After brewing the milk powder and testing the temperature, Liu Suqin took the bottle from Yang Guo's hand, she snatched the right to breastfeed, in her words, she was able to pull Song Zhiwen, an unlucky baby, up, and now there will be a problem with feeding a baby less than a month old?

Kiki saw the pacifier reach to her mouth, obediently opened her small mouth and sucked gently. Her big sparkling eyes looked at her father for a moment, and then she turned back to look at the not-so-old grandmother who was holding her. Liu Suqin looked at Qiqi, and the deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were stretched, as if she was ten years younger.

"Yang Guo, Yang Guo," Liu Suqin didn't raise his head, and called, "Quickly bring a wet towel over, Qiqi woke up and had some eye feces in the corners of her eyes." ”

Yang Guo slowly took out Qiqi's small towel in his backpack, moistened it with hot water, and took it after touching the temperature that was suitable.

"Why are you moving so slowly?" Liu Suqin, who was anxious, urged. She put the bottle on the table before picking up the towel. Kiki saw that the pacifier was pulled open and screamed in disagreement.

"Oh, little ancestor, don't worry, let grandma help you wipe your eyes and drink again!" Liu Suqin hurriedly coaxed up, and gently wiped the corners of Qiqi's eyes with a wet towel, and then turned it over and wiped Qiqi's face with the clean side.

Yang Guo took the small towel and took it to the sink in the kitchen to wash it.

"Yang Guo, Yang Guo," Liu Suqin called again, "Come out, come out." ”

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Yang Guo hurriedly wrung out the towel and walked out.

"She wants to cry when she doesn't see you." Liu Suqin said a little awkwardly, "Really, I don't listen to my grandmother!" ”

As soon as Yang Guo came out, he saw Qiqi's small mouth deflated, and tears rolled in her eyes. He hurriedly walked over, and Kiki finally saw the body that made her feel relieved through the hazy tears, and blinked, finally not crying. Gotcha, the towel is washed in vain! Yang Guo grabbed a towel and wiped her tears.

"You've got to make her see me." Yang Guo said with a smile.

"It's really your own daughter!" Liu Suqin said dissatisfiedly, "Follow every step of the way!" ”

Yang Guo Yile said, "Godmother, I'll show you something." He took out the information bag from the mezzanine of his backpack, took out a stack of documents, sat down, and flipped it over to Liu Suqin.

"Yang Guo is Yang Luoqi's biological father," Liu Suqin read that line of words, and she smiled, "You kid, hurry up and put it away, do I still want to see this thing?" Look at her and you, it's just a mold printed! You can't run! ”

"Is this what Lao Song said?" Liu Suqin asked.

"Yes, the paternity test report, ID card, household registration book, and photocopies are all here." Yang Guo patted the information bag.

"When Lao Song comes back, you remember to give it to him."

At about half past five, the babysitter came to the door.

"Hey, Yang Guo is here today!" The nanny greeted as she changed her slippers at the shoe cabinet.

"Aunt Mao, hello." Yang Guo stood up.

"You're here, is Auntie's power going to be handed over to you again? I wonder what delicious dishes I can learn today? Aunt Mao smiled.

"Where is it, Aunt Mao, you are too modest, the soup you cook is good!"

"Sister Liu, hey, whose child is this?" Aunt Mao walked in and saw Qiqi drinking milk in Liu Suqin's arms.

"Haha, huh, aren't they standing in front of you?" Liu Suqin said with a smile.

"Yang Guo's?" Aunt Mao said in surprise, "I haven't seen you bring it before." ”

Aunt Mao is from the countryside, and she has seen too many young people get married and have children in their teens, so she is not surprised that Yang Guo gave birth to a child in her early twenties like others.

"I was born at the end of last month." Yang Guo said with a smile.

To cook and cook, Liu Suqin had to carry a chair and sit in the dining room with Qiqi in her arms, and the kitchen door was transparent, so that Qiqi would not make a fuss when she could see Yang Guo's figure.

