After opening the doors and windows, Jiang Yi washed his hands and prepared to cook.

The weather is hot in summer, and the Jiang family only has an old-fashioned fan, and the sound is terrifying when it turns, and it feels like it is going to strike at any time, so Qian Yulan also looks at it very closely.

The fan was placed by her in the living room of the main house, and it was covered with a dust cover embroidered with flowers, except for the hottest time, she was willing to turn it on for Jiang Jiayin to let her do her homework coolly, and the couple also followed and blew on the side, usually Qian Yulan didn't let it go at all, saying that it was a waste of electricity.

It's not just the Jiang family, except for a few families with good conditions, basically every family is like this, at night it is too hot, they all gather at the mouth of the alley to cool off, and then go back to the house to sleep when the temperature drops.

So when it's time to cook, the doors and windows of each kitchen must be open, otherwise the heat alone can stun people.

Jiang Yi washed rice and cooked rice first, and when he saw that there were cabbage and a lot of potatoes in the kitchen, he took some over.

The pork is less than a catty, and it is only seven or eight taels when it is made, and it is gone if one person clips two pieces on the table, so Jiang Yi is going to put some potatoes in it, and the potatoes in the braised pork absorb the gravy, and it is as fragrant as the meat when you bite into it.

In addition, make a vinegared cabbage, which is more refreshing to eat with braised pork.

After working in the kitchen for a long time, Jiang Yi couldn't help but take a breath when he came out of the pot, it was so fragrant.

As soon as the meal was served, Jiang Jiayin, who was still hiding in the house and crying just now, came out.

Qian Yulan didn't care about others, sat down and directly sandwiched a large piece of meat for Jiang Jiayin, and advised: "Jiayin eat more, make up for it, Zhang Guifen is a slut, see if I don't kill her in the future." ”

"Mom, can you not mention her during dinner?" Jiang Jiayin was annoyed to hear it.

was beaten twice by that slut in one day, and her mother has the kung fu to talk cruelly here, why didn't she stop her at that time? What's the use of waiting for her to be beaten every time and then running over?

Jiang Jiayin didn't say it, but she also had some resentment towards her mother in her heart.

"Okay, good, mom is wrong, mom won't mention it, eat meat and eat meat." Qian Yulan was afraid that her daughter would feel uncomfortable when she heard it, so she quickly apologized, so she hurriedly sandwiched a piece of meat for herself.

If it weren't for Jiang Jianjun still sitting at the dinner table, she couldn't wait to serve the plate directly, draw half of it for herself and her daughter, and not even leave the soup for the dead girl.

Jiang Jiayin lowered her head to eat at this time, because of the wound on the corner of her face and mouth, her mouth opened a little wider, and the wound hurt a little.

But even if Qian Yulan is partial to her, the braised pork is not ready to eat at any time, and today's braised pork smells particularly attractive, Jiang Jiayin pressed the corner of her mouth with one hand, tried her best to open her mouth wide, endured the pain, stuffed the meat into her mouth, and then chewed it slightly.

Not to mention, today's braised pork looks very good, the color is golden and red, a bit in line with the "thick oil red sauce" she heard before, and it is very fragrant, fat but not greasy, slightly sweet in taste, and soft in the mouth.

Jiang Jiayin ate satisfied, swallowed a piece and couldn't wait to stretch out his chopsticks to clip another piece.

In total, I made a small plate, and if I ate it slowly, it went into other people's stomachs.

Qian Yulan noticed that the dead girl's eyes kept staring at Jiayin, and she couldn't help but scold.

"Look at it, you don't have meat in your bowl, what are you doing staring at your sister, I'm not afraid to kill you if I eat too much!"

Looking at the shiny braised pork in Jiang Yi's bowl distressedly, Qian Yulan couldn't wait to clip it directly.

Normally, Jiang Yi would have blocked it back, but today she looked at Jiang Jiayin and spoke in a flat tone.