Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Feng Qingxue finished feeding Xibao and walked out of the bedroom. She didn't see Lu Jiang, "Tianjun, where is your uncle?"

While feeding Xibao, I clearly heard the sound of Lu Jiang entering the room to distribute the candy.

"Kitchen." Lu Tianjun held the toffee in his mouth. He didn't want to speak, but he had to answer Feng Qingxue's words, so he simply uttered two words and accelerated the melting of the toffee in his mouth.

The etiquette of the Lu family has long been engraved in his bones, and he is not used to talking with food in his mouth.

Feng Qingxue knew his character very well, so she laughed, hugged her fat son who was happily playing with his braid after eating and drinking, and asked her nephew to help her open the curtain. The mother and son entered the kitchen and heard A tinkling sound.

"Ajiang, what are you doing?"

"I made two and a half buckets of water outside yesterday, and they froze into ice cubes today. I didn't have time to get them when I went out in the morning. Now I'm going to cut a hole in the ice cubes in the bucket, and the meat will not go bad if I put it in for a few days. "Lu Jiang showed the bucket with the hole dug to it to his wife.

The winter at this time was much colder than the winter a few decades later. In the twelfth lunar month of winter, water almost turned into ice.

There was half a bucket of ice in the wooden barrel, and it was packed to the bottom. A big hole was cut in the middle. Two kilograms of pork were put in. There was still room in the big hole. Lu Jiang placed a large intestine that had been washed twice in a plate, and the pig bones were placed on top of the ice. .

Covering the wooden barrel lid, isn't it just a natural refrigerator?

This is the best thing about winter. You can freeze dumplings and many foods can be stored for many days without going bad.

Lu Xibao followed his mother's example and looked into the bucket. He seemed to recognize the bones and pointed at them.

"Xi Bao also knows bones, right? Do you want to eat meat?" Feng Qingxue smiled, "Mom will make minced meat for you tomorrow and cook big bone soup with noodles. Forget it tonight, eating meat at night is not easy to digest. We Xibao need to be a good baby.”

The baby was actually not good at all. He pointed at the chisel in Lu Jiang's hand that was constantly chipping away at the ice, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!"

The little guy couldn't help but dance when he heard the tinkling sound.

Feng Qingxue almost couldn't hold him, "Okay, okay, Xibao, stop moving. If you move again, mom won't hug you!"

"Yeah!" The little guy's voice suddenly dropped.

Lu Jiang raised his head and looked at his fat son who was holding his fingers in his mouth and looking aggrieved. "Honey, he seems to really understand what we are talking about, but sometimes he is just pretending not to understand."

"I'm not him, I don't know." Feng Qingxue pushed cleanly.

Seeing that her husband was about to put half of the pig's head into the bucket, she quickly stopped him, "Don't put it. Go and boil some hot water and clean up the pig's head and pig's intestines later. I will braise the pig's head and pig's intestines tonight." At midnight, I’ll give you a drink tomorrow.”

His wife's craftsmanship was excellent. Lu Jiang took a sip of saliva and stuffed the large yellow croaker into a bucket of ice.

He looks exactly like the drooling Lu Xibao! Feng Qingxue's eyes were full of smiles.

Lu Jiang boiled a pot of hot water and cleaned the pig's head under his wife's guidance. The master butcher had removed the pig's skull in advance and did not count the scale. He only needed to remove the corners of the eyes, ear rings, lymph nodes, cartilage and other debris. , and then removed the unclean pig hair on the outside, then divided it into two large pieces, and washed the pig's large intestine over and over again, until the inside of the intestinal wall was clean.

After processing and marinating in a basin, Lu Jiang started to make dinner, not forgetting to cook Xibao's crucian carp soup with noodles. Feng Qingxue and Xibao were accompanying him in the kitchen, very leisurely.