unkind look.

"Huh?" Ma Dafu was startled, and he quickly pretended to scold Ma Ling. Ma Yang said: "Go! Don't make trouble here! You two have finished eating, and your mother and I are still eating!"

The father's words were good, so the siblings stopped fighting. Ma Yang got off the kang and walked to the opposite room, saying he wanted to do homework. Ma Ling went down to the ground, put on her cotton-padded jacket, and said she wanted to go out to the cellar to get two radishes.

Come up and make dumplings tomorrow morning.

Seeing that his children were all gone, Ma Dafu smiled at Wang Cuihua and said: "Cuihua, the children are playing around, we don't care about them. Come, I will give you another piece of meat. Look at this piece of meat, it looks good and strong.

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As soon as Ma Dafu finished speaking, he saw Wang Cuihua across from him put down his bowl and chopsticks, and touched his chest with his hand, saying: "My Wang Cuihua's children, one of them doesn't know how to hide when it rains, and the other of them gets beaten and has no one to help them, so what else should I eat?"

Na!"

"Huh?" Ma Dafu was stunned, and watched Wang Cuihua get off the kang with the bowls and chopsticks.
Chapter completed!
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