: Two hundred and fifty-three unfilial descendants
Because of the rain outside that day, the whole village was closed, and Zhu Siya and Shen Jiaxing naturally stayed at home. Shen Jiao last went back to the dumplings to eat the lean meat. In the past few days, under the supervision and feeding of Han Qixiu, It grew back little by little, and turned into a white and tender squeamish bag again.
Han Qixiu finished feeding the melon seeds, clapped his hands with satisfaction, and asked Shen Jiao, "What would Jiaojiao want for lunch?"
"Sister Song's fish soup!" Shen Jiao replied without thinking.
"Okay, let's eat the fish soup!" Han Qixiu put on his apron, grabbed a lively carp from the bucket, and began to scrape its scales and belly, with very quick hands and feet.
He read in the book that eating fish is good for growth and health, so he ran to the water pool on the mountain to catch fresh and tender fish, and made braised fish for Shen Jiao to eat, but the girl only took a few bites and never again I was willing to eat it, and kept saying that I didn't like to eat fish, but the meat on the fish's stomach was quite enjoyable.
At first glance, he knew that this girl didn't like to eat because she was too thorny, so he found Songsao's method of fish soup in a book.
Dabao and Xiaojiao are becoming more and more like a ball!
All the discarded fish were eaten by these two babies!
Sister-in-law Song's fish soup is extremely troublesome to make, but it tastes delicious. There used to be a cook in the Shen family who used to make it, but after the turmoil, she didn't eat it again. The first fish soup Han Qixiu made, Shen Jiao It's rare to drink three small bowls in one breath, and I can't help hiccups!
Since then, Han Qixiu has followed the path of fish soup to the end. Every so often, he will make fish soup for Shen Jiao. His craftsmanship has become more and more exquisite, and he is no worse than the chef in the building outside the building!
Moreover, he didn't do much. He only made one fish every time, and it was a pot of soup when he was full. For someone with a big appetite like Zhu Siya, he could finish it in one breath, not to mention Han Qingye's appetite.
This bowl of soup is naturally exclusive to Shen Jiao, she drank it first, Han Qingye and the others could not finish it, otherwise he would just be drooling.
Shen Jiaxing and Zhu Siya have no opinion on this at all, they also wish that Shen Jiao could eat more soup!
However, Mr. Han Qingye was full of complaints. He always felt that he was just like the beggar begging for food, picking up the leftovers from others to eat, which made his dignity of the old man be crushed countless times.
"Stinky boy is really not filial at all. He makes me eat the fish soup left over from Sister Shen's drinking every day. I'm so mad at me!" Han Qingye complained to Li Yunhao.
Li Yunhao took a breath, smelled the fragrance from the kitchen, his stomach growled, and secretly murmured: Chief, you still have to drink, I haven't even tasted it!
"Qi Xiu's craftsmanship is really good, it smells good, it must be delicious!"
Li Yunhao didn't want to blend in with the grandfather and grandson, so he deliberately changed the subject, which turned Han Qingye's attention.
"I don't know when this stinky boy learned how to cook. I didn't even cook a bowl of porridge for me at home before. When I come here, I cook this and that for that little girl every day, but I've become an old mother. I eat melon seeds and give it back to my sister. Peeling, why don't you feed it into your mouth? Filial piety is all used on the girl, I'm mad at me!"
It's okay not to say, Han Qingye was full of anger when he said it, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was panting heavily.
Li Yunhao secretly laughed, it is not the righteousness of heaven and earth to be courteous to the younger generation, why don't you marry a guest!
But this kid Qi Xiu is really good at coaxing girls. If he had this ability before, would he be able to marry the village flower back in the village?
Thinking of the tigress at home, Li Yunhao hurriedly shook his head and recited 'serving the people' several times to calm down.
"It's lunch time!" Zhu Siya shouted from outside the house.
The black-faced Han Qixiu got up in a hurry, rushed to the door in a swish, and threw Li Yunhao to the back, seeing Li Yunhao shaking his head again and again.
The chief is now eating for ideas, but it's getting more and more unprincipled!
Now I'm afraid that even if the chief is to return to province G, he doesn't even want to go back!
After Han Qixiu came back, Han Qingye logically stayed at the Shen's house for dinner, but the meal was out of control. Every day, he looked forward to the Shen's house having dinner at a fixed time!
Compared with Han Qiguang's family's food with less oil and less meat, the Shen family's food is the delicacy eaten by the gods. It has more oil, more meat, and more tricks. It's even better than what his old man ate in G province!
Shen Jiaxing and Han Qingye greeted each other with a smile. Since the two broke up, their relationship has never been better, and their relationship is even worse.
You don't like me as a capitalist, and I don't like you as an old fool!
The dishes are very rich, Songsao fish soup, deep-fried small fish, braised dried beans with rabbit meat, dried loach, fried bacon with chili peppers, etc. The aroma is full of fragrance, and it makes people drool.
Han Dexing and Han Dewei are like hungry tigers going down the mountain. They grab their rice bowls and start eating. They chew a bite of meat and eat a bite of rice. The oily gravy splashes in their mouths. The sense of satisfaction is beyond description. Five-flowered horse, Qian Jin attack, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine... 'It's much more beautiful!
Where can you eat meat while drinking?
Han Qixiu scooped up a bowl of fish soup for Shen Jiao, blew it lightly, and instructed in a low voice, "Jiaojiao drink slowly, be careful it's hot!"
"Yeah, Brother Han also eats it." Shen Jiao took the fish soup and ate it in small bites Han Qingye glanced sourly, thinking that it was really hard to calm down, she couldn't help but stabbed: "Can't you do it yourself? Why don't you feed it into your mouth!"
Shen Jiao's little face suddenly turned red, her head dropped low, and she didn't dare to lift it up at all.
Shen Jiaxing glared at an old man, and said to Zhu Siya, "I don't know who doesn't pour a glass of water every day, because their paws are broken!"
Someone with broken claws snorted coldly and wanted to scold him back, but this cunning capitalist didn't name his name. If he rushed up, wouldn't he just admit that his claws were broken!
He is not so stupid as an old man!
He glanced at his grandson who ignored him and continued to debone Shen Jiao's vegetables. His sour gas came up, and he said intentionally, "Qi Xiu, give me a bowl of fish soup."
Han Qixiu didn't turn his head, and said casually, "The fish soup is right in front of you, serve it yourself!"
If it was changed, it would have been easy to fill it, but whoever told the old man to say that he was squeamish again, he would not fill it with him!
Han Qingye was stunned and shouted loudly, "You can't do it yourself, you do it for Lao Tzu!"
Damn it, he's warm-hearted to the little girl, blowing air and deboning, I'm still your grandfather, and I don't even have a bowl of soup!
Unfilial descendants!
Fascinated by color!
Li Yunhao's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly screamed badly. The grandfather and grandson are both out of temper. If they get caught up, don't expect to eat this meal safely today!
Busily got up and said with a smile, "Sir, I'll serve it for you!"
"I don't want you to do it. You are not my grandson. I will let my grandson do it today." Han Qixiu roared in anger, his voice was like a bell.
The old sheep loves to eat fish and said that there are still three shifts in the evening, so I'll make up for the reward I owe first, okay?