In the kitchen, Murphy washed the turnips and struggled to bring the cutting board, holding the knife at a loss, not knowing where to start.

"Murphy, you come here, help me choose vegetables, this person is old, his waist is a little bad, and he can't bend it for too long!" Dong Yue'e spoke at the right time, looking at Murphy with a smile. She had already sorted the vegetables in the basket just now, and she had saved Murphy the hassle.

"yes, okay!" Murphy listened to the command.

However, when Murphy sat on the small bench and looked at the greens, cowpeas, asparagus, etc. on the ground, she was worried, she had eaten all these dishes, but she didn't know how to deal with them alone!

But the work still had to be done, and I saw Murphy pick up a handful of amaranth, hesitate for a moment, and begin to pinch out the leaves that have been bitten by insects and have small holes, and then pick out a few leaves that look wilted, which is not wrong.

However, Murphy then proceeded to pick out a few intact leaves, which she thought were all purple-red with a green ring around them, and these were completely purple-red, as if they were rotten.

It seems that in Murphy's impression, choosing vegetables is just picking out rotten leaves, so after she finishes it, she just puts the amaranth down and then picks up the cowpeas.

"It's really hard...... How to deal with this?" Murphy looked at the cowpeas in a daze, she wanted to use the old way, pick out the bad cowpeas and throw them away, however, it seemed that they were not easy to pick, and each one looked the same.

Just when Murphy was in trouble, Yang Yi's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Mom, Murphy, are you cooking?"

Murphy turned his head in surprise to look over, and Yang Yi appeared at the door of the kitchen.

"Are you done with your business?" Dong Yue'e glanced at Yang Yi, a little puzzled why he appeared here, was it his daughter-in-law who was nervous?

"Well, Junzi, they're back. Yang Yi smiled and said, "I'm here to help, too." ”

"You big man, what are you doing in the kitchen? Do you know how to cook?" Dong Yue'e said reproachfully, "Or are you worried that I will abuse your daughter-in-law?" ”

Dong Yue'e said, the movements of her hands did not stop, and the radish that had just been peeled off was cut into pieces after a few "chopped and chopped" strokes by her.

"That's not the case, Mom, why do you still look down on me? Later, I'll help you stir-fry two dishes, so you can see my craftsmanship. Yang Yi smiled as he sat down beside Murphy and reached out to take the cowpea in Murphy's hand.

"Look!" Yang Yi gestured to Murphy with his eyes, then slowed down, removed the old tendons from the cowpeas, and threw them into the basin next to him.

Murphy suddenly understood, she had the same example, learned Yang Yi's movements, and chose this handful of cowpeas together, of course, Yang Yi's movements were still faster, and he got the cowpeas in his hand in three strokes and five divisions.

Dong Yue'e is actually not at ease, she has already seen how much Murphy's "cooking skills" are, and her own son, Yang Yi used to be at home, just like his father, he had never cooked at all, so Dong Yue'e couldn't help but take a few more looks.

But Yang Yi's movements were so skillful that she was stunned.

When did this bastard boy learn this hand?

Waiting for Dong Yue'e to add firewood for cooking, she turned her head again, but saw the scene where Yang Yi rolled up her sleeves for Murphy Murphy raised her hand and asked Yang Yi to roll up her sleeves, she looked at Yang Yi and smiled happily.

The two children ......

The corners of Dong Yue's mouth curled slightly, but she still turned her head, and then stabbed the stove fire, leaving the air outlet in the middle.

Yang Yi then taught Murphy to choose vegetables, while finishing most of the work, and by the way, he also picked up the good vegetable leaves that Murphy threw away before, and instructed her to pinch off the roots of the amaranth.

Seeing that his mother didn't pay attention to this, Yang Yi couldn't help but move the small bench, sat next to Murphy, leaned into her ear, and muttered: "Why do you suddenly remember to cook?

Perhaps because of Yang Yi's slightly ridiculous and reproachful tone, Murphy puffed out her mouth a little aggrieved, she leaned on her knees and bumped Yang Yi's leg: "It's not because of you!"

"What?"

"In order to give you a good impression of Ma Ma!" Murphy has been focusing on Dong Yue'e, afraid that she will see her and Yang Yi whispering, just like she is afraid of the head teacher, and whispered.

After saying that, Murphy himself felt a little embarrassed.

Yang Yi smiled dumbly, he turned his head to look at his mother, and then reached out to grab Murphy's hand, which was stained with water in the winter, and her white jade hands were a little blue from the cold. He crossed Murphy and whispered, "You're so cute!"

Murphy looked at the deep love in Yang Yi's eyes, and rejoiced in his heart. The previous nervousness, self-blame, and embarrassment because I felt too embarrassed were all swept away.

With Yang Yi's guidance and help, this "hands-on" work progressed quickly, and after a while, all the vegetables were selected, even the cowpeas, were washed, and Yang Yi cut them into sections on the cutting board.

At this time, Dong Yue'e also prepared the meat ingredients.

"Mom, you are on the side to sweep the battle for us, I am back, you can enjoy the blessings!" Yang Yi smiled and began to "seize power".

Dong Yue'e is now more interested in Yang Yi than Murphy, she simply withdrew her hand, stood aside and looked at it with a smile, as if she really wanted to let go of Yang Yi and his daughter-in-law.

Before stir-frying, you have to make a fire, this is not difficult for Yang Yi, in his previous life, his ability to survive in the wild is even more powerful than that of Bei Ye, just a firewood stove, and there is a stove that is already burning next to him to cook rice can draw out a charcoal fire, Yang Yi lit a fire after a while.

"What am I going to do?" asked Murphy in a whisper, pulling Yang Yi's sleeve.

"You help me get the seasoning. Yang Yi patted Murphy's waist and said gently.

He didn't dare to let Murphy take charge of the cooking, judging from the smell of charcoal grilling when she came home before, she pondered and learned the cooking skills herself, and it was estimated that no one could eat the fried dishes!

"Alright then!" Murphy nodded obediently.

Heat the pan, pour the oil, stir-fry the garlic cloves, and the whole kitchen is filled with a strong fragrance.

Murphy couldn't help but wrinkle his nose and sniffed, this fragrance was really irresistible, too tempting!

The large iron pot used by the farmer can fry the dishes of more than a dozen people, the "belly" is large enough, and the space for play is also large, Yang Yi likes it very much. I saw him stir-frying while flipping the pot, which was quite a chef's style!

Dong Yue'e watched from the side, originally she was still a little worried, but now when she saw Yang Yi's posture, she really understood that her son didn't know when he practiced good cooking!

"Murphy, you help me get the salt. Yang Yi said with a smile.

Actually, he can go and get it himself, it's just next to him, but Yang Yi has to give Murphy something to do, Murphy wants to behave well!

"Uh-huh!" Murphy was stunned for a moment, but she didn't forget her responsibility and quickly found the salt.