Family Edition Xinjiang Large Plate Chicken
by Old lady who loves to dance
Favorite
Difficulty
Hard
Time
1h
Serving
2
Father's Day,
Memories of my father and wine.
The old father likes to drink, but every meal is so small, by no means excessive. The dishes go with the wine are also very casual, there is a small fried pork, just add a few peanuts.
I remember that when I was a child, I used to hold a small pot and buy a few taels of green bamboo leaves for my father. This small pot is enough for my father to drink a few meals. Later, Zhuyeqing had very little wine, and my father's wine was mixed, sorghum wine and barley wine were drunk, but it was still a small cup.
When I was young, my dad was the top of the unit and was very busy. The unit was far away from home. My dad would go home once a week. Every Saturday, the nanny would cook a table of good dishes and let my sister and I go to the street to sell wine. When the wine came home, our four siblings gathered around the table, quietly waiting for my father, waiting to come back late every day, also the mother of the unit leader.
Sometimes the nanny will let the younger brother eat a piece of meat, but our third sister is not allowed to use chopsticks.
It wasn't until the sound of father's footsteps came from the stairs that we rushed out to greet father, the family, and then sat at the dining table and had a lively meal.
At this time, my father would often say; Bring wine--the kid will serve Laozi with rice!
We happily filled my father's bamboo leaves with green leaves, and my father would take a sip of wine and a bite of food.
Then ask about our learning situation ------
This time is the happiest time for our family.
Although this happy moment is short, it is deeply imprinted in my heart.
Especially unforgettable is the small, slender pitcher.
Later, when I returned to my hometown in Jiangsu, my old father drank rice white wine once a day, a small bowl each time.
Snacks are still very casual, a fish, a few peanuts can be made.
Later, when father and mother were old, they still cooked by the nanny, but they couldn't be as delicious as the dishes I cooked.
Therefore, it is often when I go back to my mother's house and I cook for my parents.
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Now, Mom and Dad are far away from me, my cooking skills are better~~~
On the occasion of Father's Day, write these memories of my father and wine, and make a big chicken to commemorate my father and mother!
I hope my mom and dad will be happy in heaven! "
Memories of my father and wine.
The old father likes to drink, but every meal is so small, by no means excessive. The dishes go with the wine are also very casual, there is a small fried pork, just add a few peanuts.
I remember that when I was a child, I used to hold a small pot and buy a few taels of green bamboo leaves for my father. This small pot is enough for my father to drink a few meals. Later, Zhuyeqing had very little wine, and my father's wine was mixed, sorghum wine and barley wine were drunk, but it was still a small cup.
When I was young, my dad was the top of the unit and was very busy. The unit was far away from home. My dad would go home once a week. Every Saturday, the nanny would cook a table of good dishes and let my sister and I go to the street to sell wine. When the wine came home, our four siblings gathered around the table, quietly waiting for my father, waiting to come back late every day, also the mother of the unit leader.
Sometimes the nanny will let the younger brother eat a piece of meat, but our third sister is not allowed to use chopsticks.
It wasn't until the sound of father's footsteps came from the stairs that we rushed out to greet father, the family, and then sat at the dining table and had a lively meal.
At this time, my father would often say; Bring wine--the kid will serve Laozi with rice!
We happily filled my father's bamboo leaves with green leaves, and my father would take a sip of wine and a bite of food.
Then ask about our learning situation ------
This time is the happiest time for our family.
Although this happy moment is short, it is deeply imprinted in my heart.
Especially unforgettable is the small, slender pitcher.
Later, when I returned to my hometown in Jiangsu, my old father drank rice white wine once a day, a small bowl each time.
Snacks are still very casual, a fish, a few peanuts can be made.
Later, when father and mother were old, they still cooked by the nanny, but they couldn't be as delicious as the dishes I cooked.
Therefore, it is often when I go back to my mother's house and I cook for my parents.
----------------------
Now, Mom and Dad are far away from me, my cooking skills are better~~~
On the occasion of Father's Day, write these memories of my father and wine, and make a big chicken to commemorate my father and mother!
I hope my mom and dad will be happy in heaven! "
