The Prodigal Son
Liang Huan's face was as red as the tomatoes on the table.
It was late autumn and the weather was a little hot.
Baby...
Which man would say that to his woman?
The 1960s did not open up.
Even if the couple were to lie in the same bed, they would not be able to say such intimate words.
Especially when her man had never been nice to her.
Liang Huan knew.
She didn't conform to the current mainstream aesthetic standards.
What was the appearance of a good daughter-in-law that was unanimously recognized by society?
Rich and fat,
No one liked someone like him.
Her man had never said that he liked her.
This unexpected cry of "baby" came out.
The woman's face was flushed red, and she was actually a little hot.
He had not touched her for a long time.
Liang Huanxin was delirious and spat at the man."What nonsense are you talking about? The child is still here.”
Yang Jianguo was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.
So Liang Huan was actually shy of calling himself 'baby'?!
Women in the 1960s were really pure!
Yang Jianguo couldn't help but sigh at the beautiful times.
Thinking back to the era he had transmigrated to,
Ha!
With real gold and silver, good words can be said to the heavens.
How could you meet such an innocent girl?
It was as rare as a phoenix feather or a qilin horn!
Yang Jianguo said seriously,
"You're my wife, my woman. Of course, you're my baby.”
"When you go out in the future, straighten your chest.”
"If someone bullies you, don't be afraid. I'll beat him to death!”
Liang Huan felt sweet in his heart. He nodded heavily and whispered,"Got it!"
The woman unconsciously hugged her daughter and suddenly felt very at ease.
She only hoped that these days would last forever.
Only then did Yang Jianguo start cooking.
However, Liang Huan panicked when he moved."Why did you put so much oil in it!"
Yang Jianguo was making scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
He wanted to be the chicken first.
Unfortunately, there was only one coal stove in the house.
Then there was no other way. He could only do the fast one first.
The mother and son were still hungry!
Eggs with tomatoes. First, the eggs, then the tomatoes.
Naturally, the oil was poured twice.
In the 1960s, who in an ordinary family would use oil like Yang Jianguo?
Was he not going to eat his next meal?
Yang Jianguo chuckled." Look, I'll show you a trick."”
He picked up the oil bottle and shook it slightly.
Liang Huan opened his mouth wide. The oil that he had used up was instantly filled up again.
She was staring at him with all her might, but she didn't know why he was so full.
How did he hide it?!
Little Lele clapped her hands and said,"This is a good trick!"”
Yang Jianguo said seriously,"
"In the future, you don't have to worry about food.”
"I guarantee you'll have a good meal.”
"What a waste!" Liang Huan muttered.”
Yang Jianguo didn't waste any food. He was used to cooking before he transmigrated.
The amount of oil used was also the standard amount.
This was the 1960s.
Which family didn't want to spend every cent of their money as if it was two cents?
When cutting pork, one must have fat pork, not lean pork.
Fat meat could be used to refine oil and could also be eaten as pig fat residue.
When cooking, as long as there was some fat residue, it would taste good.
Can vegetable oil work?
Yang Jianguo ignored her.
There were still more than 60 catties of oil in his Dimensional Pocket.
What was there to be afraid of?
If it wasn't enough, why couldn't he spend a few minutes planting another batch of corn?
One mu of land could produce 60 catties of corn oil.
He could have as many as he wanted!
Yang Jianguo was extremely fast.
Soon, the fragrant scrambled egg with tomatoes was served on the table.
The man even specially found a spoon for Little Lele.
"You guys eat first. Don't eat too much. The good stuff is still coming.”
Liang Huan couldn't believe that this plate of delicious scrambled eggs and tomatoes was made by his man.
She carefully picked up a piece with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth.
Her eyes were filled with brilliance.
The appearance of the fried tomatoes with eggs was not bad.
The eggs were fried golden, the tomatoes were red, and they were decorated with chives.
The red, yellow, and green colors were very eye-catching.
The smell was enough to make one's appetite increase.
It was sweet and delicious in his mouth, and the egg fragrance was rich.
It was really too delicious!
Before the woman could praise him,
Yang Jianguo said," Lele, slow down. No one is snatching it from you. Be careful, it's hot!"”
Liang Huan turned his head and looked.
The little girl stuck out her tongue and ate crazily.
They ate so sweetly!
Liang Huan had mixed feelings in his heart,"Your craftsmanship is even better than Silly Zhu's."”
Yang Jianguo was very proud.”
The woman chuckled." Yes, yes. You're the best."”
She did not want to know why the man did not cook in the past.
Liang Huan only knew that the man was really good to her now.
He looked at the little girl who was wolfing down her food.
Liang Huan was filled with joy.”
The little girl nodded heavily.”
Lele was so busy that she couldn't stop eating. She had never eaten such delicious food in her life.
Yang Jianguo sighed."
"Sigh…"
"I originally wanted to give you all a chicken feast, but it seems that I can only wait until tomorrow.”
"Eating like this will definitely hurt your body.”
In the 1960s, it was a luxurious meal.
The workers did have money.
However, the resources were limited!
Everyone's shopping was limited.
You can buy it just because you have money?
Therefore, many families could only eat meat once a month.
Some people even forgot whether the egg was round or square.
Two yuan, that little ticket, could really buy so many things?
Dream on!
Yang Jianguo naturally knew that Liang Huan didn't believe that it was bought with two yuan.
The woman was smart. She didn't even ask where this thing came from.
As long as he did not break the law, in this day and age, a man who could bring food to his family was a good man!
Liang Huan was coaxing Little Lele to eat happily.
Suddenly awakened by the fragrance,
" Jianguo, you prodigal!" He looked up and exclaimed," Why did you use so much oil?"”
Yang Jianguo was frying chicken wings.
"I'll make you a delicious dish.”
He knew what the woman was worried about.
He picked up the half-empty oil bottle and shook it back and forth.
He casually handed it to the woman.
"Let's see!"
Liang Huan was speechless!
That full bottle of oil was more convincing than anything else.
The woman did not understand.
Where did the man put the oil?
Two yuan to buy things…that was too much!
Including the flour, it was not even worth ten yuan!
While Liang Huan was thinking,
"It smells so good!" Little Lele exclaimed.
The woman came back to her senses.
Yang Jianguo had already placed the dishes on the table."
"Braised chicken wings, chicken meatballs."
"Wife, go and bring some food to the deaf old lady in the back room.”
"Bring Lele along."
Liang Huan asked curiously,
Jianguo, aren't you going?"
Yang Jianguo was quite helpless.”
"You can bring your daughter there."
Liang Huan laughed.
That was true.
It was no wonder that the old lady was angry at her man's previous behavior.
Yang Jianguo said,"
"Beloved, other than the old lady, don't pay attention to anyone else.”
"There aren't many good people in the courtyard."
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