Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

After all, An Ning didn't eat the small crispy fish that was fried first. The two of them cleaned up the yard for an hour and finally cleaned up all the small fish.

Sitting on the small bench, An Ning spread his arms and didn't want to do anything else.

"Next time, let's buy something to eat."

"Who bought it and cleaned it up so cleanly for you?"

Jiang Xia was about to stand up and hold the fish basin, but as soon as he stood up, he screamed.

"my waist---"

"Why are you in such a hurry!"

An Ning immediately stretched out her hand to hold the basin in Jiang Xia's hand, letting him relax for a while.

"It's okay, I just sat there for too long and am a little stiff."

Jiang Xia calmed down for a minute, the stiffness gradually dissipated, and went to get the basin again.

"Let's go together."

Two people carried a medium-sized iron basin into the house and started frying fish.

After cleaning three times, Jiang Xia personally prepared the batter, covered each small fish in the batter, and fried it slowly over low heat.

After being fried, the batter on the outside of the small fish, which was not very big at first, expanded to twice its size, making it impossible to fit in the small pot.

"There's so much, we can't even eat it."

An Ning looked at more and more small fish, thought about it again and again, and finally decided to give some to the neighbors.

It was one thing to deliberately avoid it before, but this time everyone reached out to help, and they were too embarrassed to stay in Shenyin.

Not necessarily closer, but at least a little stronger than before.

The smell of fried fish wafted out, and the ducks and geese in the yard were quacking.

"Come here, come here! There is food for you."

An Ning took the fish heads, fins and other things that had been cleaned in a basin and fed them to the geese and ducks.

That's the good thing about being in a village. As long as you raise whatever you want, almost nothing is wasted.

The chicken that was flooded last night also recovered on its own. An Ning arranged a sick meal for it, a little millet porridge.

After frying the small fish for the first time, Jiang Xia fried it for the second time to ensure that the outer skin was crispy.

"Breaked up?"

"All right!"

An Ning took a net bag, put the small crispy fish in it, and carried it to the house next door.

At every house, they said no, no, thank you, thank you. After some rejection, An Ning could bring something back.

After a round of delivery, the dinner for the two of them changed from a plate of small fried fish to four dishes.

The moment they sat down to eat, the two of them were a little confused by the neighborly relationship, just like the Jiang family and the An family at that time.

An Ning picked up the chopsticks and ate the tofu soup sent by the neighbor next door.

"I miss it a bit."

"When people reach a certain age, they start to miss their childhood."

An Ning lowered her head and raised her eyes, glaring at Jiang Xia.

"roll!"

"It's too late. I'll be by your side as time goes by in this life."

"you---"

An Ning was speechless.

After a meal, the two people's mentality changed a little. In fact, it's not that bad to get along with each other, right?

Most of the neighbors here are older than the two of them. They look at Jiang Xia and An Ning like their own children, always thinking of giving them something delicious to eat.

Especially like the grandma and grandpa in a big family.

A rain and a meal changed the mentality of two people.

In the next few days, the water in the yard has almost dried up, and the water in the river has receded. An Ning and Jiang Xia come out to chat with everyone more often. Occasionally, An Ning can play a mahjong game at the level of an aunt. , experienced hand addiction.

Jiang Xia found an old man and became the youngest among them. He chatted with everyone and occasionally played chess and poker.