Chapter 54: Are you keeping another sister outside?

Cheng Ming knew Zhao Ren so well that he was afraid he knew her better than she knew herself.

More than a decade of companionship, the unsupported two people together to hold warmth and mutual support.

It’s not family, it’s better than family.

But it’s not such a simple relationship.

When trying to escape reality, when too much stress has built up, they go crazy and claim each other’s bodies, and when they don’t leave the house for the whole day, it’s hard to imagine that she’s harboring that much desire in her tiny body.

It’s just that after every time he did it, Cheng Ming wanted to fatten her up a bit more, too skinny, really skinny, her pelvic bones hurt his flesh.

“That’s all the homework, right?”

In fact, Zhao Ren only had two or three big questions left to do, and they were easily solved.

With her stuffy nature, she wouldn’t ask her teachers, let alone her classmates, even if she didn’t understand.

“Very good, very good, lollipop for you.”

Cheng Ming handed over the lollipop as a reward.

“You eat too.”

Jo Ren took one of the lollipops and handed back the other.

“Good.”

Cheng Ming smiled as he tore open the package and put the lollipop in his mouth and said, “Go to the kitchen and prepare dinner.”

Zhao Lei’s family still uses a wood-burning stove in their kitchen, and it’s not even coal-burning.

Two large pots, frying vegetables in the front and boiling water in the back.

Apart from saltpeter, MSG and a bottle of white vinegar, there were no other condiments, good thing Cheng Ming had brought his own bottle of Sriracha over.

There was also a small tub of oil in the cupboard, but it was dirty and looked like it was just leftover oil fished back out after frying and put away.

“Better start the pot and build the fire.”

Cheng Ming grabbed the flammable wood shavings and put them into the mouth of the stove, using a match to ignite the wood shavings, adding small dry firewood first, and then adding larger dry firewood in turn, all of which were ignited.

This wave works well with woodstoves, and sometimes the fire fails how it’s built.

Cheng Ming washed the rice and soaked it in warm water.

Zhao Lei’s family did not pressure cooker, not to mention the rice cooker, can only do barrel rice, barrel rice anything good, is to do the trouble, which is also one of the reasons why their family more thin rice.

Cheng Ming shabu-shabu the pot once, then cut the purchased lard into small pieces and rinsed it once.

After the pot was hot, Cheng Ming put the lard into the pot and added a ladle of water.

Cheng Ming pulled at the chandelier cords beside him, one for the bulb and the other for the blower.

The blower whirred, the fire grew strong, and when the water boiled, the lard in the pot made a “crackling” explosion.

Cheng Ming turned off the blower again and switched to a small fire to slowly simmer.

Zhao Ren self-consciously sat on the small bench in front of the stove to burn the fire, the swaying firelight shining on her cheeks.

Consciously add and subtract firewood and adjust the gaps between the firewood to maintain a constant fire strength.

Cheng Ming, after seeing that the lard cubes were boiled to a smaller size, and the color changed from white to slightly yellow, fished out the golden dregs of the oil, while the boiled lard was kept separately.

Cheng Ming picked up a piece of golden oil residue and threw it into his mouth, crunchy, not bad.

But this stuff is just mushy and you still need to saute it again with onion, ginger and garlic to make it go down.

“Would you like one too?”

Cheng Ming picked up an oil residue with diced meat and stuffed it into Zhao Ren’s mouth, seemingly inquiring, but in fact, he didn’t even give her a chance to refuse.

A pan full of oil is too much of a waste to just rinse it off with water.

Cheng Ming fried a few eggs while they were hot, and after scrubbing the pot, he placed the barrel in the pot.

The drained rice is loaded into a wooden barrel, stirred loose with chopsticks, and a few holes are made to facilitate the upward movement of the upper steam.

Steam the rice almost half cooked, pour out the rice and add boiling water to cover the stew, taking into account that Zhao Ren likes to eat hard, Cheng Ming smothered a little longer, and then poured back into the barrel to steam.

Originally, Cheng Ming wanted to add two lotus leaves, but he didn’t find any lotus leaf buyers in the food market, only lotus seed sellers, so he had to give up.

During this time of steaming rice.

Cheng Ming also did not idle, began to deal with a variety of ingredients, hands up the knife, potatoes sliced into silk, hob cut carrots, knife skillful, looks quite pleasing to the eye.

“Big brother, are you a chef?” Zhao Ren asked dumbfounded.

“No, I’m not even close to being a chef.”

It was just that in his previous life, in order to make a living, he had to cook himself, thus honing a set of okay cooking skills. But when Cheng Ming worked, he worked overtime from time to time, and his cooking skills fell into disuse.

After being reborn, I’ve only been able to cook bowls of instant noodles for my sister once in a while.

“There’s no need to call me big brother in such a familiar manner, just directly call me Brother Cheng Ming.” Cheng Ming said condescendingly.

This was also what Zhao Ren had called Cheng Ming in his previous life.

After steaming the rice, Cheng Ming began to fry the vegetables, and for each dish, he would let Zhao Ren taste the flavor first, whether the salinity was reasonable or not.

If his sister was an uncontrollable eater, then Zhao Ren was an introverted eater.

If she says she’s full, she can definitely have another bowl. If she says she’s not hungry yet, the opposite is true.

It’s not a troublesome personality like arrogance, it’s simply self-preservation in a situation of extreme low self-esteem.

When Zhao Si returned home, he saw the cooking smoke wafting out of the chimney and walked into the kitchen full of suspicion to take a look.

Zhao Ren stood up from the small bench like a child who had done something wrong, wiped his small mouth full of grease, and shouted, “Grandpa, you’re back.”

“Grandpa Zhao Si, I’m intruding again, borrowing your kitchen to prepare dinner.”

