Nie Zheng slid Tang Ning's mobile phone, looking for the shooting function, but brought it to the call log.

On the phone that has been answered, it is written "Little Dog Nie Zheng".

This is Chi Guoguo's revenge for saying that she was a puppy last night, "Tang Ning, you are a teacher, and you are disrespectful to the old!"

"Hey, do you say mobile phone?" Tang Ning's apricot eyes bent into the moon, "It was last night that you scolded me for being a puppy, and when I was angry, I wrote 'Puppy Nie Zheng' Originally, Qingqing's QQ name was also changed to 'Puppy Qingqing', but there was still the smell of that guy in the quilt, so I forgave her, or kept 'Puppy Nie Zheng', ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that you were 'Puppy Nie Zheng' to scold you!Hey, I'm so stupid!Nie Zheng, you're so naïve!Hey, okay, change it for you, keep it for a day, and if it's flattened, you won't be angry!"

Nie Zheng quickly clicked on Tang Ning's mobile phone, and scolded in his mouth: "Hurry up and work! Qingqing is going to get up at six o'clock for breakfast!"

"Know!" Tang Ning agreed weakly, "just cut it?"

"It's okay to slice both abalone and chicken, today's breakfast is abalone and chicken porridge and soy sauce emperor fried noodles!"

"Wow! it's amazing!" Tang Ning bent his moon eyes and looked at Nie Zheng, and said timidly: "Can I really make such a powerful dish?"

"Complexity won't let you do it, and you won't be flexible!Listen!" Nie Zheng was like a master in the movie, and he suddenly became stern.

"Know!" Tang Ning put the kitchen knife on the abalone, staring at it tightly with a pair of almond eyes, ready to go.

"Abalone and chicken porridge, don't be like the imbecile host on TV, when you hear the word abalone, you hold your face, and you scream, this kind of fresh abalone, the vegetable market is only two or three yuan a piece, which is cheaper than a child's jelly...."

"Well, you can't croak!"

"You don't need to repeat, concentrate on it!" Nie Zheng scolded loudly, and Tang Ning immediately stuck out his tongue, looking very serious, " The most important thing about this porridge is the porridge bottom, you have to cut out the chicken skeleton, put it in to boil the porridge, this technology is too high, you can't do it, spend money to ask the chicken vendor to do it, the rest of the chicken, shredded or sliced, with soy sauce, peanut oil, sesame oil, sugar, corn starch, wine, marinated together, about ten minutes can be, more than half an hour is better, after the porridge bottom is cooked, put it in together with the abalone slices, after the porridge bottom boils again, it's OK!"

"Yes, two questions, why so much oil? Is it shredded or sliced?"

"The oil can make the flavor stick to the chicken, and the shredding and slicing depends mainly on how big you want to eat, and your mouth is so big, of course it's sliced!"

"Hey, I don't have a big mouth, but I like to eat big chunks!

"Watch your hands, my daughter doesn't touch your fingers!"

Nie Zheng stepped forward, grabbed the kitchen knife, formed a palm in his left hand, pressed it on the abalone, and held the kitchen knife in his right hand, with his thumb attached to the side of the knife.

"So that you don't cut your fingers, cut one time, move your thumb back, and then a second one, you try!"

"Yes!

"Simple your head!" Nie Zheng stepped forward again, directly pressing Tang Ning's left palm with one hand, and grabbing her right hand holding the knife with his right hand, "Look, first put the blade on the abalone, make sure that the fingers will not be sharpened, and then exert force, drag it back and pull it, it's okay, yes, that's it!"

"Wow, Nie Zheng, you seem to be a teacher, really strict!"

"Forget it, you don't know, I learned the craft with a three-element master when I was a child, the three elements are water, electricity and wood, as long as you have something wrong, he will knock on your head when he grabs something, often it is a wooden stick!"

"Oh! No wonder Qingqing often falls under the bed, and she doesn't become a fool, it turns out that her father has practiced iron head skills!"

Tang Ning cut it very carefully, as if every piece of meat was conscious, and she was careful to cut it, it is estimated that she also has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the size of each piece of meat is almost the same.

"Hurry up, why do you cut it so good-looking, it's not in your stomach yet, Qingqing is going to get up!"

"Yes!"

Tang Ning frightened Nie Zheng, and his movements became even slower.

Nie Zheng saw that the time was already five forty o'clock, he also had obsessive-compulsive disorder, no matter what, at six o'clock, he must make breakfast, put it on the table beautifully, and welcome the little princess to get up.

He simply moved his own hands, "Tang Ning, put the dough cake in the boiling water, boil it soft, you don't have any skills, just scoop up the noodles, use the head pump and oil consumption to scoop up the noodles, and fry them according to the method I taught you to dry fry Niu He last time!"

Nie Zheng said quickly, and his hands moved faster, "Okay...", the corner of Tang Ning's mouth lifted, and Nie Zheng immediately stopped, "No need to ask, I'll answer directly, the head soy sauce is the best in soy sauce, brewing soy sauce is like making tea, the first bubble has the strongest flavor, the first bubble is the first bubble of soy sauce, and the light soy sauce is the second or even the third or fourth bubble of soy sauce!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Tang Ning frowned, as if he was facing a great enemy, he quickly fried the noodles in the pot, "Huh?", showing a smug look on her face, "Wow, it's really amazing, it's like soy sauce emperor fried noodles!"

"Let's get on the plate!"

Nie Zheng said angrily, can the soy sauce emperor fried noodles still look like a dry fried cow river, he washed his hands and looked at the time, it was six o'clock!

Nie Zheng immediately ran into the room.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

The little princess stretched out her two little hands and stood on the bed with a crying expression on her face and her big eyes half-open and half-closed.

"What's the matter, little princess, don't you get up and can't find your father, I'm not happy!"

Nie Zheng stepped forward and hugged the soft and warm little princess tightly.

"Dad, Dad, has Qingqing become blind, Qingqing's eyes can't be opened. ”

"Huh, let Daddy see. Nie Zheng gently rolled his daughter's eyelids, and he couldn't see anything, but his daughter's big eyes were indeed dim this morning.

"Tang Ning!" Nie Zheng yelled anxiously.

"Hmph! Stinky Qingqing!" Tang Ning's voice was already at the door, and she poked her finger at Qingqing's belly, "You guy, did you go to bed late last night?"

"It's not!"

"Say no!" Tang Ning slapped Qingqing on the buttocks, Nie Zheng almost wanted to kill this Tang Ning, her daughter was obviously very uncomfortable, she still treated her daughter like that, but only this hateful guy in this world can know what happened to Qingqing.

"I haven't slept enough, of course I can't open my eyes, go drink some juice or yogurt, and take a nap at noon to make up for it, you know?

"Yes!"

"You still say yes, it's so heavy now, and if it's heavier, you'll become a fat melon, and the castle won't be able to live for you!"

Tang Ning hugged Qingqing, "Oops, oops, big fat melon princess!", step by step, pretending to be very difficult to walk out.

"Qingqing hasn't eaten breakfast yet, it's not heavy!" Princess Qingqing's big eyes regained their brightness, "Dad, Dad, hurry up and make breakfast!