"Cook pork rib soup?" Aunt Mao asked.

"Okay." Yang Guo nodded in response.

They took out sea bass, shrimp, pork belly, beef, pork ribs, greens, carrots, corn, lotus roots, onions, and chives from the refrigerator.

Deal with the ingredients first, Aunt Mao picked up the shrimp and wanted to peel the shell to the side, Yang Guo stopped her and said, "Aunt Mao, you don't have to peel all the shrimp today, pick the shrimp whiskers, cut the back shell with scissors, and then pick the shrimp line." ”

Yang Guo took out the vermicelli from the cabinet, took a basin and soaked it in water, and then began to cut the pork belly. A long strip of pork belly, only to hear a series of knife sounds of "hiss, hiss", when Aunt Mao looked back, it had all been cut into pieces half a finger wide and two fingers long, although the speed was fast, but looking at the shape of the meat pieces, the size was uniform.

Yang Guo put the cut pork belly on the plate next to him and ignored it.

"Don't you need to pickle it?" Aunt Mao asked strangely.

"No, this will be simmered to taste." Yang Guo cut the beef in his hand and said in his mouth, "By the way, Aunt Mao, the shrimp over there will be marinated with salt and cooking wine later." ”

The beef was cut into thin slices about one centimeter thick, and the yang fruit was marinated on a plate with corn starch, ginger slices, Sichuan peppercorns, cooking wine, light soy sauce and soybean oil.

After doing this, Yang Guo did not continue to process the sea bass, but washed his hands and opened two stoves, a casserole to boil water and a hot pot.

Aunt Mao took the knife and cutting board, washed it briefly, and she handled her ribs, radish, corn, and lotus root.

When the pot is hot, add a small half spoon of oil to the yang fruit, then pour in the pork belly and stir-fry over low heat. When the meat color becomes slightly yellow, Yang Guo patted a few cloves of garlic and ginger slices into it, fried it twice, added soy sauce to make it color, then poured in rice wine, and scooped a spoonful of sugar.

After stir-frying, Yang Guo lifted the pot with his left hand and slowly poured the fried pork belly into the casserole. After the casserole is boiling, reduce the heat, cover and simmer slowly.

"What's this pork belly called?" Aunt Mao asked. She also processed her ribs and other ingredients, put them in an electric soup pot that specializes in soup, and began to cook.

"This practice is said to be Hakka, but there is no special name." Yang Guo said with a smile.

Wiping his sweat, he took out the sea bass, although it was not so fresh after freezing, Yang Guo still planned to make steamed sea bass. The internal organs of the sea bass have already been treated, and Yang Guo only lightly cuts it in the middle seam of the fish's back, this knife is mainly to prevent its skin from being broken by the steam when steaming, and to better protect the appearance of the fish. After cutting, add cooking wine, salt, and pepper to marinate.

While waiting, Yang Guo took a green onion and cut it into thin strips, and Jiang did the same. Some of the shredded ginger and green onion are stuffed into the belly of the fish, and some are separated from the bottom and sprinkled on the surface.

Aunt Mao next to her helped cook rice and choose vegetables. Yang Guo scooped up the vermicelli and spread it on a plate, spread the shrimp symmetrically with the shrimp head facing inward and the shrimp tail facing outward, and sprinkled with minced garlic.

Turn on the casserole, stir the pork belly so that it doesn't stick, and then continue cooking.

It's time to start stir-frying!

Before that, Yang Guo first put the sea bass into the steamer, put it on the rice cooker, and steamed the fish with the steam used to cook the rice.

After the wok is heated, Yang Guo pours some oil to fry the chopped onion, scoops it up on a plate, and then pours oil to fry the beef. Beef can't be fried for too long, and it will get old if it takes too long. When it is almost discolored, you can pour in the onion just now, add the oyster sauce and light soy sauce and stir-fry, mainly stir-fry the added sauce and pull it into the cleaned plate.

