Within five minutes, Liu Xiaoguang and his family drove the Audi that they had "borrowed" from Wang Yong and killed them in a hurry, and as soon as they entered the yard to greet them, they didn't care about hitting one and wanted to rush into the kitchen.

"Hey, why are you guys staying outside. Our daughter said that we should not be allowed to go into the kitchen and disturb other people's cooking. You said you were afraid that we would steal her craft? ”

Wang Yong hurriedly stopped the two of them, and the second wife, who was not at ease just now, went in but was politely invited out by Wenwen, and specially instructed herself to watch the door, saying that she could not let people steal her cooking skills.

"Then I'll take a sneak look, sneak a look, and promise not to go in, okay?"

Wei Yanhua couldn't wait to say a word to Wang Yong in a pleading tone, so she pushed away Wang Yong who was blocking in front of her, and went to the kitchen door lightly, lying at the door and secretly looking in.

When I saw my daughter stepping on the small bench, working hard to bring all the ingredients to the liquefied gas boiler one by one, skillfully lighting the fire, putting oil, and oiling the meat, and seeing that her daughter was tired and sweaty, she couldn't care to wipe it, Wei Yanhua's mother's eyes were red, and tears immediately rushed out.

My daughter is only more than five years old, and she can cook for herself! This made her heart feel relieved and worried, her daughter is sensible and filial, which is famous in the village, who doesn't envy herself?

But she was so small, what if she bumped into it, she couldn't wait to rush in and make this dish for her daughter herself.

But knowing her daughter's temper, she could only endure her worries, and looked at her daughter's small, busy figure without blinking, and rushed over as soon as there was danger.

I don't know how long it took, but a lot of people came to the yard, not only Yuanyuan, but also Uncle Zhang, Dawei, and the cooks who have nothing to do all day now. Wenwen's grandfather and grandmother, that is, Wang Yong's third uncle and third aunt, also put down their work in the restaurant, stopped doing business, and rushed over to taste the good dishes made by their granddaughter!

It has to be a good dish!

The third uncle made up his mind to pay attention to it, even if his granddaughter's cooking was really not delicious, even if it was like the "Wenwen Mixed Dish" made last time, he would have to eat it in a big gulp, and then praise it fiercely with his thumb.

Who dares to say a bad thing. Today, I have a good theory with him, which of you children can know what you stir-fry for you at the age of five? Have it?

Of course, he still felt very uncomfortable about his granddaughter's first stir-fry for himself from time to time but Wang Yong's bastard thing!

Therefore, from the moment he entered the courtyard, the resentful eyes never left Wang Yong, and Wang Yong could only hide far away, not daring to get too close to the third uncle.

It's not just these people, on the way. The third uncle proudly helped his granddaughter promote it along the way, and many villagers also came to see the excitement, so that now the whole courtyard is full of people.

I didn't let everyone wait long, and the smell of oily meat came from the kitchen. Everyone's eyes immediately widened. Looking at the kitchen door, waiting for Wenwen to come out.

Not to mention anything else, just this taste, the little girl's dishes can't be wrong! At such a young age, you can stir-fry. Could it be that this thing is really inherited from him as Liu Laosan said?

When Wenwen, the little girl, came out of the kitchen with the fried oily meat, the first reaction when she saw the people in the yard was to hide in shyly.

Wei Yanhua, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, was the first to rush into the kitchen and say hello to her daughter. I can't tell how she feels when she's a mother.

There is joy, pride, sadness and self-blame.

It's not that she hasn't seen other people's children at this age, her daughter is sensible, filial, and cute, and she is definitely the first in the village, who doesn't praise herself twice when she sees herself?

But this also made her feel very self-reproachful as a mother, when she was by her side before, although Wenwen was also very sensible, but it was definitely not like this.

I haven't been with myself for more than half a year, and without my own company, my daughter has to endure hardships and begin to learn to be independent! You must know that when my daughter got up, she was coquettish, so she had to dress her by herself?

But now? Before her mother was enough, her daughter had already learned to cook for herself! In addition to the relief, it is more sad to be a mother. My daughter has grown up! That day is not far from leaving yourself to live your own life!

But she soon came to her senses from her sadness, and now was not the time to think about it.

"Wenwen, good daughter, can cook! Mommy loves you to death! ”

"Mom, Mom, why are there so many people in the yard?"

"Oh! That's uncles and aunts, grandparents heard that we Wenwen can cook at such a young age, so let's see it! None of them had ever seen such a young child cook for themselves? ”

"But, but, am I afraid!"

Listening to the little girl coquettish with her mother, Wang Yong knew that his goddaughter was not completely well left by Wenwen's mixed vegetables last time, and he had to come forward to encourage him as a godfather.

After all, people originally said that they made it for themselves, but they didn't expect there to be so many people.

Thinking of this, Wang Yong hurriedly stepped into the kitchen. I saw my daughter holding a plate of steaming oily meat leaning on Wei Yanhua's thigh!

"Wenwen, what are you doing? Why is it so fragrant? Hurry up and give the godfather a taste, the godfather is drooling. Hurry up, or you will definitely be robbed by your Uncle David when you take it out in a while! ”

As soon as Wang Yong said this, Wenwen's little girl's eyes immediately lit up, the worries on her little face disappeared in an instant, and her smiling eyes narrowed.

Seeing that the godfather was so good at talking, he immediately gave up his mother, ran to the godfather with the plate, and lifted the plate high so that the godfather could quickly taste the dishes he made.

As a result, in Wenwen's slightly worried expectation, the godfather did not disappoint himself, only took a bite, gave himself a thumbs up, and then grabbed the second chopstick.

