Missy's Substitute President

The eight dishes on the table are all kinds of dishes from the eight major cuisines of China, and they are not limited to the dishes eaten by the locals of Huacheng.

These are all new dishes that Liu Xi and Aunt Zhang made after studying the recipes, and they are not very greasy.

Liuxi pays attention to color matching in cooking. All kinds of moist and shiny dishes are also beautifully arranged. Every dish is shining with colorful light like a Chinese little master.

In Chu Xiansheng's view, this is even more so.

She first picked up a piece of roast duck in awe and put it in her mouth.

This dish of roast duck uses fresh duck breast meat, which is roasted and then let it cool down. It is regarded as a cold dish.Because it is duck breast meat, there are no annoying bones at all. The roasted duck skin is burnt and crispy, and it even makes a small "squeaky" sound when you bite into it. The fat layer under the duck skin is not greasy at all. Chewy lean meat tastes great.

"Mmm, it's so delicious!"

Chu Xiansheng gulped down a piece of duck meat with a surprised expression, and looked at Liu Xi to praise him vigorously.

Liu Xi has pulled out of the short-term sadness just now, and now she is also eating vegetables and watching TV with great vitality.

Hearing Chu Xiansheng's praise, Liu Xi turned her face away, her eyes smiling into small crescent moons:

"Is it delicious? It's mainly made by Aunt Zhang. Try this. I fried this one myself."

Liu Xi picked up a chopstick and stir-fried it into Chu Xiansheng's bowl.

This small stir-fry is stir-fried snow peas with sausages. The green peas that have been blanched in water in advance are fresh and tender, and the turquoise that belongs to plants is quiet and beautiful on the white porcelain plate.

Chu Xiansheng is like a gourmet in a gourmet show. First, he picked up a piece of snow peas and a piece of sausage with his chopsticks, looked at it carefully, and said:

"First of all, this dish has a beautiful color and a full-bodied aroma. I give full marks to the color and aroma."

Liu Xi laughed out loud.

Chu Xiansheng stuffed the thing with the chopsticks into his mouth, chewed it lightly twice, then opened his eyes wide, completely ignoring his elegant president Fan Er, and exclaimed exaggeratedly:

"This taste is simply impeccable!"

The snow peas are tender and crisp, and the sausage is rich in meat. There is almost no other seasoning added to the whole dish. The flavors of the sausage and snow peas are perfectly blended together. It is light and refreshing.

Liu Xi was amused by her exaggerated expression, and asked after her words:

"Then how much would you rate this dish, the judges?"

Chu Xiansheng laughed and said:

"It must be a perfect score."

Liu Xi pointed to another dish of pagoda meat:

"I did this one too, how much do you rate it?"

Chu Xiansheng picked up a piece of pagoda meat, and looked at the pork belly, which was almost all fat, with a hesitant expression.

But facing Liu Xi's playful gaze, she still frowned and ate a piece of meat in one bite.

The pagoda meat melts in the mouth, because it is handled properly, the fat meat is not greasy at all, but has a strange texture and a soft and sweet taste like pudding.

At this time, Chu Xiansheng's expression was not pretending, she was really amazed:

"This meat is really not greasy at all... Full marks!"

Of course Chu Xiansheng has eaten all kinds of non-greasy pork belly, but she really didn't expect that Liuxi, who she cooks casually at home, can also make such a chef-level dish.

At this moment, she even started to seriously think about whether Liu Xi can go to the culinary industry to develop and develop next year?

"Hahaha, does that mean that all the dishes I cook have full marks? You, the judge, are not objective at all."

Liu Xi laughed out loud, and shook her finger at Chu Xiansheng.

"I really didn't expect you to be so good at cooking. You were still a..."

Chu Xiansheng was relaxed and happy, and he talked more, but he didn't expect to accidentally slip up.

