Strict Wife Of The '70s Manages The Household

Lin Lan went to have a further look at the mutton. It was an entire back leg that probably came from a large lamb. The meat seemed to be fat and tender as it looked so good.

“Tomorrow, your results will be announced. To celebrate, let’s make some barbecue, whereas the rest can be made into braised mutton,” Lin Lan also placed the mutton in the outdoor tank to freeze it.

The current outdoor temperature was more than ten degrees below zero, so the freezing effect of the weather was really good.

During winter, the sun would set early and it tended to get dark after 5 o’clock. There were no glass windows at this time, so the entire house was very dark.

Lin Lan asked Maisui to light the fire as she and Erwang prepared dinner.

They boiled a pot of sweet potatoes, steamed a pot of rice in a small pot on top and stewed some egg cabbage.

In addition, a small pot of pork head meat was mixed with scallions. The pork head meat was cooked in a soft and fragrant manner. Modern people would eat it and think it was a bit fat, but then again, they were running low on oil here. The children of this era weren’t afraid to eat it, so as long as they didn’t think that the taste of the meat was too fatty, it was fine.

The two pots cooked quickly and Lin Lan also made a small pot of spinach soup before adding fried mushrooms and diced meat, which was also one of the children’s favourite dishes.

Since the beginning of the 12th lunar month, the food quality of their family had gradually increased such as having fine grains, dumplings, steamed stuffed buns, pork ribs, pork head meat…The children were happy every day. In Sanwang’s words, they were living like Gods.

Now that she got so much coal again, Lin Lan was very happy. The next day, when the children went to school to have their grades announced, she prepared some charcoal barbecue at home. 𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚗ｏ𝚟𝚎𝚕.ｏｒｇ

Cutting off the piece of lamb that was connected to the ribs, she could grill them directly and cut some fat and thin pieces into small slices. Then, she first marinated them with salt, sauce, pepper, green onion, ginger, perilla and other things. After that, she used disposable chopsticks to skewer the meat. She placed some pork belly on it before adding some leeks, garlic cloves and tofu rolls. Unfortunately, eggplants weren’t in season, but it didn’t matter that much.

Han Qingsong bought tofu and bean curd for Lin Lan in the afternoon. From then on, he didn’t leave the house, choosing to stay at home to help her out.

According to Lin Lan’s request, he built a simple pot and stove with bricks outside the wall of the west room. Placing some bricks on the bottom, he put the red-hot charcoal in and added an iron grate on top.

The iron grates were thrown away from the canteen of the commune and they were going to be sold as scrap. However, Han Qingsong took them back and they coincidentally came in handy.

With the fiery red charcoal fire, as soon as the meat skewers were put on, there was a sizzling sound of fat being roasted, followed by the smell of meat wafting out.

Lin Lan fanned the fan, “It smells so good. Third Brother, you should practise well. If we don’t serve as the Director in the future, we will sell kebabs.”

Han Qingsong held her hand with his large one, “If it’s cold, go indoors and wait.”