Aunt Mao helped wash the dishes and serve the dishes on the side, so Yang Guo would not be so busy.

Yang Guo boiled a plate of green vegetables again, scooped it up, poured hot oil and mixed soy sauce, Aunt Mao hurriedly took it out, hurriedly returned to the kitchen to wash a pair of chopsticks and stir it.

With a "bang" sound of closing the door, Song Zhiwen came back.

"Old fruit! Are you stir-frying? It smells so good! "Others arrive before they can make a sound!

Song Zhiwen wanted to take Aunt Mao's chopsticks and add a piece of beef to eat, but Liu Suqin scolded him: "I just want to eat it secretly when I come back!" ”

"Where can you steal it? I just want to help Aunt Mao mix some dishes! Song Zhiwen retracted his hand and said.

"Hmph, I don't know you yet?" Liu Suqin smiled a little proudly.

Yang Guo poked his head out and said, "Wait a minute, it'll be done right away!" ”

Kiki saw her dad poking her head out, thinking she was playing a game again, and she grinned happily.

Yang Guo washed the pot, put water to boil, then he put in an upside-down plate, then sandwiched the plate containing the shrimp, covered the pot and steamed. Estimating the time, he opened the lid of the rice cooker to look at the sea bass in the steamer, the fish eyes were bulging, and the fish was steamed!

After waiting for another half a minute, the rice was ready, and Yang Guo unplugged the wire.

After two or three minutes, Yang Guo lifted the lid of the pot, took out the shrimp with just the right vermicelli, and sprinkled with some chopped green onions. And that's not all! He washed the pot, boiled the oil again, scooped up a spoonful, poured it on top of the shrimp, and made a sound of zzi. Finally, I ordered soy sauce and sesame oil, and motioned for Aunt Mao to take it out.

Yang Guo took out the sea bass in the steamer with a tong, gently poured out the steamy condensed water on the plate, he scooped up the remaining hot oil in the pot and poured it on the fish, and then mixed some special soy sauce and poured it on it, the white and tender fish meat on the back and the dark sauce at the bottom of the plate formed a sharp contrast, and the smell of the fragrance can make people's appetite move!

At this time, Song Chunfang also returned! He was also happily teasing Kiki in the dining room, while Song Zhiwen was on the side, staring at the delicious food on the table, and his saliva flowed all over the ground.

After Aunt Mao washed the dishes and chopsticks, she said goodbye and went home, Liu Suqin kept her and asked her to eat together, Aunt Mao still smiled and declined, she also has children at home, and it is inconvenient to stay and eat.

"Here comes the fish!" Yang Guo put on an apron and shouted loudly with steamed sea bass, "Wash your hands and eat, the taste will be bad when it is cold!" ”

Song Zhiwen ran in the first place with a grin.

Yang Guo turned off the stove, rolled it around with a towel, and held the steaming casserole pork belly and served it to the table.

Song Zhiwen picked up the chopsticks, took out a piece of pork belly directly from the juicy casserole, blew it twice, and stuffed it into his mouth. The pork belly was still very hot, Song Zhiwen grinned and stirred the pieces of meat in his mouth, sprayed hot air, and praised with a thumbs up: "Hiss, hmm, delicious!" Shhhh "I can't speak clearly.

Song Chunfang helped bring out the lotus root corn pork rib soup, and Yang Guo also picked up the rice in the rice cooker and put it on the mat on the dining table.

He washed his hands, unfolded the stroller, took Kiki, and sat her in the trolley. Kiki also wanted her dad to hug her a little longer, and called out twice. Yang Guo kissed her and said with a smile: "Qiqi, you sit for a while, and Dad will hug you after eating." ”

Kiki quieted down, and watched her father sit down at the table with round eyes, and several people were eating food, and they gave her father a thumbs up as they ate. It was as if it was a family banquet on Chinese New Year's Eve, and everyone's expressions were happy and their smiles were full of happiness. The steaming of the food softens the lighting and makes the atmosphere of the dining room more warm. After brewing the milk powder and testing the temperature, Liu Suqin took the bottle from Yang Guo's hand, she snatched the right to breastfeed, in her words, she was able to pull Song Zhiwen, an unlucky baby, up, and now there will be a problem with feeding a baby less than a month old?

