Zhou Heng hugged the child and walked back with the child's mother, and as soon as he entered the yard, he smelled a strong fragrance coming from the kitchen.

He was surprised and asked, "What kind of dish is this, why is it so fragrant?"

When asked, his saliva flowed.

Jiang Xiaoxuan replied proudly: "I know that you love fish, I am cooking a dish today that I have not tried before, it is steamed fish." ”

Zhou Heng felt that he was a cat and liked to eat fish very much.

But in the past, steamed fish at home was not the smell, and he could still distinguish the smell of steamed fish.

Jiang Xiaoxuan said with disdain: "There are thousands of fish practices, and there are many ways to eat them that you don't know." This is something I learned elsewhere before, and when I think about it today, I'll do it. ”

Zhou Heng put the child on the ground, and then went to the kitchen to take a look - Li Yunlian was now burning the fire on the stove, and the bamboo steamer was tightly covered, and wisps of fragrance came out of it.

Li Yunlian was chatting with Zhou Ying while burning the fire, and Wang Siqi was also playing here. Little Pomegranate was also playing here before, didn't he just go to pick up his dad back?

"What is this steaming?" Zhou Heng looked at the pot and asked curiously.

"Fish, I saw that Xiaoxuan put leeks in it, put rice wine, and put all kinds of spices, and it was pickled red. Li Yunlian replied while holding the stove.

Jiang Xiaoxuan will come up with some new methods from time to time, and there are often some dishes at home that she has not eaten before, which feels quite fresh, and Li Yunlian is also willing to cooperate with her ideas to make them.

Zhou Heng saw that the steamer was steaming and said, "This is good, right? It doesn't take long to steam fish, it's too long, isn't it? It's not delicious when you're old." ”

Looking at this posture, I feel that I have been steaming for a long time.

Li Yunlian saw that he was about to remove the lid of the pot, and hurriedly stopped: "Don't uncover it, don't reveal it, she said that it will be steamed for an hour." It's coming soon, wait a little longer, you all taste. ”

Zhou Heng said he was frightened: "It's going to be steamed for an hour?

Jiang Xiaoxuan pulled him out of the kitchen and asked him, "Are you questioning my professionalism? ”

The little pomegranate came over to pull her father, her little hand took one of Zhou Heng's fingers, and said in a milky voice: "Dad, come...... Daddy, come here......"

Zhou Heng followed her.

Pomegranate arranged for him to sit down at her little table, and then she staggered to get a piece of paper, and began to doodle with the colored pencils on the table.

Children like to imitate older than her, not only like to imitate housework, but also like to imitate Wang Siqi to write homework and paint.

She hasn't gone to kindergarten yet, but in order to imitate her sister, she also writes and draws with a notebook and a pen, and she still learns from her sister's words and pretends to memorize texts.

She brought her dad over and asked him to see his "progress."

The cat, not knowing where it came from, jumped onto the table and looked at the child in surprise and wariness.

It didn't understand her behavior, and didn't know why its hands were moving around there when it was taking care of the older child, and it was watching her with concern on the table.

Seeing the little pomegranate's hand moving on the paper, it was a little worried, and after thinking about it again, it finally made a move, stretched out its claws and pressed the little pomegranate's little hand.

Don't move, just be quiet, don't move, listen to me, you're worrying me like this.

The little pomegranate gently pushed it away and said, "Cat, go away." ”

Cats like to play with her, and she also likes to play with cats, and she is reluctant to push hard.

But the cat always comes to hold her little hand, which is a bit inconvenient!

The little girl looked at her father for help and said, "Dad, tell Mimi to go away for a long time." ”

Zhou Heng replied to her: "Okay, Dad will find a way for you." ”

He went and brought a small basin and put the cat in it—it was as if it had been sealed, and it did not bother to come out and press the child's hand.

A small basin is just filling it, which feels really uncomfortable, and it is still comfortable.

When the little pomegranate looked at the cat, her laughter was immediately poked, and Gege couldn't stop laughing, laughing while drawing.

Zhou Heng looked at his daughter's whimsical drawing on paper, and smiled at the child's mother: "She still looks a little talented!"

My own children, sure enough, how good they look.

Jiang Xiaoxuan also watched her daughter scribble with interest.

It's too early to conclude that she has a hobby in art, but these activities are beneficial for developing her brain, expanding her mind, and developing her hands-on habits.

After the little pomegranate was drawn, I was very satisfied with the colors on the paper, and I felt a sense of accomplishment, and then I picked it up and walked to my father, while saying in a milky voice: "Dad, give it to you......"

The little one has learned a lot of words, and sometimes he can say something very surprising.

Zhou Heng didn't dislike her for not being able to understand the painting, but he still stretched out his hand happily and said, "Thank you, baby! Dad loves you." ”

The little pomegranate suddenly retracted her hand, opened her round eyes and asked him, "Do you want it?" ”

Then, she also stretched out her little face.

