Bai Fumei in the 70’s

Little Huzi likes to eat the food made by his sister very much, and he is greedy to death when he thinks about it.

During the period when Zhao Lanxiang had just been reborn, she dropped the marriage contract with Mister Zeng and reported to the "Down to the Countryside" movement. In order to please her angry parents, she did housework every day, all meals included. Zhao Yongqing and Feng Lian can get a delicious breakfast when they wake up in the morning, and when they come back from work tired in the evening. The food fragrance was always floating on the dinner table.

After half a month, the couple's anger towards their baby girl almost disappeared. Originally, it was not an overnight hatred between father and daughter (or mother and daughter). Although they were not very happy, but Zhao Yongqing and Feng Lian really had a good time.

After half a month of eating the food cooked by her sister, Little Huzi gained a lot of weight on his short body. It's not that he used to be picky eaters and refused to eat. It's just that he could eat more when his sister cooked.

Zhao Lanxiang took him to the store to buy meat and vegetables. Xiao Huzi pointed to this and that and said he wanted to eat it. The saliva fell off, and if it were not for the candy in his mouth, he would just drooling all the way.

Zhao Lanxiang lined up for a long time, and the last thing she got could only stuffed between her teeth. She deliberately picked the trotters that everyone disliked, so that she could barely buy a little meat.

Little Huzi is not as tall as Zhao Lanxiang's waist. At the age of four or five years, it is still a bit difficult for a child to hold a basket of potatoes. But with a look of joy, he asked his sister happily as he walked, "Sister, will we have French fries tonight?"

The fries are fragrant and crispy. When it's soaked in tomato sauce, it's sweet and sour, Little Huzi especially loves it.2

Zhao Lanxiang nodded and said, "Yes, I will make it for you."

Little Huzi happily flew up, rubbed his sister's leg with his face, and said movedly, "You're so good!"

Feng Lian really has no talent for cooking. Potatoes are just the most tangible food in the famine years. They are big and full. Her meal of boiled steamed potatoes has been fed to her son for four years. Little Huzi will look at potatoes and shakes his head desperately, he was too tired to eat it that he stepped back several times.

But little Huzi couldn't hate the fries made by Zhao Lanxiang, and he fell in love with potatoes again.

Zhao Lanxiang squeezed a heavy bag of flour, thinking that she would make mooncakes for Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow. She deliberately brought a bag of lotus seeds from the countryside, thinking that it would be enough to make mooncakes filled with lotus paste.

But she went around the black market and bought two pounds of fresh pork, three pounds of sugar, two pounds of red beans, melon seeds, peanuts, walnuts, and sesame seeds.

Little Huzi was so greedy that he squatted in front of the fish stall and pointed his thumb at the fish, and asked, "Big sister, can I buy a fish to sleep with me?"2

"Buy it again tomorrow."

They have already bought pork, trotters, and pig bones for stew in her hand. Zhao Lanxiang didn't want to buy any more meat. She gritted her teeth and pulled little Huzi out of the stall. "Fish can't sleep with you. It will die. Let's buy it tomorrow, okay?"1

"Tonight there are too many dishes, it is wasteful to not finish it."

Little Huzi was a little frustrated, but his thin arms couldn't twist around. His whole body was picked up by his sister. Then he remembered that he will have fries to eat tonight, and went back with her sister obediently.

As soon as the two returned home, they heard the sound of their father ringing his bicycle.

Zhao Yongqing stopped pressing the bell, and when he was dazzled, he even saw a back that looked like his daughter, even though his son is next to her, he still has no idea.

He pushed the bicycle downstairs and said in surprise, "Niu Niu is back."

"Yes, what about my mother?"

Zhao Yongqing said, "Went to the black market to buy fish. I would have told her to come back if I knew you had also bought some ingredients, but it's rare for you to come back with some ingredients.

He touched the back of his head. Anyway, his girl cooks deliciously, and buying more food will not be a waste.

Zhao Lanxiang nodded and went straight to the kitchen to put down her things.

Soon Feng Lian came back with a carp, and she said happily, "My child, his father, today's fish is 30 cents, which is more than two pounds, it is very heavy!"

There are many coastal waters and rivers in G city, and the aquatic products are very cheap. The price of fish is much cheaper than pork. However, because the price of fish is uniformly priced across the country, the price in the black market is often lower than the store. Feng Lian likes to go to the black market to buy fish and shrimp to eat.

She walked into the kitchen and saw her daughter who was slicing potato chips with a kitchen knife. She was so shocked that she could not help covering her mouth.

"Niu Niu!"

"How did you come back!"

Feng Lian stepped forward and looked at her daughter carefully, with fair skin and ruddy cheeks, jet-black hair, and wearing a clean blue indigo short-sleeved shirt. She pulled one of her daughter's hair down, and it was not dry and there was no split ends. Feng Lian muttered, "Fortunately, no hardship."

She could not help but laugh, "Skin seems a bit darker, but it seems to be a little fatter."

Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help coughing, "There is no reason not to work in the countryside. People teach. Go and sit down! You will have food soon."

Feng Lian sighed, but she push her daughter to the side, washing and cutting vegetables.

Zhao Lan expertly removed the fish bones with a clean kitchen knife, and scour a number of patchwork pattern on the surface. The carp is marinated in flour and fried in a squirrel-mandarin-fish style. She cut the tomatoes that Feng Lian bought into sauce and mixed them with vinegar. She made a rich, sweet and sour sauce, and pour it on the golden fried squirrel-mandarin-fish, steaming hot, and with oil, it was as bright as a layer of sugar syrup.

Little huzi loves to eat this sweet and sour sweet dish. Especially when the weather is hot, and eat it for dinner. The rich and white fish is crisp outside and tender inside, it is sweet and sour.

Zhao Lanxiang labored in the kitchen for more than an hour, and the dinner was ready.

In the evening, the whole family gathered around the table. The red five-spiced pork trotters, the golden squirrel mandarin fish, and a bone soup with green vegetables and green spring onion. Zhao Yongqing opened a bottle of wine and drank it. The clear and strong wine accompanied by the sweet and slightly sour squirrel mandarin fish made him very happy.

"Niu Niu's craft is getting better and better."

Feng Lian is feeding little Huzi and said with a smile.

Little Huzi didn't need his mother to feed him. He twitched his fingers, dipped his fish in the sauce, and ate crunchy fries.

Feng Lian said in a weird way, "These vegetables cost you a lot of money, do you still have enough money?"