As soon as she said this, Aunt Zhang and Uncle Jiang were watching the sketches and hadn't noticed yet, but Liu Xi heard it clearly, and hurriedly asked:

"When was a child?"

Chu Xiansheng tried to fool the past:

"No, I made a slip of the tongue. You also made this dish? How much do you score for this..."

Perhaps because of drinking tonight, Liu Xi's thinking became clearer than ever before. She stared at Chu Xiansheng closely, with a bit of drunkenness, but said firmly and forcefully:

"Don't fool me, you clearly said when you were a child."

Chu Xiansheng's smile froze at the corner of her mouth, and after a while, she said slowly:

"We'll talk about these things after dinner, okay? I'll tell you everything."

Liu Xi was a little dazed, but she didn't object and continued to eat.

This was her first time cooking a New Year's Eve dinner, she didn't expect the result to be good, and she was very proud of it, Chu Xiansheng continued to bring the topic to the dishes, and she gradually forgot about it and continued eating.

After dinner, the Spring Festival Gala was in the middle, Aunt Zhang went to wash the dishes, and Uncle Jiang went to help prepare the firecrackers that were going to be set off later.

Chu Xiansheng cleared the table, let Liu Xi sit on the sofa, took the cute dolphin pillow, and handed it to Liu Xi's arms.

Liu Xi embraced the pillow, just finished eating, her eyes were a little blurred, and she was also distracted by alcohol.

She raised her eyes to look at Chu Xiansheng.

Chu Xiansheng was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, wrapped himself up completely, and wore simple casual trousers on the lower body.

"Why don't you wear home clothes at home?"

Liu Xi asked.

She herself is wearing a set of soft home clothes, soft pink, with fluff that feels very comfortable to the touch, and a pair of rabbit cotton slippers on her feet.

The temperature in the house is adjusted just right, neither hot nor cold, strictly speaking, the clothes Chu Xiansheng is wearing may be a little hotter.

"I don't have the habit of wearing home clothes. I didn't have home clothes when I was a child. Ah, I didn't even have normal clothes."

Chu Xiansheng sat next to Liu Xi, the sofa sank slightly, she folded her hands on her lap, facing Liu Xi.

A pose for a deep conversation.

Seeing her like this, Liu Xi remembered what she had asked at the dinner table just now, and couldn't help becoming serious, hugging the pillow and straightening her back.

"Don't be nervous, it's fine."

Chu Xiansheng chuckled, signaling her to relax.

"What happened to the childhood you mentioned just now? Oh yes, I've always wanted to ask you." Liu Xi leaned forward, looking at people with bright eyes, "Before at the airport, you ran away after just one look at me. Oh, why? Do I really look so scary?"

Chu Xiansheng said in a daze:

"That time at the airport... Let me speak slowly, and you will understand."

"Well, I'm listening."

Liu Xi answered seriously.

Chu Xiansheng looked at Liu Xi with gentle eyes, and looked at it for a long while.

"Actually, I've seen you since I was seven years old."

Liu Xi opened her eyes wide and even opened her mouth, looking at her in disbelief.

"When I was seven years old, my father brought the whole family to Huacheng and lived near the Thirteenth Middle School at that time. There is a small alley next to our house called... Tangjia Lane."

This name brought back memories of Liu Xi, she remembered that Chu Xiansheng asked herself if she still remembered Tangjiaxiang.But she doesn't remember it at all.

Chu Xiansheng narrated gently, the room was filled with a warm fragrance, and there was the lively sound of TV as the background.

On the soft sofa, Chu Xiansheng's eyes were deep, quietly and peacefully revealing those traumatic but brilliant pasts little by little.

Chu Xiansheng, who is seven years old, is very thin and short, and often wears old clothes that can't cover his wrists and ankles.

This afternoon, Chu Xiansheng took the report card home and signed it for her mother, but unfortunately the report card was No.2 like never before.

The ranking of No.2 made my mother collapse.