Kiki saw the pacifier reach to her mouth, obediently opened her small mouth and sucked gently. Her big sparkling eyes looked at her father for a moment, and then she turned back to look at the not-so-old grandmother who was holding her. Liu Suqin looked at Qiqi, and the deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were stretched, as if she was ten years younger.

"Yang Guo, Yang Guo," Liu Suqin didn't raise his head, and called, "Quickly bring a wet towel over, Qiqi woke up and had some eye feces in the corners of her eyes." ”

Yang Guo slowly took out Qiqi's small towel in his backpack, moistened it with hot water, and took it after touching the temperature that was suitable.

"Why are you moving so slowly?" Liu Suqin, who was anxious, urged. She put the bottle on the table before picking up the towel. Kiki saw that the pacifier was pulled open and screamed in disagreement.

"Oh, little ancestor, don't worry, let grandma help you wipe your eyes and drink again!" Liu Suqin hurriedly coaxed up, and gently wiped the corners of Qiqi's eyes with a wet towel, and then turned it over and wiped Qiqi's face with the clean side.

Yang Guo took the small towel and took it to the sink in the kitchen to wash it.

"Yang Guo, Yang Guo," Liu Suqin called again, "Come out, come out." ”

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Yang Guo hurriedly wrung out the towel and walked out.

"She wants to cry when she doesn't see you." Liu Suqin said a little awkwardly, "Really, I don't listen to my grandmother!" ”

As soon as Yang Guo came out, he saw Qiqi's small mouth deflated, and tears rolled in her eyes. He hurriedly walked over, and Kiki finally saw the body that made her feel relieved through the hazy tears, and blinked, finally not crying. Gotcha, the towel is washed in vain! Yang Guo grabbed a towel and wiped her tears.

"You've got to make her see me." Yang Guo said with a smile.

"It's really your own daughter!" Liu Suqin said dissatisfiedly, "Follow every step of the way!" ”

Yang Guo Yile said, "Godmother, I'll show you something." He took out the information bag from the mezzanine of his backpack, took out a stack of documents, sat down, and flipped it over to Liu Suqin.

"Yang Guo is Yang Luoqi's biological father," Liu Suqin read that line of words, and she smiled, "You kid, hurry up and put it away, do I still want to see this thing?" Look at her and you, it's just a mold printed! You can't run! ”

"Is this what Lao Song said?" Liu Suqin asked.

"Yes, the paternity test report, ID card, household registration book, and photocopies are all here." Yang Guo patted the information bag.

"When Lao Song comes back, you remember to give it to him."

At about half past five, the babysitter came to the door.

"Hey, Yang Guo is here today!" The nanny greeted as she changed her slippers at the shoe cabinet.

"Aunt Mao, hello." Yang Guo stood up.

"You're here, is Auntie's power going to be handed over to you again? I wonder what delicious dishes I can learn today? Aunt Mao smiled.

"Where is it, Aunt Mao, you are too modest, the soup you cook is good!"

"Sister Liu, hey, whose child is this?" Aunt Mao walked in and saw Qiqi drinking milk in Liu Suqin's arms.

"Haha, huh, aren't they standing in front of you?" Liu Suqin said with a smile.

"Yang Guo's?" Aunt Mao said in surprise, "I haven't seen you bring it before." ”

Aunt Mao is from the countryside, and she has seen too many young people get married and have children in their teens, so she is not surprised that Yang Guo gave birth to a child in her early twenties like others.

"I was born at the end of last month." Yang Guo said with a smile.

To cook and cook, Liu Suqin had to carry a chair and sit in the dining room with Qiqi in her arms, and the kitchen door was transparent, so that Qiqi would not make a fuss when she could see Yang Guo's figure.

