After drinking a cup of hot water, He Xun left. Jiang Yan stood outside the door reluctantly for a long time, until the other party disappeared in the wind and snow in the distance, and then rubbed his hands and entered the house.

Jiang Yu was making a stool at this time and packed up the things he brought to He Xun.

"Sister, during the Chinese New Year, I want to send some things to the teachers in the hut. Is it OK?" she asked.

"Why can't it be possible? Just give it whatever you want." This year, my sister cooks almost all the time at home. She is more familiar with the ingredients in the kitchen, so Jiang Yan naturally has no objection.

Jiang Yu must ask Jiang Yan for advice. Even if he doesn't ask, he knows that she will definitely agree, but he still wants to tell her that this is the minimum respect.

Besides, He Xun came to deliver things because of Jiang Yan's face, and she and her brother were simply benefiting from their elder sister.

There were quite a lot of things delivered this time, just the meat, there was a carton with seven or eight bags of meat, a bag of lean meat, a bag of pork belly, and a bag of fat. The remaining generations were pork fat, and the fried lard was kept.

In the countryside, you can only divide each family with seven or eight kilograms of peanuts in a year, but it is still covered with shells. This is the oil you have in your family for a year. After eating it all, you will lose it. Therefore, many people save oil. Many times they don’t see any oil in their rice bowls. Basically, they put a piece of oil brush sewn with rags in the oil tank. Every time they cook at home, they use this oil brush to brush in the pot, and there is no oil at all. The saved oil from the few kilograms of peanuts can be eaten for a year, and the extra money can be eaten in less than a month.

Therefore, lard is a good thing. Not to mention it in the countryside, even in the city, there is still a shortage of supply. People who don’t have the ability can’t buy it at all. This is thanks to He Xun’s special identity.

"Refining the lard today. It's cold now, so it's okay to eat it until summer comes." Jiang Yu took out four bags of lard fat and poured it into a porcelain basin. After breakfast, he refined the oil. The oil in the bottom of the pot can be kept for lunch to cook.

As for what eating too much lard is bad for your health, Jiang Yu, as a modern person, naturally knows that she usually pays great attention to health preservation, but in this era there is no excess oil for you. What do you eat if you don’t eat this? It is not necessarily good for your health if you don’t consume oil for a long time.

Nowadays, the years that just made you fill your stomach, and give you the chance to be picky? Crazy.

After returning for ten years, Guanyin soil had to rush to eat. If you eat it, you will die, and if you don’t eat it, you will die. Zuo just died early and late.

It was cold in winter, and when the commune's first snowfall occurred, the commune school was closed.

There is no way around. There are not many people in the school who feel sorry for their children. They are not willing to let their children go to school to get cold. In the winter, their own baby sons and grandchildren should lie in the warm bed.

Because of this, Jiang Changhai simply said hello to the school and the class was suspended.

Of course, this does not prevent Jiang Yu and his brother from studying. As usual, they go to the hut to study every day.

"Xiaochuan, later, you go to the hut and say to a few grandpas. I'll go again in the afternoon and refine oil at home in the morning. You can also send some snacks and a box of big white rabbits to them." This time, He Xun sent six boxes of big white rabbit milk candies, all in iron boxes. The cover was painted with the rabbit that was popular all over the world. This milk candies are famous in China and are also given to heads of state abroad as gifts by national leaders. They are a national guest gift that everyone is sought after.

Jiang Chuan stuffed a mouthful of corn cake into his mouth and nodded.

"That big white rabbit, I'll give Grandma Zhou another box." Jiang Yan said.

Jiang Yu nodded, "I understand."

Grandma Zhou is a widow in the village. She has two sons and one daughter. She joined the army many years ago and died on the battlefield one after another. Her daughter married to the south. She has never come back to visit her since she got married, and she has not even written letters. No one knows whether she dies or lives.

But Grandma Zhou was kind to Jiang Chuan. The summer of the previous year, Jiang Chuan and her friends went to the river to fish and almost drowned. They were caught by Grandma Zhou who was washing clothes by the river, otherwise the little guy would have died.

He was an old man who looked very mean at first glance, but his heart was definitely not in line with his appearance. After all, he was just a poor lonely old man.

"Let's give it when the Chinese New Year is coming soon. Then I'll give Grandma Zhou a bowl of lard and a bowl of white meat." These days, lean meat is not as popular as white meat. If conditions permit, many people prefer to choose white meat. After all, it's oily and delicious.

Even though Jiang Yu, who has lived here for more than half a year, still can't like white meat, he still likes to eat lean meat.

She thought it would be better to fry a pork patty?

"Well, you can watch it." Jiang Yan nodded with confidence.

After breakfast, Jiang Chuan went to the hut with his schoolbag. Jiang Yu couldn't go in the morning, but he had to go there.

Take out the pork fat plate and wash it clean. Wash it several times. After drying the pot, cut the pork fat plate into pieces and put it in. The heat in the stove should not be too strong, otherwise it will burn and affect the color and taste of the lard. Jiang Yu now knows how to control the heat.

Jiang Yan packed the chicken, duck, fish and meat sent by He Xun, and then placed it under a straw shed in the corner of the courtyard. This is where their house puts firewood. Now it is winter. These ingredients can be frozen strongly in less than an hour or two, and it is a natural refrigerator.

The food you eat is not delivered to the hut during the Chinese New Year. Jiang Yu means to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner at home and then deliver it to you, otherwise it would be a waste of raw food for several elderly people.

Since we arrived at Hexi Commune, the relatives of the five elderly people have never visited each other. Even if the descendants of the family are filial, the elderly do not want to cause trouble for their family members for nothing. They are labor reform prisoners, not educated youth to support construction. It is okay when they are usually there, but every New Year holiday, they miss their homes and endure them year by year.

The oil in the pot melted little by little, and Jiang Yu slowly stirred it with a spoon. After a while, only oil residue was left in the pot. The oil residue was used to make dumplings. The taste was absolutely delicious. I have eaten it twice at home this year, and it was made of oil sent by He Xun.

If you don’t want to eat these oil residues, they will be put outside and frozen after they are released. During the Chinese New Year, you can mix cabbage and oil residue together to make dumplings and eat them.

I took a large porcelain basin and put a few spoonfuls of sugar and some peppercorns in the basin. These two things can ensure that the pork will be stored for a longer time and will not change its flavor, and the color of the lard looks better.

"Okay?" Jiang Yan came in after feeding the chickens and ducks at home. Seeing the clear lard in the basin, the smile on the corner of her lips could not be suppressed.

"Sister, put the oil residue outside and freeze it. Let's keep it for New Year's Eve to make dumplings."

"I think so too."

After the lard cools, Jiang Yu covered it with a clean cloth and put it on the square table in the corner to eat and dig it at any time.
Chapter completed!