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Jiang Xinyong hurriedly smiled and said: "The crab is alive, and it will be fresh even if it is made tomorrow." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Bai Feng took the things back from the car and asked at the door of the house, "I put the things in the kitchen, huh?"

Song Yiyi responded crisply: "Leave the roast chicken, put the crab in the kitchen, and put the bag in the kitchen." Bring three more plates. ”

Luo Jinhuan and Grandpa Song invariably showed a chuckle, finally had a lovely meat to eat, and it was still a very famous goubangzi roast chicken!

Bai Feng put the two roast chickens on the table, turned around and went to the kitchen, put the bamboo basket and bag on the ground under the cutting board table, quickly took three plates, and ran back to the house. In line with the principle of not eating anything, he returned to his seat, picked up his rice bowl and continued to eat!

Song Yiyi used the oil paper in the packaging bag to pad it, and quickly tore the two roast chickens into three plates: "Let's eat two plates, and Uncle Zhao's family has one plate." ”

didn't need anyone to speak, Song Zi'an took the initiative to pick up a plate of roast chicken and send it to the next door, who let himself be the master!

The fragrance of roast chicken is really not covered, especially for boys who have been vegetarian for a few days, the fragrance wafts into the house. Zhao Erbiao took a sharp breath of the aroma, and he didn't care about eating, his eyes stared directly at the door.

As soon as Song Zi'an appeared, Zhao Erbiao snorted, jumped off the kang, took the plate in his hand, and said earnestly: "Thank you, Brother Zi'an!" Then, as soon as he turned around, he carefully placed a plate of roast chicken in the middle of the table.

Aunt Zhao looked at it, and a plate of spiky roast chicken: "Zi Anha, we don't need these, there are many people at your table, take back half of it." ”

Song Zi'an said with a smile: "It's already time to eat, Brother Bai Feng just remembered that the things he brought fell on the car, or he could eat it early." Two roast chickens, a total of three plates, our table left two plates, enough to eat. ”

"Uncle Zhao, Aunt Zhao, I have to go back quickly, I can't eat if I go back late. ”

Aunt Zhao understands that when the young men are together, they will grab meat to eat: "Na Zi'an, go back quickly, lest they all rob up all the good things for a while." ”

Song Zi'an, who returned to the house, saw that sure enough, half of the two plates of roast chicken were down, and there was a chicken thigh in his rice bowl.

Song Yiyi whispered, "Brother, the master specially left it for you, eat it quickly." ”

Song Zi'an is very warm in his heart, grandpa, grandma, father, and sister are all good to their relatives, but in front of outsiders, they can't be rude. But the master never cared about these false courtesies, he was good at himself and Yiyi, and he was extremely protective of his shortcomings, so it was reasonable to grab a chicken thigh for himself before Jiang Xinyong and Bai Feng.

Jiang Xinyong and Bai Feng are actually not bad at eating these meats, but their expectations for eating the dishes made by Song Yiyi are too high, so they have such a big sense of loss.

Just now, after Song Yiyi promised that tomorrow's breakfast and lunch would be prepared by herself, the unhappy mood of the two was instantly cured.

Bai Feng remembered one thing, and just said to everyone: "Do you remember the village chief Zhao and the accountant of Nanhou Village? ”

Luo Jinhuan didn't know those things, so he asked.

Song Yiyi briefly told them about the bad things they had done, and Luo Jinhuan gritted his teeth and said: "If such a person is shot once, he will not be able to calm the people's anger!"

Bai Feng gave a thumbs up: "What you said is aimed at, both of them are death sentences, and they were scolded enough by the people in the street before they were shot!"

Luo Jinhuan sighed: "This is a moth! These two have been found out, but it is very likely that there are big moths hidden elsewhere!"

Song Yiyi raised her eyebrows: "Then use the law to restrain it, and use heavy punishment for corrupt officials as a warning!"

Luo Jinhuan's eyes lit up: "Well, let's eat first, and you can talk about it in detail in the evening." ”

After dinner, Luo Jinhuan led Song Yiyi and Song Zi'an back to his house, and the three of them discussed how to prevent and control corrupt officials for an hour and a half before it ended.

The next morning, Song Yiyi made seafood porridge, shrimp dumplings, radish cake, and red bean cake, but only steamed a drawer of crab roe buns.

As soon as this breakfast was put on the table, everyone's eyes lit up, most of these were breakfast in Guangzhou, but the same very small amount was also a famous spot in Jiangnan.

Grandma Song was the first to speak, with a rare hint of complaint: "Yiyi, why are there so few crab roe buns?

Song Yiyi didn't expect that grandma also had such a cute side, and explained with a smile: "Grandma, crabs are limited, and I used one-third of the crab's crab roe." Because I think the best way to eat crabs is steamed, and they are all made into crab roe buns, and those crab meats can only settle for the next best thing and do other ways to eat. ”

"This time, grandma tasted it first, and there was always a chance to do it again later. ”

Grandpa Song also comforted: "My share will be given to you, and I won't eat it." ”

Luo Jinhuan waved his hand: "This drawer of crab roe buns belongs to Sister-in-law Song, let's eat something else." ”

Grandma Song was a little embarrassed: "Everyone still tastes one, the crab roe buns are fragrant and delicious, and people have endless aftertaste." ”

Bai Feng glanced at it several times, his own home is in Ningshi, located in the south of the Yangtze River, he once went to Jingjiang to eat authentic crab roe buns, the taste and appearance are indeed unforgettable.

Song Yiyi directly sandwiched a crab roe bun and put it on a small plate in front of her grandmother: "Grandma, taste it, how does it taste? When we wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival, we will find a way to buy more crabs, and everyone will be able to eat a drawer of crab roe buns!"

Jiang Xinyong immediately answered: "Yiyi, in the autumn, the third brother will send you more crabs." ”

Song Yiyi just swallowed a shrimp dumpling, and a big smile appeared on her face: "Thank you, third brother!"

Grandma Song took the top end of the crab roe bun on the plate, took a small bite, sucked up the soup inside, and stayed in her mouth for a while before swallowing it slowly. Take another bite of the skin and filling, squint your eyes, and chew carefully.

When she finished eating a crab roe bun, she said with a nostalgic face: "This crab roe bun has the taste of my hometown, it's delicious!"

Grandpa Song had just finished eating a shrimp dumpling and said with emotion: "Yes, the taste of hometown is really easy to cause people to feel homesick!"

Because the old couple left home at an early age, and later there were too many unsatisfactory things, so the faces of the two old people were only a faint nostalgia.

Everyone ate very much this meal, except for Luo Jinhuan, who went out in a hurry, everyone else went to the yard to eat.

Zhao Erbiao ran over: "Sister Yiyi, what you make is so delicious, I love to eat." ”

Song Yiyi touched the lid of his pot: "There is still seafood to eat at noon, and Er Biao will keep his stomach." ”

Zhao Erbiao patted his stomach when he heard this, tilted his head and thought about it, and began to walk and eat in a circle. When everyone entered the house, he was still walking in circles.