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Li Ping and Li Niangzi didn't know what Li Xiucai and Zeng Fan were talking about, one of them was busy cooking, the other was weaving, they all thought that Li Xiucai was teaching Zeng Fan to read, how did they know that Li Xiucai was discussing the future with Zeng Fan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When it was time to eat, Zeng Fan was a little confused, and Li Ping saw it, patted him, and then gave him a bowl of bacon and pumpkin gnocchi soup. Zeng Fan took a look, it was very different from his mother's cooking, his mother's pimple soup was stirred batter, and then he took a chopstick and drove small noodles into the boiling soup one by one. Obviously, Li Ping's pimples are regular small particles. After taking a bite, it is tougher than my mother's cooking, and the taste seems to be more delicious.

Put the spicy oil and vinegar on the table and let them add as they please. Li Ping took a bowl of Qingqing and drank the soup with a spoon.

"Eat too little." Zeng Fan said lightly to her.

"I just tried the taste, and I can't eat it now." Li Ping deals with those ingredients every day these days, don't look at being tired and half dead every day, but her appetite is even more defeated.

"Brother Fan, I'll go and bake you a cake!" Mrs. Li felt that this was a bit simple, so she hurriedly stood up, ready to do something else.

"Oh, I made steamed pumpkin pie, and I'll make a snack later." Li Ping said hurriedly.

"Did you buy too many pumpkins?" Li Xiucai made fun of his daughter. For more than a month, the family is eating the steak vegetables bought by Li Ping, although his wife and daughter have good skills, but every day pumpkin, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and radishes, Li Xiucai also feels a little uncomfortable.

"No, I don't want to be left. There is only so much noodle soup, one bowl per person, so I steam some cakes and use them as snacks later. Li Ping is determined to do everything in her family and get rid of a lot of bad habits.

"Why?" Mrs. Li really quit.

"Is there any leftover soup to feed the pigs? Cook so much, it also costs firewood. "Li Ping doesn't like leftovers, but there will always be leftovers at home, even if her mother has good craftsmanship, even if she has leftovers, she will still present them in a different way, but that's leftovers, and then she eats the leftovers, and the new ones are leftovers. Every day repeats itself.

"Now you think we're eating too much?" Mrs. Li was heartbroken, and felt that it was now Erya to buy vegetables, and she would buy all the rice, flour and oil at home, so did she dislike her family?

"Mother! You think, if you cook too much, there will be leftovers. Then I felt that it was too little to eat at night, so I had to make fresh food when it was hot. So, after eating the old, the new was left. How much more firewood does it cost per day? And then there is Brother Hao, who has always been so fat, and the Chen family has opinions. Cook so much rice every day, and then fill him with a bunch, add vegetables, add snacks, snacks, has his mouth been empty? In the future, let's eat less and be finer, eat better, but do less. "Li Ping was not defeated by Mrs. Li, she was very resolute.

"Then you won't have any leftovers from making pumpkin pie." Mrs. Li quit.

Li Ping got up and went to the kitchen to take out the steamed pumpkin pie. The dough is made with pumpkin and rice flour, and a little sweet bean paste is wrapped in the middle. What's more, there are only four, and each one is only the size of Li Ping's palm.

Li Xiucai smiled, one by one, absolutely finished eating. And it won't be very full.

"Brother Fan, our second girl is really not a small device, or a ......" Mrs. Li felt a little embarrassed.

"It's best not to be left." Zeng Fan felt that Li Ping's idea was very good, mainly because there was no leftover food in their family, and even if there were, it was deliberate. For example, in the evening, my mother would deliberately cook more rice, except for dinner, and the rest would be put aside, and would not be taken out for them to see. It was prepared to cook porridge the next morning, which could save some trouble.

The Li family eats in piles, obviously spurned by Li Ping, so it's actually good, if you really come to your own house in the future, if you eat like in the Li family, you don't have to wait for your mother, your grandfather will go crazy first.

"Delicious!" Zeng Fan didn't know how to reply to Mrs. Li, saying that it was not good or bad, so he could only pick up a cake and take a bite, and said casually, but after finishing speaking, he looked at the filling of the red bean paste, and was stunned for a moment, and she also put red bean paste in the casual snack at noon, "It's so delicious!" ”

"Eat this after eating the noodle soup, or you shouldn't be able to eat the soup." Li Ping looked helpless, how can this person be the same as a child, this is dim sum, how can dim sum be eaten in the middle of a meal.

"You think everyone else is like you, with a chicken stomach." Mrs. Li likes red bean paste, so she hurriedly took one and took a bite, the dough was soft and glutinous, with the sweetness of pumpkin, and a little sugar was put in the red bean paste, which was a thick red bean sweetness. The two-phase glow seal is really delicious. But Mrs. Li, as a professional person, still made a comment, "It should be fried." ”

"It's too tired!" Li Ping's mouth was light, she knew that Mrs. Li liked red bean paste, so she bought red beans and came back to steam them and take the bean paste. In order to make it delicate, the bean paste also added some flavored goat's milk, otherwise the bean paste at this time would not be like this. And the pumpkin puree is glutinous rice flour, otherwise how can it be bounced with one bite. If it is fried, it may add an extra layer of texture, but it also destroys the fresh taste of the present.

"Dad, did I give birth to Erya?" Mrs. Li collapsed, and she really felt more and more that her daughter was too uncaring and too unlike herself.

"Yes, I've been waiting for a long time." Li Xiucai didn't eat the noodle soup anymore, went to get the cake, took a bite, nodded, it was really swallowed in two bites, a little unfinished, and said helplessly.

This kind of unfinished business, the three people who have eaten it all feel it, Li Ping ignored them, and concentrated on drinking her noodle soup, because there was really only soup in her soup. Then he gave his cake to Mrs. Li, "I have a chicken stomach, you can eat it." ”

"If you don't eat it, it's not like me, and it won't taste good for me." Mrs. Li said angrily, but after all, she still picked it up, ate it in two bites, and then became even more depressed, "How do you make it so small?" ”

"There is a moderate diet, how can there be a brain full of fat every day, I am afraid of leftovers!" Li Ping didn't know how to say it, there was still material, but it didn't be done, it was to wait for the eldest brother and Brother Hao to come back to do it.

Zeng Fan seemed to see such a playful little fiancée for the first time, and at this time, because there were only a few of them in the family, the posture of a natural little daughter came out. I thought of the expression that she couldn't hold the big chopsticks and the big fried dumplings before, and she was so anxious that she was about to cry. It is in stark contrast to the proud attitude of now, when I cook, and I want to be the master.

"Laugh at something, hurry up and eat. After eating, we do some exercises, and there is a trick to the children's test. Li Xiucai saw his son-in-law's stupid appearance and tapped him.

Li Xiucai already knew his wife's intentions, and now he is clutching his son-in-law's heart, so that he has deep gratitude and affection for the Yue family and his fiancée wholeheartedly, so he will do things better. (To be continued.) )