House Dad’s Literary Life

Most of the home’s seasonings are in the sea bowl, ginger and garlic are the same, soy sauce, peanut oil, etc. There is a special pot, but it is not the same as the supermarket in the city, because the peanut oil here is the machine Squeezed, there is a special workshop in the town, peanut oil, soy sauce is used up, bring a pot to buy, there is the saying of soy sauce. (Note 1)

But even though it was clear at a glance, Mo Fei looked for a while and finally took it to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi picked up the spoon above and prepared to add salt, but he dug it and found it was not quite right. The texture was wrong. The salt should not be so soft and sticky. His attention shifted from the pot to the bowl of the sea, and looked at the crystal structure of the bowl of “salt” and suddenly understood.

“cough cough!” Yang Yi stood aside quietly and pointed to the sea bowl with coarse salt. He said, “Mo Fei, take it to me.”

Mo Fei is not stupid. Her big eyes have been watching Yang Yi’s movements. Seeing that Yang Yi is ready to spoon “salt” in the pot, but she retracts, she knows that she has taken the wrong.

She was so hot that her face was hot, her ears were red, and she pouted, and she took the real salt to Yang Yi.

Dong Yue’e watched for a while, and also had a certain understanding of Yang Yi’s cooking, and let go of his heart. However, she couldn’t take it anymore, and the kitchen was occupied by the children. It was really nothing she did. Dong Yue’e remembered the chicken she was going to kill.

After Dong Yue’e went out, Mo Fei couldn’t help it anymore. She pointed to the sea bowl filled with sugar and whispered to Yang Yi: “Yang Yi, isn’t this salt?”

Yang Yi finally couldn’t help but he smiled softly.

“You still laugh at me, I don’t understand it!” Mo Fei hammered his arm in a strange way.

Yang Yi added some water and covered the pot with a leek before turning his head and pointing at the sugar and laughing: “You taste it.”

Mo Fei said that he had touched his fingers and touched it gently. He had just washed vegetables and his fingers were still damp. He suddenly had a thin layer of sugar on his fingertips. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Yang with amazement. Yi: “It’s sweet.”

“Well, yes! This is sugar, you see, is it a crystal clear feeling, and then it will stick together.” Yang Yi teaches Mo Fei how to distinguish.

“But isn’t the salt sticky?” Mo Fei asked inexplicably.

“Not the same, the salt is in powder form, smaller than the sugar particles, and they absorb the moisture in the air, the glue looks different, the viscosity of the sugar block will be larger, and the salt block is not sticky. Yang Yi analyzed.

He smiled and said: “And ah, our family is eating coarse salt here. You see, it’s all piece by piece, you don’t know, don’t blame you.”

“Hey, Mom, have you already seen it? She will definitely feel that my daughter-in-law does not know how to cook, is angry, and then goes out.” Mo Fei said with pride.

“No, how can she be angry with you? I won’t cook, what’s the big deal?” Yang Yi laughed.

“But Yang Huan told me that your family likes a wife who can cook.” Mo Fei didn’t relax, she frowned.

“Hey, I did have such an idea before. But don’t worry, don’t you still have me? I will do it, they won’t use it to make it difficult for you.” Yang Yi patted Mo Fei’s back.

“Talk about how long have you been secretly learning?” Yang Yi said, in order to make Mo Fei happy, he also shifted the subject and said with a smile.

“It didn’t take long… I didn’t learn well, I want to give you a surprise, just a pity…” Mo Fei was a little sad.

“Surprise is still there, but more is still moving.” Yang Yi took Mo Fei, took a kiss on her head and said with a smile, “You silly woman, I have eaten so much for me!”

“You are paying for me, and it’s my turn to pay once!” Mo Fei was sweet, but he still screamed hammering Yang Yi’s chest.

“No, you have to help me explore your Mama’s tone. If she doesn’t think so, you have to continue to teach me, know that I will!” Mo Fei is still worried.

“Good, good…”

……

Yang Yi doesn’t have to explore the tone of Dong Yue’e because Yang Huan is already a small spy.

“Mom, how am I doing?” Yang Huan is helping to grasp the wings and claws of the unlucky pheasant, letting Dong Yue’e cut it and let it go.

This chicken blood is a good thing. Dong Yue’e uses salt water to continue. The chicken blood clots that are condensed in the soup are cooked in the soup. The cooked chicken blood is slippery and fragrant. It is a rare taste with soy sauce.

“You are awkward, what kind of work does she do? Teacher? Being an official?” Dong Yue’e asked the question first.

“No, she is a big star, a big star to sing. You don’t like watching TV. If you like watching TV, you can see her singing on TV!” Yang Huan laughed.

In fact, the TV in the commissary of the village’s head office can’t see Mo Fei’s, because this TV can only receive several local stations.

“Singing?” Dong Yue’e frowned. “No wonder, she doesn’t cook at all, but Tiezi, I don’t know when I practiced a good job, cooking has a doorway.”

“My older brother said that he was working outside, learning from the masters, and the dishes he did were delicious.” Yang Huan said, “Mom, in fact, Dalat doesn’t cook, it doesn’t matter? The girl in the city, How many of them will cook? You see my former school, the students in the county towns, where they compare with the girls in the village, they are so big, they have not cooked.”

“It’s useless now!” Dong Yue’e mentality is very good, she said with a smile, “The children are so big, can I still stop them together?”

Yang Huan’s chicken is still dying. Although the blood has flown almost, its wings and ankles are still shaking violently, especially in the last wave, which is particularly powerful. After that, the chicken was a fart, and the buttocks also pulled out a little hot stuff and dripped on the mud.

Dong Yue’e loosened the chicken’s neck and then said to Yang Huan: “Also, although I can’t cook, I think that the wife of your big brother is not bad.”

Yang Huan asked with surprise: “Yes? You see it?”

This Yang Huan has already been conquered by Mo Fei’s various gifts and has been thoroughly invested in Mo Fei.

“Well, I don’t say how to look, people are very diligent, seeing me pour tea, she also came up to help, just like the woman who started with your second brother, you know that you can sit down and wait to eat and drink. Although not I will cook, but I am willing to accompany you in the kitchen to do things. In the winter, I have this cold water in my hands, and I haven’t snorted. I heard that the girls in the city are spoiled, and you don’t have this bad habit. It’s a woman who lives,” Dong Yue’e said with Yang Huan.

Dong Yue’e Although she did not know how to get out of the valley, she had unusual wisdom. Otherwise, how could she get Yang Chonggui?

“That is, anyway, my older brother will cook, not a bad one, as long as they can live with peace of mind, you can!” Yang Huan said with a smile, “Mom, I don’t know, you are so open-minded?”

“I am not you, you are swearing, oh…” Dong Yue’e was flattered by her daughter and snorted.