Transmigrating to the 70’s: The Military Wife As A Farmer

The family's food was already ready, and she was waiting for Huo Jianfeng to come back to eat. After people entered the house, Zhang Shuzhen was busy like a spinning top, preparing to cook dinner for her son.

Wang Wenyuan sat on the edge of the kang and talked to Huo Jianfeng. "It's been a good few years, hasn't it?"

"Well, it's good!" Huo Jianfeng also sat down on the edge of the kang and answered simply.

"That's good!" Wang Wenyuan nodded with satisfaction, and added, "Your grandmother's body is pretty good, right? Your mother said a few days ago that she would go over to see her, but the house was so messy, she didn't leave. open."

"My milk's body is okay, but the mouth is getting worse and worse." Huo Jianfeng explained.

His grandmother, Mrs. Huo, is 70 years old this year. After experiencing the pain of losing her husband and child, the old lady looks older than her actual age, and her body is not as tough as other seventy-year-old people, but the old lady has to be used to it. I never show my old and useless side in front of others, so I am my grandson, and I don't know that the old lady's body is actually very bad now.

Wang Wenyuan listened and said, "Then I will ask your mother to send her some millet and keep her porridge for her to drink. Your grandmother has suffered for a lifetime, and as a junior, you must respect her well... ."

When the two men were talking, the chaos was always beside him, "Brother, how many days can you stay here this time? When will you leave? Take me with you when you leave, and I'll go fight the bad guys with you! "

Just as he was talking, Zhang Shuzhen just came in with a big plate of French fries and sweet potato sticks. Hearing Da Chao's request for Jianfeng to take him to fight the enemy, she pouted and said with a sneer, "You can pull it to the side. Well, just like you, like a monkey in the sky, people want you?"

"What's wrong with me? When did I look like a monkey?"

The chaos was buried by the old lady in front of her idol brother. She couldn't hang her face, and she leaned her neck and stubbornly followed the old lady.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter whether you look like a monkey or not, I can't want you anyway." Zhang Shuzhen put the plate on the table, turned around and went back to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

She didn't even bother to be stubborn with that stinky boy.

"Hey, you look down on people!"

The chaos and dissatisfaction murmured at the back of the old lady. He whispered to Huo Jianfeng again, "Brother, don't listen to your mother. I didn't do what she said. If you don't believe me, take me away. I promise not to embarrass you."

Huo Jianfeng said, "If you want to be like me, you must have an education level above junior high school to want you. You have only been studying for a few years. Can you go to someone else?"

"So, you can rest your mind and study at home obediently." Wang Haixing also came in with a plate. She was carrying a large plate of pork chops, which was fried with oil. shiny.

For this meal, in addition to the french fries and pork chops prepared by Han Mingxiu, my aunt also prepared a lot of delicious food, including slices of fungus and cabbage, stewed sauerkraut with bacon, a plate of fried bean sprouts, and a plate of dried fish and blunt snow. in red.

There are six dishes in total, and a bowl of crystal clear applesauce.

"Come on, let's eat, this one is much more delicious, everyone's chopsticks are stretched out a little longer, no one can show off!" When the food was ready, Zhang Shuzhen opened the meal with a smile.

There is only one kang table at home, and it can't hold so many people. Zhang Shuzhen took out a basin, put a lid on the basin, made a small table, and then put some of each menu in the small bowl and put it next to the kang table. The niece ate at the small table.

The remaining five people sat at the kang table, talking while eating.

"Come on, Jianfeng, eat this piece of meat, made by your sister, it's delicious..."

Zhang Shuzhen picked out a large piece of pork loin, put it in her son's bowl, and then added some fries and sweet potato strips, "This one is delicious too, dipped in this jam, the taste is incomparable. , you try..."

Huo Jianfeng looked at the bowl of applesauce, picked up a french fries and dipped it, "Well, this jam is very authentic, mother, who made this?"

"It was made by your Xiumei, how is it? It's delicious, right?" Zhang Shuzhen was very happy when she saw that her son liked it. Jianfeng, a child, rarely praised anyone who cooks deliciously.

Huo Jianfeng listened to the old lady's words, glanced at Han Mingxiu, and thought to himself - I never thought that this little girl could do things made by foreigners.

Han Mingxiu also secretly wondered, looking at the appearance of this black boy, it seems that he has eaten applesauce. Applesauce is rare in China. Where can he eat applesauce?