"Cook pork rib soup?" Aunt Mao asked.

"Okay." Yang Guo nodded in response.

They took out sea bass, shrimp, pork belly, beef, pork ribs, greens, carrots, corn, lotus roots, onions, and chives from the refrigerator.

Deal with the ingredients first, Aunt Mao picked up the shrimp and wanted to peel the shell to the side, Yang Guo stopped her and said, "Aunt Mao, you don't have to peel all the shrimp today, pick the shrimp whiskers, cut the back shell with scissors, and then pick the shrimp line." ”

Yang Guo took out the vermicelli from the cabinet, took a basin and soaked it in water, and then began to cut the pork belly. A long strip of pork belly, only to hear a series of knife sounds of "hiss, hiss", when Aunt Mao looked back, it had all been cut into pieces half a finger wide and two fingers long, although the speed was fast, but looking at the shape of the meat pieces, the size was uniform.

Yang Guo put the cut pork belly on the plate next to him and ignored it.

"Don't you need to pickle it?" Aunt Mao asked strangely.

"No, this will be simmered to taste." Yang Guo cut the beef in his hand and said in his mouth, "By the way, Aunt Mao, the shrimp over there will be marinated with salt and cooking wine later." ”

The beef was cut into thin slices about one centimeter thick, and the yang fruit was marinated on a plate with corn starch, ginger slices, Sichuan peppercorns, cooking wine, light soy sauce and soybean oil.

After doing this, Yang Guo did not continue to process the sea bass, but washed his hands and opened two stoves, a casserole to boil water and a hot pot.

Aunt Mao took the knife and cutting board, washed it briefly, and she handled her ribs, radish, corn, and lotus root.

When the pot is hot, add a small half spoon of oil to the yang fruit, then pour in the pork belly and stir-fry over low heat. When the meat color becomes slightly yellow, Yang Guo patted a few cloves of garlic and ginger slices into it, fried it twice, added soy sauce to make it color, then poured in rice wine, and scooped a spoonful of sugar.

After stir-frying, Yang Guo lifted the pot with his left hand and slowly poured the fried pork belly into the casserole. After the casserole is boiling, reduce the heat, cover and simmer slowly.

"What's this pork belly called?" Aunt Mao asked. She also processed her ribs and other ingredients, put them in an electric soup pot that specializes in soup, and began to cook.

"This practice is said to be Hakka, but there is no special name." Yang Guo said with a smile.

Wiping his sweat, he took out the sea bass, although it was not so fresh after freezing, Yang Guo still planned to make steamed sea bass. The internal organs of the sea bass have already been treated, and Yang Guo only lightly cuts it in the middle seam of the fish's back, this knife is mainly to prevent its skin from being broken by the steam when steaming, and to better protect the appearance of the fish. After cutting, add cooking wine, salt, and pepper to marinate.

While waiting, Yang Guo took a green onion and cut it into thin strips, and Jiang did the same. Some of the shredded ginger and green onion are stuffed into the belly of the fish, and some are separated from the bottom and sprinkled on the surface.

Aunt Mao next to her helped cook rice and choose vegetables. Yang Guo scooped up the vermicelli and spread it on a plate, spread the shrimp symmetrically with the shrimp head facing inward and the shrimp tail facing outward, and sprinkled with minced garlic.

Turn on the casserole, stir the pork belly so that it doesn't stick, and then continue cooking.

It's time to start stir-frying!

Before that, Yang Guo first put the sea bass into the steamer, put it on the rice cooker, and steamed the fish with the steam used to cook the rice.

After the wok is heated, Yang Guo pours some oil to fry the chopped onion, scoops it up on a plate, and then pours oil to fry the beef. Beef can't be fried for too long, and it will get old if it takes too long. When it is almost discolored, you can pour in the onion just now, add the oyster sauce and light soy sauce and stir-fry, mainly stir-fry the added sauce and pull it into the cleaned plate.

