There is no cooking oil at home now. Not only does it have vegetable oil, but also animal fat. They usually cook it in water. Even if they have a little salt, they are so happy. So when they steamed sweet potatoes and potatoes in the pot, she picked a basket of vegetables with a basket and planned to stew it in an iron pot.

Any stew and add persimmons will taste sour and sweet, it will taste delicious, even without oil, because the seasoning of chili, green onion, ginger and garlic is not much worse.

But soon she found that she could pick the vegetables back and wash them, and she couldn't do anything else, because the big iron pot was too heavy, and she was not as tall as the stove, so she could not transfer the pot to the next stove. So after steaming the sweet potatoes, she till it with chopsticks, and after she till it, she covered the child, took the fire off, and then sat in the yard waiting for my mother to come back, calculating the time, and it should be almost time to go back.

As a result, she didn't wait for her mother to come back, but she came back with a tall, tall and mighty middle-aged man. He walked along the way, and the village chief and branch secretary followed him, smiling. When he arrived at the door, the village chief grandfather said.

"This is your only niece Zhuo Lin, Linlin, this is your uncle, your uncle is back!"

Zhuo Lin looked up in surprise and happened to meet the other person's smiling eyes. She shouted crisply.

"Hello uncle, my name is Zhuo Lin, my uncle and my parents, they are all harvesting wheat in the field, and I am at home alone to keep an eye on the house."

The uncle's eyebrows and eyes look very similar to his father. Compared with his father's roughness, he has another more strong sense of iron-blooded tough guy that only soldiers have.

After all, the person who has been on the battlefield and carried a gun has a very different aura, even his voice is low and nice.

"Okay, the village chief, it's here. I'll invite you to drink somewhere else. If I don't put down my things, I have to go to the field to help."

The village chief and the branch secretary did not dare to delay any longer. They nodded and left. The door of the uncle's house was locked. Zhuo Lin said directly: "Uncle, we have a small door."

Zhuo Daqiang rubbed Zhuo Lin's head, and looked at such a delicate little girl, and his heart and eyes were filled with joy.

"Linlin, be good, let's go home with you."

Zhuo Lin pulled Zhuo Daqiang into the house, pulled him directly to the kitchen, pointed to the food in the cage and said, "Uncle, I steam it, try it."

This sentence scared Zhuo Daqiang. He hurriedly squatted down and opened the cage and took a look. The fragrant food instantly aroused the greed in his stomach.

"It smells so good, did you really steam this?"

"Yes, I steamed it, uncle, try it."

Zhuo Daqiang was indeed a little hungry. After putting down the things, he scooped a basin of water from the water tank, washed himself, and then took a sweet potato and started eating it.

While eating, I praised Zhuo Lin for steaming it just right.

The fire had not completely gone out, Zhuo Lin immediately greeted Zhuo Dajun: "Fry, uncle, stir-fry, change the pot, parents and the others should be back soon."

Zhuo Daqiang patted his forehead: "The little guy is right. Today, uncle just stayed at home to cook for them. Can he bring a surprise!"

Zhuo Daqiang took out a cloth bag from the bag he carried back, which was full of mixed grain steamed buns, and it must look like thirty or forty.

"We have a lot of people today, so we steam more. I bought these steamed buns in the morning and now they are put in a cage. They are getting hot when they come back."

After looking at the water at the bottom of the pot, I started to cook the iron pot again...

Then he sat in the yard and started cutting vegetables. Zhuo Lin dragged his chin and lay obediently on the stool, looking at Zhuo Daqiang with admiration.

"Uncle is so good and he can cook, but dad doesn't."
Chapter completed!