Egg-Fried Rice Crying
"Wenwen…"
Li Qin's voice was a little hurried." Take care of your sister later. Don't forget to wash her hands!"”
"Mommy has to go to work!"
Li Qin had been sick for many days and had not gone to work. She had to explain to Manager Yang and the others today.
She couldn't care less about the child and could only go to work first.
"Alright!"
Jia Wen responded.
Then, his mother left in a hurry.
Jia Wen lifted the lid of the pot to take a look. The so-called breakfast was just yesterday's scallion pancake heated up, and then there was some rice porridge.
Looking at this thing, Jia Wen pursed his lips." I'm still growing. How can I eat these things?
Hmm…
Give me an Egg Fried Rice!
Seeing that Guoguo was still sleeping soundly on the bed, Jia Wen began to cook.
He first threw the scallion pancakes his mother had left him to the side and opened the coal stove to steam the rice.
After about twenty minutes, the rice was steamed.
The fragrant smell spread out from the room, making everyone's noses itch.
The taste of rice.
In this era, it was the taste of luxury.
Jia Wen and Qin Huairu's family were both in the middle court. However, the two houses were not next to each other. Qin Huairu's house was on the east side, while Jia Wen's house was on the west side. It was the closest to First Uncle's house.
However, all the houses in the courtyard house were individual and not next to each other.
In the open space, the mellow fragrance of rice spread more easily.
Two minutes later, even the front yard and backyard could smell the fragrance of rice.
"Who is this?" Aunt One, who was washing clothes by the sink, shouted,"Steaming rice early in the morning?”
"That's right!" Qin Huairu sneered." This rice smells so good. It looks like it came from Jia Wen's house."”
"Oh!" The Second Aunt also came over and said," It's his house. There's no one else besides him. No one's house has ever eaten rice before!"”
"Prodigal!" Qin Huairu's face instantly bloomed.""Li Qin went to work. Jia Wen is probably squandering at home…Hehe…"
Qin Huairu was elated.
The adults went to work while the children squandered at home.
I'll see what you guys eat at the end of the month later.
I'll starve you to death!
Nowadays, the food supply of every household was limited. If you wanted to eat refined food, then be prepared to starve.
" Mom, Mom…" A six-year-old boy ran out of the house and tugged at the corner of Qin Huairu's shirt."I want to eat rice too. Mom, I want to eat rice too!”
"Good boy, good boy!" Qin Huiru patted the stick on the head and said,""Only prodigals eat rice. We're good people. Can we not eat rice?”
"No!" "Mom, I want to be a prodigal!"”
Qin Huairu's face darkened.
Jia Zhang-shi also walked out, pulling the stick, but her eyes were still darting towards Jia Wen's house, her mouth cursing: "Prodigal, eat rice, damn it…"
Jia Wen could hear the discussion outside clearly. He just smiled.
I'm a prodigal?
You'll find out slowly in the future.
He dug out the rice from the pot and placed it in the room to cool it with a fan. Then, he started to cook the Egg Fried Rice.
First, he got a green onion.
This thing grew in the ground. There was a large open space in front of Jia Wen's house. His mother, Li Qin, had grown a lot of things in there. There was no shortage of onions, vegetables, tomatoes, and so on.
Of course, it wasn't just the Gavin family. The other neighbors also had their own private vegetable gardens.
He plucked a green onion and cut it into green onions.
He cracked five eggs and added a spoonful of oil.
Sizzle…
The eggs and chopped green onions were placed into the pot at the same time. The fragrance wafted out along with the heat.
"Crash…"
When the heat was about right, Jia Wen directly put the rice in and started frying.
The mellow fragrance of the eggs, coupled with the fragrance of the Wuchang Rice, instantly spread into the courtyard.
If the attractiveness of the rice fragrance was only 5, then the attractiveness of the Egg-Fried Rice now soared to more than 10.
"What is this prodigal doing?”
Qin Huairu could not help but gulp when she smelled the Egg-Fried Rice.
Aunt One, Aunt Two, and Aunt Three all looked at Jia Wen's house with their heads hooked.
At this time, Jia Wen had already finished cooking the Egg-Fried Rice. Half a basin of the glistening yellow rice was placed on the small square table in the room.
Meanwhile, Jia Wen was helping his sister Guoguo wash her face.
"Wenwen, what delicious food is this?”Grandpa One swallowed his saliva and asked.
Jia Wen smiled and said,"Aunt Yi, this is Egg Fried Rice!"”
"My sister has been hungry for a few days. I'll make her something delicious!”
" Ssss…" The three aunties all sucked in a breath of cold air.
Egg-Fried Rice!
It was actually Egg Fried Rice!
In this era, there was a shortage of resources. Ordinary food could be obtained as long as one was willing to squander. However, eggs were not something that could be obtained by just anyone.
This was a rare item. Who wouldn't sell the eggs of the common people at the market? They would sell them to the state-owned factories and let them serve them.
If you want to buy eggs, there's no way.
But where did this kid get the eggs!
At this time, Jia Zhangshi also led the stick to Jia Wen's door.
Seeing the Egg-Fried Rice on the table, Jia Zhangshi's throat quivered three times, and the stick almost ran over.
" Grandma, I want to eat that thing. I want to eat that yellow rice…" The stick stalks didn't know what Egg Fried Rice was, but when they saw Jia Wen's rice, they knew that it was definitely delicious.
"Wenwen!" Jia Zhang-shi's face was full of smiles as she said,"The Egg Fried Rice you made. Come, come, order some for Grandma!”
"Whose grandmother are you?" Jia Wen sneered.”
"We already cut ties yesterday. Have you forgotten?”
Err…
Jia Zhangshi was speechless.
That's right, they had just broken off their relationship yesterday.
This…
"Then you're also an older brother!" Jia Zhang-shi shamelessly continued,""It's so big and half a basin. The two of you won't be able to finish it. Why don't you give your brother some?”
"Get lost!" Jia Wen stood up and said one word to Jia Zhangshi.
" You..." Jia Zhangshi's face turned black with anger.
Seeing that he couldn't eat anymore, the stick guy lay on the ground and cried,"I want to eat that kind of rice, I want to eat yellow rice…sob…I want to eat yellow rice. If you don't let me eat, I won't get up!”
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