Wenwen didn't wait for Wang Yong's chopsticks next to the plate, and immediately put her little hand away and almost hugged the plate into her arms.

"You can only eat one bite! Grandpa Zhang, I haven't eaten yet, and there are parents, grandparents, wives, and godmothers. And Brother Hu Gang, obviously Brother ......"

Well, it's all a good thing to do by yourself, what do you say you have nothing to show off? If you hadn't called one by one, wouldn't you have enjoyed this dish by yourself today?

Well, at most, let the second master and them also touch their own light, but they won't be able to do it now, the girl only gives herself a taste! Wang Yong's regret in his heart at this time is not to mention.

Wenwen followed her mother, who was more proud than her, and just walked to the kitchen door, and when she saw her godfather looking unhappy, she hurriedly ran over again. Whispered to him:

"Godfather, tomorrow Wenwen will secretly go to you, and I'll do it for you alone, okay?"

Ah! This intimate girl, you said that if you don't hurt or spoil, then is there any heavenly reason!

Listening to his daughter's words of comfort and assurance, Wang Yonghao took out a stack of red tickets to his daughter on the spot.

Although he knew that this was not good, he really didn't know how to express his excitement at this moment.

When Wenwen, accompanied by her mother and her father, who also followed up, and her godfather, who only knew silly music behind, brought her first fried dish to Uncle Zhang to taste, everyone was stunned by the little girl's sensibility.

This is the Teacher Appreciation Banquet! Although there is only one dish. But don't forget, he's just a five-year-old! What else do you want such a child?

After Uncle Zhang finished eating, he touched Wenwen's little head and praised her, and the little girl began to start with the second grandmother according to the age of the elders one by one, until the grandfather who was already trembling. Finally, I beckoned my friends to come and taste the dishes she made!

Listening to the friends praising the dishes they made was delicious, Wenwen's careful eyes were much happier than when the elders praised them just now. But just like that, he was still very reserved and said that he didn't do as well as Grandpa Zhang, and he didn't do as well as his father.

The next day. Wenwen failed to fulfill her promise to make Wang Yong a separate dish of oily meat at home.

Because as long as I meet the villagers, they will praise Wenwen's good cooking skills, and then this little girl who has become not reserved at all will carry her own small kitchen knife and follow others to his house to show her hand, so that people often have their own skills.

That's it, for two or three days. Wenwen has to cook ten or eight times of oily meat under the watchful eye of a group of friends at least one day, and then watch them rush up, and eat all the dishes she made in the blink of an eye, and the happy person has long forgotten his promise to his godfather.

Wenwen has become a popular figure in the village all the time these days, but it has also attracted the dissatisfaction of some children of the same age!

Isn't it just a recipe? What's the big deal about that? I can do it too!

So in the past two days, those bear children in the village, the little girls are not making a fuss, and after school, they will pull their grandparents or parents and pester them to teach themselves how to cook.

There is one who can talk, and the sweet mouth says that it is to be learned to make it for parents (grandparents) to eat in the future. I don't know how to say it, and I directly express my anger when I am stupid: Isn't it just cooking, and I will too!

In any case, if a child can have this heart, then parents are a hundred happy. One by one, they happily started to make big purchases, and then taught the children how to hold kitchen knives, how to cut vegetables, how to light fires, how to put oil, and how to stir-fry.

Not to mention, in just one day, a third of the children can make food, well, to be honest, it can only be eaten.

But the parents of those children are so happy, I really can't wait to see someone and tell people how delicious their children's cooking is for half an hour!

That guy seems to have made the dishes made by his own child as if they were supposed to be at the state banquet, and they all blew out flowers! Hearing this, Wang Yong pouted his teeth, and when he returned home, he felt a toothache.

In any case, the children are beginning to be sensible, and they are starting to help adults with housework and do what they can, which is enough to make parents stupid and happy for a long time.

Especially this clever ghost, who was able to coax the whole village with his mouth and talented actor skills, this time he coaxed his family, especially his grandparents, to the point that he couldn't find the north!

Or this child spirit! Even Wang Yong admired this little thing, and he never thought that this little guy would be able to come up with such a trick and find another way.

People are not as noisy as other children to learn how to stir-fry with their parents, how can this little thing show his intelligence by following Wenwen's sister?

So this guy first spent the morning meditating before he figured out what he was going to do. Then secretly prepared for the afternoon, during which time no one was allowed to enter the kitchen door for the sake of secrecy.

It wasn't until dinner time in the evening that this kid was a blockbuster, and he almost didn't startle Dawei, the uncle's jaw! Because obviously this little guy actually served it with a big pot with half a pot of soup!

That's right, what people are preparing is hot pot! It's still spicy at the bottom of the pot! But it wasn't made by him, but the bagged base he secretly picked up in his supermarket in the afternoon. It's still an authentic Sichuan flavor!

After that, what lamb rolls, meatballs, tofu, tofu skin, and sausages are all ready-made in their own supermarket. Those vegetables were already in the kitchen, and they filled a large table with a very light place.

Whoever makes one dish is enough to eat! I'm so good when I fill this table!

Ming thought to himself. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you very much for the starting point coin reward of the Queen of Heaven and the King of Earth, thank you!

This year's Spring Festival holiday is from Chinese New Year's Eve to the sixth day of the new year, hehe, it seems that the house has been resting for six or seven years from the twenty-fifth and sixth of the lunar month to the fifteenth of the first month! Maybe that's the benefit of working in a small factory, right? I usually don't have much time to rest, but I found it together during the New Year.