Fang Chen returned home first, changed his clothes, went to the backyard to pick some vegetables, and then went to his fourth aunt's house.

Since I sold a batch of fruits, the ripening agent redeemed with points has come in handy. There are cucumbers and tomatoes every day. I can always eat freshly. I can't eat so much by myself.

, when there is really no place to put them, they will sell a batch and exchange them with points, and the cycle of back and forth will gradually progress. No, they are familiar with it again, just enough for the fourth aunt and the fourth uncle to have a try.

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"You do this every time, kid. You are already familiar with the things in the yard, so you can take them back and sell them." When the fourth uncle saw Fang Chen bringing the vegetables into the kitchen, he couldn't help scolding him.

"There are too many to eat. There are still more in the backyard. It won't be too late to sell them tomorrow." The fourth uncle just bought a pickaxe and was putting the pickaxe handle on it. Fang Chen helped hold the handle while the fourth uncle pushed it inside.

Set nails.

"There are too many rocks in the land to the west, so I have to use a pickaxe." The fourth uncle quickly finished it and came to the door to try it. He showed his yellowed teeth with satisfaction.

"Uncle Fourth, how are the apple sales going today?"

"Not very satisfied. The dealer stopped buying and said he would buy again tomorrow. He must be trying to lower the price. These dealers have a lot on their minds." The fourth uncle took out the dry cigarettes in the medicine bottle, tore off a piece of cigarette paper and rolled them up.

, finally, I wiped it with my mouth and started smoking.

"Yes, we all want to sell it at a good price, so don't lose heart. We'll wait and see. If it doesn't work, I'll set up a stall to sell it. It will be done soon."

"You are now a famous person at the entrance of the village. When I went to the entrance of the village today, there were still people asking for news about you." The cigarette in the fourth uncle's hand was about to be finished, and his two fingers were so smoked that his nails were red.

Huang, and those yellow teeth, and his face was covered with wrinkles of the past. Fourth uncle coughed a few times, and Fang Chen persuaded him: "Fourth uncle, you should smoke less."

"I've smoked it for decades, how can I let it go?"

Fang Chen, who doesn't smoke, knows that cigarettes are harmful to the body, but he doesn't hate it from the bottom of his heart. Seeing his fourth uncle smoking against the wall makes him feel comfortable. After a tiring day, smoking a cigarette he rolled himself is also a relief.

"What are you two talking about? Wash your hands and start dinner." The fourth aunt took out the bowls and chopsticks and placed them on the dining table in the yard.

Fang Chen hurried over to help, set up the stools, went into the kitchen and came out with the dishes.

"Wow, Fourth Aunt, fish stewed with Chinese toon." Fang Chen took out the basin and his mouth was almost watering. He hadn't eaten fish stewed with Chinese toon for a long time, but this time he was going to have a real treat.

"Little greedy cat, I know you like to eat stewed fish with Chinese toon. After your uncle sold the apples, he went fishing in the east pond." The fourth aunt hit Fang Chen with chopsticks, who was about to eat secretly.

"Hey, long live my fourth uncle."

"What about me?" The fourth aunt didn't hear the praise and was a little unhappy.

"Long live Aunt Four." Fang Chen put the stool next to Aunt Four and said, "Please sit down."

"That's pretty much it."

These dishes are still indispensable on the dinner table, including cucumbers, tomato and egg soup, homemade pickled pickles and gada, and the main dish is stewed fish with Chinese toon.

The yard is filled with the unique aroma of toon, and the tender fish meat enters the mouth, and the slippery one takes a sip of the home-brewed cherry wine, not to mention how beautiful it is.

Fang Chen's mouth was full and he didn't forget to give a thumbs up: "Fourth Aunt's cooking skills are getting better and better."

"But, within hundreds of miles, only your aunt and I can make such delicious toon stewed fish." The fourth aunt snorted, not to mention how proud she was.

When stewing fish with Chinese toon, you need to pay attention to the time and heat. The Chinese toon should be freshly sprouted and not too old to be eaten fresh. The fish should be fresh. The method of disemboweling should be careful. You can’t open the body with one knife, only open the middle, and

Remove the internal organs, stuff a small handful of Chinese toon into the belly of the fish, simmer slowly over low heat, sprinkle the fish meat with aniseed ingredients to taste, then neatly spread a layer of Chinese toon on top, and control the time and heat, especially the large ones used for cooking in rural areas.

