Chapter 62: New dishes

Gu Xiaowan is not someone who casually takes advantage of others. In any case, eat people with short mouths, and take people with short hands. If you are not relatives, why should others give you food?
"The bamboo shoots are not delicious, and you will still be hungry if you eat it." Liang Yao finally said: "It will be much better if you use this cake cushion to cushion your stomach." Liang Yao opened the cloth bag, and it was amazing. Several fried golden crispy flatbreads. There was still a faint fragrance.
It's been a long time since I had such a delicious thing. Gu Xiaowan swallowed unconsciously, but Gu Xiaowan was no longer an eight-year-old child. How could she stop walking when she saw something to eat.
"Thank you." Gu Xiaowan guessed, staring at the big pie in Liang Yao's hand. Since Gu Xiaowan from the previous life passed through, she should have seen both sides of the Liang Yao family. However, what Liang Yao did made Gu Xiaowan feel that there must be something in Liang Yao's heart that was hiding from herself.
When Liang Yao saw Gu Xiaowan looking at the pie in her hand in silence, he thought it was Gu Xiaowan who was embarrassed. Next, he said: "Take it!"
Gu Xiaowan’s thoughts were interrupted by Liang Yao. She saw Liang Yao always stuffing a pie into her arms, waved her hand and said sternly, "Auntie, we can’t take it! Thank you!"
After finishing speaking, before Liang Yao Shi could speak, Gu Xiaowan pulled her siblings away.
Liang Yao held the cakes that had not yet been delivered, and stood alone outside the courtyard with a brilliant expression, not knowing what was in his mind.
After leaving Liang’s house, Gu Xiaowan asked Gu Ning’an:
Ning’an, did our family get close to this Liang’s house before?

Gu Ningan didn't expect that her sister would suddenly ask such a question, and he was immediately confused.
Is it near? Gu Ning'an really didn't know, anyway, since he had a memory, he only met Liang Yao several times in the village occasionally, and he didn't even say a word.
Seeing Gu Ning'an's ignorant look, Gu Xiaowan felt clear. This Liang Yao did nothing to show his diligence, what idea did he make?
Gu Xiaowan really couldn't remember, or the Liang Yao had a good relationship with her parents before, but Gu Xiaowan didn't know all this. Even if Liang Yao had a good relationship with his father and mother, that father and mother had passed away, and seeing the four children of his friend's family having such a hard time, he should be the leader.
It's just that Liang Yao's family doesn't have it, which means that Liang Yao's relationship with his parents is normal. Or, it means that Liang Yao is afraid of causing trouble to his upper body. Both possibilities exist.
Alas, I don't want that much. Gu Xiaowan thought to herself.
Gu Xiaowan was not affected at all by the things that happened just now.
The mad dog of the Cao family barked twice, but Gu Xiaowan didn't take it seriously. The Cao family was in his thirties, and Gu Xiaowan was almost thirty in his previous life. Although he is not as tall and physically as the Cao family, but his courage and strength are much stronger than that of the Cao family. This Cao's is not enough to suffer.
It’s just that Liang Yao, looking at her, looks like aggrieved and flattering. Gu Xiaowan really couldn’t figure it out. Especially Liang Yao stopped talking to Gu Xiaowan, watching the Gu family gritted teeth. Gu Xiaowan had ten thousand question marks in her heart, not knowing what to do. It's just a pity that if the Liang Yao clan didn't say anything, it was even harder for Gu Xiaowan to ask questions by himself.
Fortunately, Gu Xiaowan has a big heart, Liang Yao doesn't want to say it now, and one day he will say it.
auzw.com Sooner or later. Thinking of this, Gu Xiaowan also figured it out.
After returning, Gu Xiaowan locked all the winter bamboo shoots into the big house. I looked at the radish leaves in the jar in the house and guessed it was almost pickled, so I took a little out, washed the pickles, chopped and thinly sliced ​​winter bamboo shoots, and fry them together in a pot.
Put a little soy oil, it is fragrant, and the color is attractive. Just look at it, the color and fragrance are all three children, smelling the sour taste of the radish leaves, mixed with the unique fragrance of winter bamboo shoots, one by one, can't help it. Drooling, swallowing.
"Sister, it seems that I have never smelled this before!" Although Gu Ning'an said he was calm, he couldn't help but speak in the face of irresistible temptation.
"Of course, this is a famous dish. It tastes even more delicious when you look at it. It will definitely make you reluctant to put down your chopsticks!" Gu Xiaowan said triumphantly.
After the winter bamboo shoots and pickles were fried, Gu Xiaowan washed the pot, cut a bit of meat, and boiled all the water and boiled pork slices.
It's cold in winter, and you can eat a warm soup, and everyone will feel warm. Gu Xiaowan thought.
When the dishes are all cooked, the sorghum rice cooked in Gu Xiaowan's small pot is almost cooked. Gu Xiaowan became bored, and asked Gu Ningping to carry the vegetables into the big house, and then one person served a bowl of sorghum rice and carried it into the big house.
After closing the door, the four people sat around the table, waiting for Gu Xiaowan to come over and saw that all three of them were curious and surprised looking at the plate of fried winter bamboo shoots and pickles.
"Brother, did you say it's delicious?" Gu Ningping swallowed.
"It must be delicious!" Gu Ning'an glared at the food in front of him and swallowed.
"Brother, it's so fragrant!" Gu Xiaoyi glanced at the dishes in front of him and swallowed.
Gu Xiaowan looked at the three younger brothers and sisters like that, and couldn't help but chuckle: "You three silly children, stare at you, hurry up and eat!"
When Gu Xiaowan also sat down, she picked up the chopsticks placed in front of him. Gu Ningping took the lead in getting the chopsticks and took a chopstick with bamboo shoots and fried pickles into her mouth.
Suddenly, an unprecedented feeling surrounded the taste buds.
Salty, sour, crunchy after chewing.
"It's delicious!" Gu Ningping just chewed and danced excitedly.
"Sister, brother, sister, you guys have a taste, it's delicious, delicious, so delicious." Then he stretched out his chopsticks, and put another chopsticks bamboo shoots into the bowl.
Gu Ning'an was the same. After taking a bite, his eyes brightened: "Sister, these winter bamboo shoots really don't have the astringent taste. Moreover, the pickles are chewed, sour and very chewy."
"Of course, the bamboo shoots will be astringent because of improper handling." Gu Xiaowan fried this plate of winter bamboo shoots with pickled vegetables with boiled lard. There is lard as the base, and the flavor of winter bamboo shoots and pickles is more fragrant.