"How did I raise such an unworthy daughter like you? Your father can't count on you like that, and your mother can only count on you. If you still don't live up to it, why is your mother and my life so miserable..."

Her mother was like this, any little thing would ignite her emotions, send her into pain, and ruin the whole day with hysterical cries.

It was the same today, the little Chu Xiansheng stood there numbly, watching her mother tore her hair, and then went to the drawer to get the scissors to hurt herself.

A very small girl in shabby clothes, with a deadpan face and even a sneer at the corner of her mouth, watched her mother hysterically try to harm herself.

Anyway, mother will never really harm herself, she just holds the scissors and looks at herself, she wants to vent, even if it is such a weak little girl in front of her, she still wants to vent.

Little Chu Xiansheng pinched the report card with her tiny fingers, and gradually tore through the hard paper of the report card.

It was spring at this time, the grass was growing outside, and the sun was warm, but the house was like hell.

When her mother smashed the third plate, little Chu Xiansheng couldn't bear it anymore, and a scream broke out in her weak body:

"Ahhh, don't cry!"

After she shouted, she tore the report card into pieces with all her strength and threw them on her mother.

Among the sheets of paper falling like snowflakes, she turned around and ran out of the house without hesitation.

Mom didn't catch up at all, and seemed to think that she would go back by herself after running for a while.But she didn't know, what little Chu Xiansheng was thinking at this moment was:

I will never go back to that house again!

I hate you guys!

Hate you all!

Little Chu Xiansheng was carrying a schoolbag full of test papers, and tried to run forward with her short legs, but she hadn't eaten dinner and her strength was limited. No matter how far she ran, she only reached the end of Tangjia Lane.

There is a wasteland here.She squatted in the wasteland, pulled up the fresh grass shoots on the ground, and stuffed them into her mouth.

She didn't know whether she was hungry or angry, she pulled out the grass and stuffed her mouth full, green grass juice covered her hands and mouth.

At this time, a small and soft voice sounded in my ear:

"What are you eating? Is it delicious?"

When little Chu Xiansheng looked up, she felt that she saw an angel in a trance.

This is the little angel drawn in the fairy tale book that her deskmate took to school and the whole class loves to read.

The little angel is wearing a red and white dress and small brown leather shoes, her hair is tied into two small braids behind her head, and there are actually long, thin and long colorful silk threads woven inside!

Little Chu Xiansheng had never seen such an exquisite method, and there was no such an exquisite and western-style braid in the whole school.

The little angel's face is tender and fresh, her skin is as delicate as milk, her lips are ruddy and full, and her big eyes are honey-colored.

At this moment, she was looking at little Chu Xiansheng's face and hands curiously, looking at the grass stuffed in her mouth, and tilted her head in confusion.

"I……"

Little Chu Xiansheng was completely speechless.

She had never seen such a delicate and beautiful person, as if she came out of a fairy tale book, so cute that she didn't look like a real person.

She was wondering if she was dead?Could it be that this little angel specially picked him up to heaven?

"Is this edible?"

Seeing that she didn't answer, the little angel stretched out her chubby little hand and picked up a tender grass sprout from the ground.

Then, Xiaotian stuffed the grass into his mouth with that jade-like little hand, and chewed it twice.

"Hey, don't eat!"

Little Chu Xiansheng quickly pulled the grass out of her mouth with his hands, and within two pulls, the whole grass was eaten by the little angel.

The little angel wriggled her lips, looking like a little rabbit eating grass, with round eyes staring at people.

Then she spat out the grass on the ground with a "bah", her round face wrinkled.

"Wooooow, it's not tasty, it's bitter! You're lying!"

The little angel fiercely stretched out the chubby hand, grabbed little Chu Xiansheng by the collar, and wrinkled his nose:

"you're lying!"

Little Chu Xiansheng was stunned by this rapid development.

Little angel, aren't we going to heaven together? Why are you so fierce?

What a poor reception in heaven!