The pot is the best, the stewed fish soup is thick and white, the fish meat is tender and fresh, not to mention how delicious it tastes.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." The fourth uncle took a sip of the wine and looked at Fang Chen's eagerness to devour it. After the fourth uncle and the fourth aunt looked at each other, they smiled happily.

"Well, uncle Fourth, please tell me to eat slowly, and don't grab it from me."

"How did I steal it from you? It was obviously you who robbed it from me." Fang Chen and his fourth uncle got into a fight with chopsticks, neither of them letting the other go. The culprit was the delicious toon stewed fish.

The fourth aunt was so amused by these two that she acted as an audience and watched this interesting fun.

The last piece of fish sat quietly in the basin. Fang Chen glanced at his fourth uncle, with the chopsticks in his hand ready at any time.

"Come on, I'm scared of you kid." The fourth uncle was instantly killed by Fang Chen's eyes and gave up the fight.

"Hey, I'm still young." Fang Chen showed a victorious expression. Just when he was confidently preparing to put the last piece of fish into his mouth, "Woof woof woof." Huanhuan squatted under Fang Chen's feet at some point and raised his hand.

He tilted his head and stared pitifully at the piece of fish next to his mouth.

"Hahaha, you kid is so embarrassed, there is someone younger than you." The fourth uncle held his stomach and laughed non-stop.

Fang Chen pouted and looked at the piece of fish in his hand, struggling with his thoughts, and finally said: "Stop pretending to be pitiful, here it is."

Huanhuan lay down on the ground with the fish in his mouth and started eating: "Woof woof." It raised its head again and stared at the basin.

"Whether it's over or not, the fish soup will be half for each person." Fang Chen finally accepted this temptation and deliberately made trouble for himself.

It was a very happy meal, and the yard was filled with laughter and laughter, especially Huan Huan's cuteness and coquettishness, which added another dimension to the meal. Fang Chen patted his bulging belly, held it up, and took a nap.

After burping, looking at Huanhuan lying comfortably on the ground with his eyes squinted, this foodie fell asleep.

The fourth aunt always had a proud smile on her face, and the fourth uncle's face looked like a monkey's ass. In order to reward the fourth aunt, Fang Chen volunteered to wash the dishes. The fourth uncle sat in the rocking chair, smoking a cigarette with his eyes closed.

, enjoying the sunshine, not long after, the fourth uncle actually started to snore.

Fang Chen and Fourth Aunt covered their mouths and snickered: "Fourth Aunt, it's thundering and it's going to rain."

After the dinner table was cleared and the dishes were washed, Fang Chen and his fourth aunt sat on the small bench, eating cucumbers and chatting.

Eat fruits after meals to keep you in a good mood and have another happy day.

It was lunch break, and the fourth aunt also took a rest. Fang Chen watched the fourth aunt cover the snoring fourth uncle with a thin blanket, with a touching smile on her face, gently closed the door, and raised her tail to the sky with her heels.

Huanhuan went home humming a little tune.

After going home and sleeping for an hour, Fang Chen got up, fetched a large basin of well water in the yard, washed the clothes that had not been washed for a few days, washed the bed sheets and quilt covers together, and hung the quilts to dry on the rope in the yard.

superior.

After finishing, he went to the pavilion, soaked a pot of honeysuckle, looked at the small garden in the yard, and looked forward to a bright future.

I picked a melon and ate it. It was sweet and delicious, and I ate it with the skin. Huanhuan, who had been nicknamed the foodie, smelled the sweetness and came to Fang Chen's feet. He raised his hooves in the air with that pitiful look and prayed.

Fang Chen enjoyed a melon to try.

"A foodie is just a foodie." Looking at Huanhuan chewing a melon, Fang Chen came to a conclusion.

The two of them were chasing each other in the pavilion, so leisurely and at ease. Little did they know that someone at the entrance of the village was inquiring about Fang Chen.

"Auntie, have you ever seen a tall, dark-looking young man selling apples?"

"Girl, you're talking about Chenzi, right? He didn't come out of the stall today, what do you want to do with him?"

"Auntie, do you know when he will come?"

"I don't know about this. His stall hours are irregular these days. Sometimes he stalls in the morning and sometimes in the evening."

"Oh, that's right." After hearing this, the girl had a little disappointment on her face.
Chapter completed!