Farm the Prolific Chapter 9

After scolding, Nora went to the room, shaking her little feet, to comfort her little girl.

Clara Du had become accustomed to Nora's verbal abuse. This level of verbal abuse was not even considered verbal abuse. It was much better than verbal abuse against other people. So she did not take it seriously when she was scolded. She curled her lips and turned back to her room.

Stingy old aunt!

At lunch, because Lyra Du was angry, she ate lunch in her room.

She finished a full bowl of meat soup and a large bowl of white rice with some dried vegetables in a short while. After finishing, Lyra Du sighed. The original owner's stomach was enlarged by her uncontrolled eating and drinking. She couldn't eat less immediately. After eating these things, she didn't feel bloated at all, and she even felt not full.

Take it slow. You can't become fat by eating too much in one go, and you can't become a beauty by losing weight in one go.

The reason why she pretended to be angry and hid in the room to eat was because she knew that most of the meat was in her Vag!n@. If she insisted on not eating it, it would easily arouse the suspicion of her cheap mother Nora.

Eat it. She is not the original owner. She really can't swallow the meat and soup while everyone at the table is staring at her, so she finds a way to hide in the room.

Fortunately, there is so much sparrow meat at night...

After lunch, after washing the dishes, Ivy started to boil water. At the request of her little girl, Nora took out several pairs of scissors from home.

When the water boiled, the family began to kill sparrows. Of course, it was mainly the women's job.

The second son Jasper Du and the father Owen Du did not have to do anything, they just squatted aside and watched the fun, while Miles Du was responsible for moving firewood and burning the pot.

Lyra Du taught his three sisters-in-law and stepmother how to kill sparrows quickly, and after killing a few himself, he was pushed by Nora to wash his hands and was not allowed to do so. Nora also watched from the side with a stool.

Everyone felt that although sparrows were small, they still had some meat, and if they were stacked one by one, they would not be a small number, so the family was busy, and at this time, no one blamed Lyra Du in their hearts.

Even the angry Clara Du relaxed her tense face when she saw that her aunt was not making a fuss this time and was really planning to cook the sparrow meat. She took the initiative to walk out of the room and help pull the sparrow feathers.

The five little kids, including the youngest one Ezra Du, were all busy. The children couldn't use scissors to kill sparrows, but they knew how to pull their feathers.

The family was busy for most of the afternoon. They killed and washed all the sparrows in a bag and put them in a basin. The wooden basin for washing vegetables was a whole big one.

"My Hua'er is smart and clever. This pot of sparrow meat is enough for our family to have a good meal." Mrs. Nora's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and she said with pride.

The family looked at the big pot of sparrow meat and felt a sense of accomplishment. For the first time, they agreed with what Nora said in their hearts and nodded.

It was evening, not yet dark.

Lyra Du rolled up his sleeves and prepared to burn the sparrows.

"Mom, is there any wine at home?"

Lyra Du walked around the kitchen and found a large piece of ginger and a head of garlic, but no other seasonings. There might not be vinegar or soy sauce in this time and space, but there must be wine. She had seen it on the grocery shelf of Du Quezi's house.

"Yes, your father has a jar hidden in his room. Do you want to use it?"

"Well, we need it for roasting sparrows. Go and pour a big bowl for us, mom." Lyra Du handed a big bowl for eating to Nora.

After Nora went to pour the wine, Lyra Du went to the eaves outside the house and pulled back some dried chilies, then found a small jar of homemade soybean paste in the kitchen cabinet.

The family didn't believe that Lyra Du could cook sparrow meat, so when all the seasonings were ready, a circle of people gathered outside the kitchen. Even Clara Du came and stood there looking into the kitchen.

Lyra Du planned to make the sparrows herself, but she was not prepared to do the whole process herself, as she had to cater to the lazy nature of the original owner.

Faye Du and Miles Du were competing for the same job, which was sitting under the pot and boiling the pot. In the end, Faye Du won.

Lyra Du instructed his second sister-in-law Ivy to pour all the sparrows into the pot, add water, boil the water, and then scoop them out.

After washing the pot, he scooped a lot of lard into the pot with an iron shovel and put it in to fry. There was a large pool of oil at the bottom of the pot. Nora, who was standing by and watching, was so distressed that her face turned blue.

If it wasn't for her precious little girl directing the second child's family to shovel, she would have definitely given them another slap in the face.

Ivy's face was still swollen from the slap she received yesterday. Lyra Du felt guilty seeing this, because it was for him that the slap was given.

When the oil was hot, Lyra Du instructed Ivy to put the ginger and garlic that she had prepared earlier into the pot and stir-fry for a while. When she smelled the fragrance, she poured a large pot of sparrows into the pot and stir-fried them quickly.

Later, pour a large bowl of wine, put in bean paste, dried chili peppers, salt and sugar, and continue to stir-fry together. The fire was burning brightly, and soon the whole kitchen was filled with fragrance. The people around sniffed and swallowed quietly.

Seeing that it was almost done, Lyra Du asked Ivy to add water and then simmer it over high heat.

Lyra Du made braised spicy sparrows and added wine as seasoning, which was something that the Du family and the people in the village had never cooked before.

There are few meat dishes in rural areas. If there are meat dishes, they are either boiled or stewed, and never braised.

The Du family members who were gathered around were all very surprised, but they didn’t get to eat the sparrow meat. Could it be that it smelled good but tasted bad?

Although everyone was surprised, no one asked anything. Since no one asked, Lyra Du was happy that she didn't have to lie or explain.

The high fire turned into a low fire, and the aroma became stronger and stronger. All the people in the Du family had no mind to do anything else. They stood there, waiting to eat the braised spicy sparrow.

Felix Du and his two sons walked far outside the yard of their home when they smelled an indescribable pleasant aroma of meat.

"Dad, brother, let's have meat at home tonight!" Du Xiaowu's eyes lit up.

"You are not lazy and don't want to come back!" Felix Du retorted to his youngest son.

"How do I know that we eat meat at home? Let me go and see..." Du Xiaowu said, and ran home.

"Wow, it smells so good..." As soon as he ran into the yard, Du Xiaowu shouted loudly, "Grandpa, grandma, mom... we are back!"

"You're back, so what? What's the fuss about?" Nora's words made Du Xiaowu angry like a puffer fish.

Lyra Du, who was watching the fire in the kitchen, laughed and shook her head. My mouth...

Mira and Felix Du, who followed in, immediately turned grim when they heard this, but they did not dare to get angry.

"Grandpa, grandma, mom, little sister, second uncle..." Du XiaOwen Du, on the other hand, calmly called everyone around, and finally walked into the kitchen and respectfully called Lyra Du "Aunt."

"Xiao Wen is back."

Lyra Du also greeted him with a smile. She thought her nephew was a thoughtful and polite scholar. However, whether it was just a face-saving project or he was really sensible and well-educated remained to be seen.

The original owner's brain was a mess. All people were like that in her mind, either good or bad, divided into two extreme poles, black and white.

"Well, aunt, why are you cooking today?" Du XiaOwen Du was surprised.