Chapter 115: Signature Dishes

In rural earthen stoves, the fire is big and the pot is big, so cooking is still very fast.

One stove for cooking rice, the small pot in the middle for boiling water, and the other large iron pot must be twenty-five years old; it was used when they first got married.

After so many years, it has been nourished by lard until it is shiny and bright, and stir-frying vegetables with it is smooth and tastes great.

Today there were ten or twenty people, and Wu Lan increased the quantity without increasing the variety (mainly because there weren't many vegetables in this lean season), and every dish was served in a basin.

The signature dish goes without saying: a large basin of purple vetch stir-fried with cured meat.

Logically, the signature dish should be a stew, but unfortunately, the lettuce pulled from Grandma's vegetable garden hadn't reached that quality, so lettuce stewed with canned meat could only rank second.

Followed by chives stir-fried with eggs.

Yesterday, Song Tan cut all the chives back, and the whole family spent several hours just wrapping various dumplings and chive boxes.

And so, there was a large plate of chive boxes among the lunch dishes, serving as another staple food.

As for the ones that couldn't be wrapped, they were all stir-fried with eggs today.

The reason it couldn't be the signature dish was purely because there was no meat in it, and it didn't look grand enough.

Then there was stir-fried twice-cooked pork with chili, and Chinese cabbage stir-fried with tofu.

These were all vegetables available in the field, and the rest were purchased by driving to town early in the morning, which really wasn't worth mentioning.

But even so, the domineering aroma of the chives, the unique crispy fragrance of the chive boxes, and the various flavors stimulated when stir-frying the purple vetch with meat... hooked everyone present until they were hungry.

If it weren't for the remaining two percent of self-control, they would have grabbed their chopsticks and started snatching!

Not to mention anything else, take a bite of the chive box first! Really hungry!

However, when the ten large basins were served on the table, the Aunt and Sun Yanyan hadn't returned yet.

Everyone sat around the table holding their chopsticks, feeling very anxious.

The Eldest Uncle's face looked a bit bad:

"I'll make a phone call, everyone eat first."

But how could there be a reason to eat first?

When the corresponding phone ringtone rang in the courtyard, everyone realized—they went out to dig vegetables and didn't bring their phones at all.

Wang Lifen was puzzled: "The vegetable garden is only that big, and there isn't much lettuce left. Is it that they couldn't pull it up or what?"

"Qiao Qiao." Song Tan smiled: "Go to Grandma's house and see if the Aunt is there?"

Qiao Qiao was still very active in running errands.

He stood up without hesitation, acting like an adult: "Sigh! It's time to eat and they aren't back yet, really greedy for play!"

The Eldest Uncle's face was already very bad. Song Tan patted him: "Go quickly."

Qiao Qiao was tall and had long legs. He ran back and forth, and after five minutes, he ran back panting:

"No, there's no one at Grandma's house, no one in the room, no one in the vegetable field, and no one in Da Bai's room."

The focus of everyone present was on where the people had gone. Only Song Tan looked at Qiao Qiao, knowing he must have gone to look in Da Bai's nest again.

Who let Da Bai's broken basket nest be left unattended since moving to the mountain? It still had to be looked after by his good brother Qiao Qiao.

The phone couldn't get through, and no one knew where they had gone. Song Tan said: "The Aunt said this morning she wanted to cut purple vetch, but there's none left in the field. Could she still be looking in the field?"

So Qiao Qiao was sent to the entrance to look into the fields.

Looking around, there was only a patch of brown mud left in the field, where could there be people?

I don't know whose stomach growled. The Eldest Uncle's face became even more awkward, so he picked up his chopsticks: "Don't wait, don't wait, let's eat! We're family, no need to be polite."

He was both family and a guest now, and the ones who hadn't come were his own family. As soon as he spoke, everyone couldn't hold back anymore.

The boss responsible for plowing the land had long heard that Song Tan's vegetables were good, but he never dared to believe it—who hasn't been to the countryside? He had eaten plenty!

But when this fragrance hit him at noon today, he immediately regretted it and just wanted to slap himself twice!

——Told you to be picky, told you to go sponge a meal!

The taste of this purple vetch smelled different. How many good things had he missed?

Thinking that he had plowed them all into the mud mercilessly with a plow yesterday, his hands and feet trembled with anger—

If only he had been willing to cut a basketful?

Just then!

Someone seemed to be shouting and calling from the back mountain!

The voice was miserable and full of fear. Everyone's expression became solemn, and Song Sancheng jumped up instantly: "My pigs!"

The back mountain was all his treasures, fed by him one spoonful at a time, and he couldn't tolerate any loss!

Although Qiao Qiao didn't feed the pigs, his little chickens and ducks, his brothers Da Bai and Da Wang, and the pig manure he just learned to compost—

Were all still on the mountain!

He also stood up instantly.

But his face turned red, and he couldn't remember what he should say first.

My Da Wang? Or my Da Bai? Or my pig manure, chickens, and ducks?

After a moment of silence, the shouting from the back mountain became even louder. Now no one could sit still, and they all ran outside.

Just after turning around the back mountain, before everyone could express surprise at the few beehives buzzing on the side of the path, they saw two gray-faced and extremely disheveled women rushing out from the forest.

At this moment, they were crying and shouting, and then stumbled down.

It wasn't until they saw people that they sat on the ground.

"You... what are you doing?"

The Eldest Uncle was suppressing his anger, his voice trembling.

Mao Li let out an "Aow":

"Almost... almost died, no life left!!!"

Sun Yanyan also had a face full of fear, crying until her eyeliner was smudged: "Exactly, Dad, you don't know, there's a monster raised on the back mountain, it's so scary!"

Before she could finish, another rustling sound came from the forest. Everyone held their breath, and Sun Yanyan and the Aunt huddled together, looking like frightened birds.

Then, another loud "Ga Ga Ga" sound came, and its white head wearing a small yellow hat poked out first.

Seeing Qiao Qiao, Da Bai hurriedly spread its wings, held its head high, and rushed out with a clatter.

Although it was just a goose, it had the momentum of thousands of troops.

Qiao Qiao cheered, hurriedly squatted down and opened his arms, and the brothers hugged each other familiarly again.

Da Bai finally calmed down.

Just... this?

This is just an ordinary white goose, not a lion-headed goose. It shouldn't be scary enough to scream like that, right?

Everyone's eyes looking at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law became strange.

And just then, there was a slight sound in the bushes.

Song Tan looked up and saw a huge dog head stretching out, quietly looking at the group of people in front of it.

------------------ Author's Note ------------------

Hehe, Tan Tan takes revenge, never overnight.

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