Aunt Mao helped wash the dishes and serve the dishes on the side, so Yang Guo would not be so busy.

Yang Guo boiled a plate of green vegetables again, scooped it up, poured hot oil and mixed soy sauce, Aunt Mao hurriedly took it out, hurriedly returned to the kitchen to wash a pair of chopsticks and stir it.

With a "bang" sound of closing the door, Song Zhiwen came back.

"Old fruit! Are you stir-frying? It smells so good! "Others arrive before they can make a sound!

Song Zhiwen wanted to take Aunt Mao's chopsticks and add a piece of beef to eat, but Liu Suqin scolded him: "I just want to eat it secretly when I come back!" ”

"Where can you steal it? I just want to help Aunt Mao mix some dishes! Song Zhiwen retracted his hand and said.

"Hmph, I don't know you yet?" Liu Suqin smiled a little proudly.

Yang Guo poked his head out and said, "Wait a minute, it'll be done right away!" ”

Kiki saw her dad poking her head out, thinking she was playing a game again, and she grinned happily.

Yang Guo washed the pot, put water to boil, then he put in an upside-down plate, then sandwiched the plate containing the shrimp, covered the pot and steamed. Estimating the time, he opened the lid of the rice cooker to look at the sea bass in the steamer, the fish eyes were bulging, and the fish was steamed!

After waiting for another half a minute, the rice was ready, and Yang Guo unplugged the wire.

After two or three minutes, Yang Guo lifted the lid of the pot, took out the shrimp with just the right vermicelli, and sprinkled with some chopped green onions. And that's not all! He washed the pot, boiled the oil again, scooped up a spoonful, poured it on top of the shrimp, and made a sound of zzi. Finally, I ordered soy sauce and sesame oil, and motioned for Aunt Mao to take it out.

Yang Guo took out the sea bass in the steamer with a tong, gently poured out the steamy condensed water on the plate, he scooped up the remaining hot oil in the pot and poured it on the fish, and then mixed some special soy sauce and poured it on it, the white and tender fish meat on the back and the dark sauce at the bottom of the plate formed a sharp contrast, and the smell of the fragrance can make people's appetite move!

At this time, Song Chunfang also returned! He was also happily teasing Kiki in the dining room, while Song Zhiwen was on the side, staring at the delicious food on the table, and his saliva flowed all over the ground.

After Aunt Mao washed the dishes and chopsticks, she said goodbye and went home, Liu Suqin kept her and asked her to eat together, Aunt Mao still smiled and declined, she also has children at home, and it is inconvenient to stay and eat.

"Here comes the fish!" Yang Guo put on an apron and shouted loudly with steamed sea bass, "Wash your hands and eat, the taste will be bad when it is cold!" ”

Song Zhiwen ran in the first place with a grin.

Yang Guo turned off the stove, rolled it around with a towel, and held the steaming casserole pork belly and served it to the table.

Song Zhiwen picked up the chopsticks, took out a piece of pork belly directly from the juicy casserole, blew it twice, and stuffed it into his mouth. The pork belly was still very hot, Song Zhiwen grinned and stirred the pieces of meat in his mouth, sprayed hot air, and praised with a thumbs up: "Hiss, hmm, delicious!" Shhhh "I can't speak clearly.

Song Chunfang helped bring out the lotus root corn pork rib soup, and Yang Guo also picked up the rice in the rice cooker and put it on the mat on the dining table.

He washed his hands, unfolded the stroller, took Kiki, and sat her in the trolley. Kiki also wanted her dad to hug her a little longer, and called out twice. Yang Guo kissed her and said with a smile: "Qiqi, you sit for a while, and Dad will hug you after eating." ”

Kiki quieted down, and watched her father sit down at the table with round eyes, and several people were eating food, and they gave her father a thumbs up as they ate. It was as if it was a family banquet on Chinese New Year's Eve, and everyone's expressions were happy and their smiles were full of happiness. The steaming of the food softens the lighting and makes the atmosphere of the dining room more warm.