Chapter 256 255. Do your best!

Luo Shaoan followed to the kitchen and took a look.

His mother had a pot on the fire with coarse salt in it and peanuts buried in the salt.

"It's okay, it's not burnt." Luo Shaoan's mother patted her chest happily and picked up the spatula to stir-fry.

"Oh, I can still buy small-grain red ones. You are so capable, mom." Luo Shaoan smiled while looking into the pot and took the opportunity to praise her.

Luo's mother was in a very good mood and complained to her son, "I didn't buy them. Your dad can't sit still as soon as the heating is turned on. He runs to the grain and oil store in town every day, saying he wants to buy peanuts. He doesn't want any other peanuts, but only the small red ones. The grain and oil store was so annoyed by him that they bought a bag of them and just brought them back yesterday."

"Your dad soaked it when he got it back, adding five-spice powder and soaking it overnight. Today he couldn't wait and insisted that I stir-fry it."

The so-called small-grain red is the common name here, and I don’t know what the specific variety is called.

Anyway, it’s not produced locally.

This kind of peanuts are small and red in color. They are especially delicious when fried or stir-fried. They are Luo Shaoan's father's favorite.

It’s just not easy to buy, you have to rely on luck.

Luo Shaoan knew that his father's favorite thing in his life was to chew peanuts while drinking.

I didn't expect that it has evolved to the point where the owner of the grain and oil store would purchase goods specifically for him.

I turned my head and saw the bag leaning against the kitchen heater.

When I opened it, I found that the noodle bag that could hold 50 kilograms of noodles was only half full, and it was full of small red grains.

"Wow, that's a lot to buy."

"That's right. Your dad has prepared all the food for the whole winter. He said that the food is dry this year and won't go bad. It's a rare opportunity, so he brought all of it back at once to save trouble..." Mother Luo continued to complain while frying the peanuts, "He's not afraid of getting a sore throat after eating so much."

"Hahahaha, then I'll buy some chrysanthemum tea and let him drink it every day to reduce his internal heat."

"One is getting angry while the other is cooling down, just go ahead and do it..." Mother Luo muttered to herself, her hands moving skillfully.

The peanuts were fried quickly. I put down the spatula and picked up the colander. I scooped a large spoonful from the pot and shook it to sift out the salt.

He then asked Luo Shaoan to bring a stainless steel basin and pour the fried peanuts into it.

As soon as the first spoonful was put in, Luo Shaoan immediately picked up two grains and threw them into his mouth, "Whoosh~ Whoosh~, hot, hot~~"

Mother Luo quickly dropped the colander and reached her hand to her son's mouth, "Spit it out now."

"Hmm~~" Luo Shaoan shook his head, opened his mouth and exhaled, moved his tongue a few times, and swallowed.

"Kid, why are you talking so fast? Did you get burned?"

"No. They're delicious. My mom's fried peanuts with salt are the best in the world."

Luo Shaoan offered another compliment.

Luo's mother smiled widely, but she was still modest, "You're talking nonsense. It's still soft now. It will become crispy when it cools down."

"It tastes better when it's cooled down." Luo Shaoan took the colander from his mother's hand and helped sift the peanuts out of the pot. He then asked, "Mom, didn't you prepare anything for yourself?"

"I prepared more than your father." Upon hearing this, Luo's mother happily opened the kitchen cabinet door and took out each item one by one to show off to her son.

Luo Shaoan turned his head and saw, wow, there were really a lot.

There are fried melon seeds, fried pumpkin seeds, dried sweet potatoes, walnut kernels, dried apricots and raisins.

He took out seven or eight items in a row.

"I'm not like your dad, who is so obsessed with peanuts that he won't let go, and he doesn't get tired of them. The pumpkins grown by your uncle this year are very good, so I went to get two. I washed and fried the pumpkin seeds myself a few days ago, and I dried the pumpkin myself. The sweet potatoes are from our family. When your dad went to town, he saw a good walnut seller and bought five pounds at once. I cracked them all out and made amber walnut kernels according to what Doudou taught me. Take some with you, kid. I heard it can nourish your brain..."

"By the way, look at the bags Mom made. I just sewed them last night. I washed them and hung them on the radiator. They should be dry now. It's a good time to pack them up today."

As she said that, Mother Luo ran to the bedroom and brought over a stack of white cloth bags.

The pocket is made of thick white coarse cloth, the size of two palms, with a circle of buttonholes at the opening for sealing with a strip of cloth.

The stitches are dense and the seams are fine. On each bag, a small animal is crocheted with colored thread, such as a duckling, a kitten, etc., which is very beautiful.

"What is this used for?" Luo Shaoan asked.

"To store food. Didn't the girl who installed the heater last time tell us to seal a bag and put melon seeds, peanuts, dried fruits, etc. in it? We can eat it whenever we want, and it will always be warm, and it won't peel..."

Mother Luo rummaged through her pockets and muttered to herself, "This looks good. Let me use it."

Pour in the pumpkin seeds.

Then he muttered, "This duck is also beautiful, let me use it too."

It's filled with dried sweet potatoes. …

Finally, he packed all his own food first, and held the remaining bag while muttering, "These stitches are crooked, it doesn't look good, fill it with peanuts for your dad."

"Hahahaha." Luo Shaoan was listening on the side and laughing secretly.

He had never seen such a lovely side of his mother.

The fried peanuts were taken out, dried, and put into those ugly bags.

The coarse salt in the pot was waiting to cool down, so Luo Shaoan used both arms to lift the pot.

The coarse salt in the pot can be reused.

Luo's mother took a box and took it by the side, saying, "My baby is so strong now~~"

I unconsciously used the tone I used when I was a child.

Luo Shaoan was still a little embarrassed...

I returned to the living room carrying a bunch of bags of snacks.

Together, mother and son spread the bag out on the radiator.

Mother Luo took the remote control to turn on the TV and asked Luo Shaoan to sit back on the stool.

He reached into a bag with his backhand and opened it to find snacks.

It feels pretty smooth.

Let Luo Shaoan touch one quickly. The bags are all the same anyway. The main point is to open a blind box and get whatever you touch.

The mother and son sat side by side, roasting their backs, eating snacks, watching TV and chatting.

very nice.

Luo Shaoan felt like crying.

It turns out that his parents don't know how to enjoy themselves, or how to make themselves comfortable.

In the past, they didn't do this because they didn't want to? It was because they were helpless or didn't have the heart to do it.

In the past, there was no joy or laughter in the home.

There is only a father who sighs all day long and loses his temper at the slightest provocation, and a mother who sheds tears at the slightest provocation.

I even blamed them, wondering why they were not as happy and harmonious as other people's parents.

Ah.

How can you live happily at home when you have a troublesome baby?

Luo Shaoan wanted to go back to last year and give his last year self a few slaps in the face...
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But in the hearts of Luo Shaoan’s parents.

This year they finally got their happy ending. After more than ten years of hard times, they finally got through it.

The troublesome child finally grew up.

He shaved his head of yellow hair, became stronger, and grew taller.

He is calm, confident and generous in dealing with people.

No longer a little gangster that everyone hates.

It's like I became an adult overnight.

The work, rules, regulations and benefits are many times better than those of other companies he had worked at when he went out.

The kid is also very hardworking.

I often hear my own children and Zhiqiang's child say that they were sent to such and such place today, and transferred to such and such place tomorrow to do something else.

At first I thought he was being excluded, but after careful investigation, I realized that relationships are a form of training and a way to hone your skills.

well.

Now, his kid is one of the best boys in the village.

Compete.

(End of this chapter)