Chapter 94: ,help
It's New Year's Eve, although only the couple brought Zhouzhou and Dumplings to celebrate the New Year together this year, Qin Rou still prepared a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.
During the Chinese New Year, the tree-like rose planted in the corner of Qin Rou's yard opened. She went to the seed station to Taobao, and accidentally met an old woman who loves growing roses, and she successfully grafted from her There is a blue-purple rose, which is blooming beautifully at the moment. If you want to describe it, it is a blue-purple waterfall.
Dream-like mysterious purple.
Lu Yan is an officer who has a house in the family's courtyard. He can go home for two or three days off during the New Year. Qin Rou took him to see the roses she planted early in the morning and asked him: " Does it look good?"
Unfortunately, this man really has no taste and aesthetics. Lu Yan looked at the color of the flower and wondered: "Why don't you plant red for the New Year?"
It's a big New Year, shouldn't it be a little more festive?
Qin Rou: “…”
The stinky man really has no mood, Comrade Xiao Qin feels that this tree rose is really blind.
Isn’t such a beautiful blue-purple dreamy enough to catch the eye?
"Then you pick foreign persimmons, go pick foreign persimmons, na na na, it's all red..."
Foreign persimmons are tomatoes, and the little tomatoes are now hanging on the vine.
Lu Yan smiled and hugged his daughter-in-law's waist, admitting the mistake: "It's a beautiful drive."
Qin Rou patted his handsome face, "It's too late now."
"Bringing you to see the flowers is the cow chewing peony."
"Shall I take a camera to take a picture of you?"
"Unfortunately, this color cannot be photographed."
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It's a big New Year's Eve, and the house next door is very lively. Head Zhang looked next door on the second floor. He noticed that the rose next door has been growing for a long time. Flowers of this color are actually quite rare. , In general, there are more red, yellow, white, and pink flowers, and this blue-purple flower, which is a big New Year's Eve, is not very suitable for the occasion, but it looks really good.
Leader Zhang rested his chin in his hand and wondered if the flowers in his yard should also get some rare colors.
Red and yellow, no matter how beautiful it is, it will be boring to see.
"Old Zhang, come to help in the kitchen, are you lazy again?"
Zhang Chengbei: “…”
So sad, he who never entered the kitchen before, but now he has been reduced to helping in the kitchen during the Chinese New Year.
"Come on, come on, it's New Year's Eve anyway, let's keep it simple this year."
The eldest son Zhang Yichao was particularly dissatisfied: "You have to wear new clothes and prepare a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner! Dad, now you are talking to those lazy wives in the family's courtyard."
Zhang Yichao deliberately made his voice sharp and lazy, he imitated: "Old Liu, let's eat something simple today."
"The lazy wife is not as lazy as you for the New Year."
Zhang Chengbei: “…”
Sooner or later, your eldest son will be angry with him to a heart attack.
Huang Xinying walked out of the kitchen with a smile, "Let's have dumplings tonight, Zhang Yichao, you come over to make dumplings too."
Zhang Yichao: "Ah? I want too."
Zhang Chengbei pointed at him: "Look at you, lazy daughter-in-law, bring your brother to help."
Zhang Yichao: "But Mom, can we make dumplings? Last time we ate noodle soup."
"What's wrong with the noodle soup? Eat the noodle soup too."
Zhang Chengbei: "I'll roll the dough. I'll learn from the head of the cooking class."
"Then leave it to you, Mr. Zhang."
A couplet was posted, and she took the two children to cut the window grilles. In the afternoon, Qin Rou and Lu Yan brought the two little cubs to make dumplings together.
Zhou Zhou and Xiao Dumpling discussed with their parents: "No radish, no radish."
"It's delicious to put radishes in dumplings."
"Whether you can eat radish stuffing depends on the luck of Zhouzhou and dumplings."
"Do you want to know who has the best luck tonight? If you are lucky, you can eat more radish dumplings."
Zhou Zhou: “…”
Dumplings: “…”
Good luck eating radish?
Little Dumpling looked up and said, "It's good luck."
Zhou Zhou: "...Am I not a dumpling?"
Little Dumpling subconsciously shocked: "I am Zhouzhou!"
The couple: "??!!"