Zhou Heng was stunned for a moment, and looked at the child's mother with a look of surprise, this child's imitation ability is too strong, right?

When he teased the child himself, sometimes he teased her with food, and said, "Do you want it, come, kiss me first", but he didn't expect that the child could now use it on him.

It's really 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi!

Zhou Heng smiled, kissed her little face beautifully, and then got a painting from her daughter, and said to her very seriously: "Thank you, little pomegranate." ”

Jiang Xiaoxuan covered her face with her hands and pretended to cry: "My husband is in front of me, openly kissing me with his little lover, and he doesn't care about my feelings at all, ah, my heart is broken......"

Zhou Hengda smiled and said to his daughter: "Baby, mom is crying, it's good to kiss it, go quickly." ”

Little Pomegranate just drew a picture for her father, and at this time, her self-confidence was bursting, her sense of accomplishment was incomparable, and her interest was high.

Let her kiss her mother and comfort her mother, this is a trivial matter, no problem.

She walked over and said, "Mom, come here." ”

She doesn't say "bow your head" yet, she just uses the language she knows.

Jiang Xiaoxuan lowered her head, she hugged her mother's neck, kissed her seriously, and said sweetly: "Mom, I love you." ”

Then I saw that my mother really stopped crying.

For a while, she really thought that she had appeased her mother, and the sense of accomplishment in her heart was indescribable, and she jumped with joy.

Jiang Xiaoxuan also smiled and kissed her, full of happiness.

Estimating the time, it was almost time to steam the fish in the kitchen, and she said to Zhou Heng: "You look at her for a while, I'll go to the kitchen to have a look." ”

Today's fish is a new method, and the previous ingredients are more cumbersome, but the steaming process is not much exquisite, just continue to steam for a long time anyway.

Now, when the time was almost up, she went over to take a look, and by the way, she went to make something else, and prepared dinner for a while.

Zhou Heng looked at the child and accompanied her to continue to graffiti the next painting.

It didn't take long to hear Li Yunlian shouting: "Xiao Heng, you call your father to come back for dinner." ”

Although the family has money now, Zhou Faqiang will still find something to do in the field, cutting some vegetables, feeding rabbits, feeding chickens, etc., anyway, he still has to do something, and he will not be idle.

He always felt that when he was idle to sit and play, he was always panicked and unsteady, and as soon as he walked into the field with a basket, he was comfortable.

After all, he is a person who has done farm work all his life.

The meal was almost cooked, and Li Yunlian asked Zhou Heng to call him.

Xiao Pomegranate was busy painting and graffiti, and when she heard this, she hurriedly reread it: "Xiao Heng, you call ...... Uh-huh...... Babbling ......"

The sentence is too long, and the rest will not be said, and it will be confused.

Zhou Hengzheng took out his mobile phone, and was amused by the child's voice, he didn't feel that there was anything he couldn't call his name, but he felt a little strange, and he didn't know how to describe it.

Li Yunlian couldn't cry or laugh, and said to her from afar: "Little ghost, Xiao Heng is your name again......?"

Little Pomegranate repeated completely unconsciously: "Little ghost, Xiao Heng is ah......hhhh Yike...... Babbling ......"

At the stage of learning a language, the desire to speak is very strong.

Zhou Heng finished the phone call and said, "I see that you are very idle, then follow your father to learn to memorize poems." ”

Although she could not understand what the poem was about, it was enough for her to speak more and speak boldly.

After a while, Zhou Faqiang came back with the basket on his back, and it was time for dinner.

Zhou Heng looked at the plate of steamed soft fish, and sighed: "I haven't seen a fish steamed for so long, try it." ”

Jiang Xiaoxuan replied: "People eat this kind of food during the festival, which is divided into two cooking methods: steaming and stewing. ”

Zhou Heng tasted the chopsticks, and suddenly said: "Yes, I haven't seen it yet, the taste is okay, it's quite delicious, it's really almost steamed, it's not bad." ”

Then, immediately beckoned the old lady to eat more, this is toothless and comfortable to eat.

The new method was immediately praised by the whole family, and it seems that there will be a chance to eat it next time.

Li Yunlian said with a smile: "There are really a lot of fish practices, we have a lot of them here, and there are many things we don't know about elsewhere." ”

In the past two years, they have traveled with Zhou Heng, not only the last time they went to Yuben, but also to a lot of other places, which can be regarded as opening up a lot of knowledge.

She has even eaten a lot of fish, and she also feels the difference in different places.

Little Pomegranate and Wang Siqi are two sisters, sitting next to each other, eating beautifully, talking and laughing, completely ignoring what the adults are talking about.

Probably inherited Zhou Heng's taste, and the little pomegranate also likes to eat fish.