Dual leader, my daughter can't be so good

16.

The flames danced happily under the pot, and the soup in the pot was bubbling and bubbling.Large chunks of beef and white marinade are looming in the soup. Red peppers and yellow ginger slices are floating on the sauce-colored soup. The rich aroma slowly hovers into the air with the steam.

Under the lens, the blisters explode, the soup drips down the spoon, and then slides from the beef into the soup. in front of the viewer.

#Why do I feel like I am looking at China on the tip of my tongue#

#Is the program group retaliating against society#

Then a slender hand stretched out, picked up a spoon and put some soup into a bowl, until he picked it up to taste, the program crew didn't take a picture of his complete face, as if this is a food show, the finale is The stewed soup boiled deliciously in the pot, and others - the voice-over of the children running around happily, saying "I want to eat it too", the peach blossoms outside the window vaguely seen from the mist curling up from the pot, and There was a big yellow dog gnawing on a bone by the stove, a mere supporting actor in the play, until a tragic exclamation shattered the delusion.

"No, why is mine so sweet." Lin Chengyou spat out the soup in his mouth with a look of disbelief.

"They say don't put so much brown sugar... What are you doing?" Qin Feng, who was about to help mend the situation, watched Lin Chengyou sprinkle a few spoonfuls of salt, but he didn't have time to stop it.

"I think this soup might..." Zhao Bo took a spoonful of soup from Lin Chengyou's pot and tasted it, "Oh my god, this is going to kill me."

"It's too late to redo it." Lin Chengyou closed the lid of the pot in frustration.

"Maybe the taste will be normal if you stay up all night?" Luo Xi comforted with uncertainty, "It's really impossible to add some boiling water tomorrow morning, and the taste will be weak."

"It should be..." Qin Feng looked at Lin Chengyou's pitiful appearance, and hesitantly agreed with Luo Xi's statement.

So Lin Chengyou put aside all this in a blink of an eye, and immediately cheered up. "We'll talk about tomorrow morning. Let's go grind the rice first."

The fathers turned down the fire and went out.

The camera pointed at Lin Chengyou's pot, and an arrow hit the bowl next to it. [Mysterious ingredients sponsored by the proprietress!completely!Forgot to put it! 】

The most important raw material for making rice noodles is rice. When children go to the villagers, almost all of them are high-quality rice. The grains are full, fresh and clean, and they are packed in strong cloth bags. Careful villagers ask them what they use for the rice. At that time, I specially gave them this year's new rice.

Xing'an Village is almost self-sufficient, and the rice fields that can be seen everywhere in the village are where the rice is produced.The fathers soaked the rice for two hours under the guidance of the owner of the workshop—just enough time for a nap. When it was around three o’clock, the stewed soup was just boiling to the first stage and began to emit a strong fragrance. At this time, take out the marinated beef and put it in the specially prepared soup to let the meat slowly taste. If the cooking time is too long, the deliciousness of the meat will be destroyed, but the remaining stewed soup will continue to cook. Skim off the froth, and then add some spices, after a night, these marinated soups will have the most authentic taste.

The soaked rice is a bit soft. It is the first time for all fathers to do these things, and even their children feel uncontrollably novel and excited.

"Go~mill~he~" Amidst the loud yelling, the big black donkey wearing a blindfold began to pull up the stone mill in small steps. This side was going to turn the rice into rice milk, and on the other side, Qin Feng, who was in the first echelon, He and Zhao Bo pushed the lever and started to push it on the small stone mill next to it. This is to grind the glutinous rice given by the villagers into rice flour, and mix it with the rice flour balls to make the rice flour delicate and elastic. .

"I have a little donkey that I never ride. One day I rode it to the market. I was so happy with the little leather whip in my hand," Da Bing followed the donkey humming a nursery rhyme, clapping his hands Turning in circles, "La la la la la la la la la la ~"

"Hey, what are you playing, you can't sing later?" Zhao Bo asked his son unbearably after listening to his son singing for 2 minutes.

Dabing stopped and looked at his father, "I want to shit!"

"...Hey, you're really excited." Asking Lin Chengyou to cover him, Zhao Bo picked up his son and rushed to the toilet.

Xizai thought it was fun and rushed forward, "Daddy, I want to push too."

"I want it too, I want it too," Wei Wei stretched out his hand, "I want it too, Dad."

The two fathers simply let them play by themselves, and during this free time, the fathers found out that Claire and Cheng Cheng, who had been going out hand in hand, were angry.

"What's the matter, Claire?" Luo Xi pressed her daughter's bulging cheeks.

"Hey——" Claire, who was not aware of it for a while, was stunned, "Papa!"

"With such a temper, I don't know who she looks like." Luo Xi patted her on the head, squatted down, "Who messed with you?"

"It's all oranges," Claire complained loudly, "We went to borrow rice together, but she never asked. Here's my rice. Ohlala, that sister asked me to help her, but I did. I went with her to ask her and she didn't ask, but that sister gave her the rice from my basket, Enfinbref! I Don't like that."

Cheng Cheng looked at her helplessly, wanted to explain but didn't know how to speak, she was shy and didn't know how to deal with people, talking to strangers made her feel scared, even though she knew it was just a game, but She just couldn't overcome it, which was why Xia Mo was willing to let her come over.Due to various considerations, there are no good children around Chengcheng, and she has no entertainment other than painting. Ou Chen and Xia Mo have tried hard many times, but every time they are nothing.

Ou Chen doesn't like his daughter being discussed like this, and he can't even accept his daughter receiving gifts from others.

"We don't want those rice anymore," he said in a blunt voice. If it weren't for the fact that it was just a little girl who said these things, he would have definitely taught Claire a lesson and let her know that there are some things she shouldn't have said, "Give it back you!"

[Big crisis!Has the friendship between Claire and Chengcheng come to an end! ? 】

Luo Xi glanced at Ou Chen, "Don't interfere with children's affairs." Then he looked directly at his daughter seriously, "Are you in the same group?"

"It's a gang, but..."

"Did you choose your own partner at the beginning?"

"kindness……"

"Then did you complete the task together?"

"Yes." Claire seemed to know what Luo Xi was referring to.This is a consensus in their family, do things by yourself and be responsible, don't hesitate beforehand, don't regret afterwards

"Then she didn't do anything?"

"No, she carried the basket for me."

"Then next time you will choose her to complete the task together?"

"Hmm~o(*￣▽￣*)o" Claire thought for a while, nodded, and happily held Chengcheng's hand, "Hey, let's go together next time, and you, continue to help me carry the basket .”

Cheng Cheng tilted her head, probably knowing that she was not rejected, and happily nodded vigorously, and the two little girls ran to play affectionately again.