These two little guys are quite good at playing, but it seems that the elder brother is a little smarter. Their little dumplings are really stubborn and want to be elder brothers all their lives.
Qin Rou couldn't help thinking of a sketch called protagonist and supporting role.
"Our family's boats and dumplings are all good luck."
Zhou Zhou and Xiao Dumpling hug Dad's thigh and send the cubs' blessing: "Dad is good luck."
Help us finish the radish dumplings.
Lu Yan smiled and said dotingly: "Your mother is the king of luck."
Qin Rou glared at him, thinking not to poison me.
In addition to dumplings at night, Qin Rou also specially fried phoenix shrimp **** for the two little cubs. They came out of the oil pan and were golden yellow **** with shrimp tails inserted on them. A golden appearance is particularly eye-catching.
The skin is crispy and the inside is tender shrimp, making the children drool.
Qin Rou didn't give them more food. One cub ate two, she also ate two, and father ate four.
"Why did Daddy eat four?"
"Because Dad is bigger than you, you have to eat more. The cubs eat more and they can eat more in the future."
Zhou Zhou and Dumpling brothers are so sorry.
There are so many meals for the New Year, they also want to eat a lot like their father...
Eating dumplings at night, Lu Yan came to Qin Rou with dumplings, Qin Rou was accustomed to this routine every year, and took the initiative to open her mouth to rub over, who knew that Lu Yan slipped by her mouth In the end, it was actually fed into his own mouth.
Qin Rou: “…”
Brother Lu also learned bad from the cubs and knew that he was funny.
Lu Yan smiled and fed her another one. Qin Rou opened her mouth to eat it without giving him a chance, but she found that this dumpling was different from the previous dumplings, and there was no copper in it.
Qin Rou looked at him suspiciously: "?"
Lu Yan fed her another one. Qin Rou finally got the copper coins. Brother Lu smiled and said, "Congratulations, Luck King."
Qin Rou spat out the copper coin and pinched him on his waist: "Every year, it's getting worse and worse, you."
Lu Yan smiled and kissed her secretly. Qin Rou looked back and saw that the two little cubs were eating dumplings seriously. of.
Another year has passed.
The position of the buttons on the radio at home has been a little worn and painted, but the sound quality is still so clear and clean, playing the loud voice of the male announcer.
There were a few coconut lamps burning in the yard. Lu Yan brought the small shell ship made by the two little boys and placed them on the windowsill. It is said that the father and son three planned to go to the beach to dig some beautiful sand. Make sand, coconuts, sea water, and docked ships...
Years later, my eldest cousin, Xia Mingxi, came back.
When Xiao Ming came back, he brought back a piece of exciting news, that is... Lu Sanjie fell in love with him together.
In other words, Lu Sanjie's heart is sprouting.
Sixi also felt that this person was suitable for being her own father.
Lu Yan and Qin Rou: "!!"
"What kind of person?"
"The chef of the state-run restaurant, my aunt said that the rice rolls in the state-run restaurant in Guangcheng are delicious, so I often go to eat with my mother, we have eaten many times, and my mother and I are in Guangcheng The state-run hotel met a young..."
According to Xiaoming's description, Qin Rou and his wife knew that when Lu Sanjie was eating and drinking in the restaurant with her son, they met a young and good-looking guy... The point is that he is very good at cooking , one thinks it is suitable to be a husband, and the other thinks it is suitable to be a father. The mother and son are very excited about this young man.
But this young man was panicking, he was not married yet, so he would be a father... So he was very entangled whether to accept Lu Sanjie.
Sanjie Lu doesn't have much vacation time, and she can't get along all the time, so Sanjie Lu decides to write a letter to be a pen pal for a period of time.
Qin Rou: "..." Find the chef of the Guangcheng State-run Hotel as her husband.
"Lu Yan, the night we came to Guangcheng for the first time, I had a dream that I would marry the chef of Guangcheng Hotel!"
Lu Yan: "???!!!"
Lu Yan smiled a little twisted and dangerous: "Who do you want to marry?"
"Marry you, marry you, marry you, how many times I ask, will I marry you?"
"Your wife loves the big steamed buns you make."
Lu Yan hummed and was barely comforted.
"Little uncle, my mother asked you to help me!"
Lu Yan's expression was very strange: "...let me make an idea?"