Although Zhao Si is also considered an old man and has seen a lot of wind and waves, but also did not figure out what Cheng Ming is doing, shook his head with a bitter smile, and decided to go to organize today’s harvest, and the day after tomorrow will have to take it to the waste recycling station to exchange for money.

Zhao Lei waited until it was almost dark to arrive home, and even though he saw Cheng Ming’s message to call it an early night, the distance between Mingxi Village and the city was here.

“Your brother’s back, let’s eat, let’s eat, Ren, tell your grandfather to come over and eat, remember to wash your hands before eating.”

Cheng Ming opened the lid of the back pot and brought the vegetable soup that was kept warm inside to the table.

Scallion omelette, assorted scrambled pork, egg and tofu soup, hot and sour shredded potato ……

They’re all very ordinary, home-cooked dishes, but the aroma and colors are so bright that just looking at them makes your appetite grow.

Cheng Ming gave Zhao Lei and Zhao Ren a big bowl of rice respectively, pressing it tightly, fearing that they wouldn’t get enough to eat.

Zhao Si still went to fill a bowl of thin rice cooked in the morning.

Zhao Lei asked in confusion, “Grandpa, aren’t you going to eat?”

“No, I have bad teeth, so I’d rather have a thin meal.”

While everyone was happily enjoying this ‘sumptuous’ dinner, Cheng Ming said in a frantic manner, “Grandpa Zhao Si, all these dishes are fried with lard, it’s not good for your health if you eat too much of it, have some more tofu soup.”

When you have both elderly people and children at home, you have to pay more attention to your diet.

“Cheng Ming, I didn’t expect you to be so good at cooking, can you teach me?” Zhao Lei asked with feeling.

Cheng Ming knew that one of Zhao Lei’s dreams was to become a chef, and his thoughts were simple, as long as he became a chef, he and his family wouldn’t go hungry.

“It’s no problem to teach you, but I’m actually average, I can do some home cooking, if you really want to learn something, you still need to do an apprenticeship or go to a chef’s school.”

Before Cheng Ming left, he also said that rice, lard, eggs and other ingredients were at their disposal, and that it would be best if they could eat them all.

He’d come by almost once a week to bother.

Zhao Lei sent Cheng Ming to the door of the courtyard and asked in a serious manner, “Cheng Ming, why are you so nice to me?”

Cheng Ming’s heart ‘thumped’.

Crap, was he too hasty? From Zhao Lei’s perspective, they weren’t going to be good enough for this.

But Cheng Ming can not just focus on his own food and drink and let Zhao Lei’s family suffer.

What excuse is better.

It seems a little too far-fetched for me to dream that I was buddies with you in a past life.

I have a crush on your sister?

This one was even more impossible, and would be beaten up fat, even if Cheng Ming could be considered a benefactor of their family about now.

If someone were to play a hooligan on his sister, Cheng Ming would directly strike with a heavy fist without hesitation.

“Actually, I have a sister too, same age as your sister, also very introverted, not many friends, seeing your sister is like seeing my sister, can’t help but want to take care of her.”

“Your sister?”

“Yeah, sometime I’ll bring my sister over so the two can get to know each other and be good friends, and it’s okay if they can’t.”

It’s a shame that the two hadn’t met in their previous lives.

“In that case, I’m actually quite worried that my sister doesn’t have any friends, I haven’t even seen her looking for classmates to play with, it’s quite good, quite good.” Zhao Lei said with a slight nod.

“Zhao Lei, I’ll leave first then, bye.” Cheng Ming put on his helmet and rode the bike, waving goodbye.

“Bye, and thank you, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen my sister smile so much.”

“Seeing Rei happy makes me happy.”

The motorcycle engine roared, and Zhao Lei looked at the bright light of Cheng Ming’s taillight disappearing into the darkness of the night before returning to the house.

When Cheng Ming returned home, his mom was washing the dishes, while his sister blocked the doorway with her little shark in her arms, black-faced and questioning:

“Brother, you can finally come home, where’s my lollipop, did you steal it? There are two lollipops missing!”

“Ah, I was the one who took two right, is that something you can even notice?”

Cheng Ming looked at such a large handful of lollipops on his sister’s desk, so he took two in his hand.

“I’m sure I can spot it, I’m not stupid, the green apple and strawberry flavors are gone.”

Cheng Li reached into the pocket of Processing Ming’s pants and fished out the lollipop bag.

Ah, forgot to throw it away. Stolen goods.

“And a lollipop wrapper? Who ate it?” Cheng Li poked Cheng Ming’s stomach and asked after him.

“Couldn’t it have been me who ate it?”

“Neither package is together, and you don’t eat the candy every time, one at the most.”

Cheng Ming really didn’t have that much of a sweet tooth, and this little habit was still taken to death by his sister.

“Are you keeping another sister out there?”

Cheng Ming said with a tittering smile, “Why would you think that way?”

Though one had to admit that his sister’s intuition was a bit spot on is all.

“Or you won’t be allowed in the house tonight until you tell us who you gave the candy to.”

Cheng Li opened his arms and blocked Cheng Ming’s way.

Cheng Ming directly picked up Cheng Li, pinched her cheeks, and truthfully said, “It’s a friend’s sister, so I’ll give it to her, and next time I’ll buy double the candy to compensate you, is that okay?”

“A friend’s sister? Do you still have friends, brother? Don’t lie to yourself.”

“I have very few friends but more than you, my friend’s sister is kinda cute and not a picky eater, I’ll introduce you to her later.”

“I don’t want to know her, put me down, put me down now.”

Cheng Li swung the small shark to smash Cheng Ming’s face, and kicked Cheng Ming’s stomach with both feet in a chaotic manner, this girl really didn’t know the lightness of her hands.