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Looking at the crickets that his son brought back with a bottle of wine, Wu Xiufen said with a smile: "I'm still worried about what kind of vegetables to fry at night, this is not Zheng'er just got it, your grandfather is good for both of you, and the sister-in-law will help give him some salt later, and relieve his hunger at night." ”

Yang Ming's mother listened to Wu Xiufen's instructions and hurriedly took the wine bottle in Wang Zheng's hand.

"Auntie, Yang Ming also grabbed a wine bottle."

When Yang Mingniang heard this, she hurriedly asked, "What about Yang Ming?" Why don't you bring it all together? ”

Wang Zheng stuck out his tongue and said, "Yang Ming said that he wanted to go home and learn to cook this dish by himself, so he didn't come." ”

Yang Mingniang shook her head and said, "My Yang Ming likes to toss around in the kitchen all day long, and he won't have any interest in Wang Zheng in the future." ”

"That's a good thing, I've heard that the chefs in the city are making money."

Wang Zheng didn't say that he had long known Yang Ming's hobby of cooking, and Yang Ming would be the most suitable person to open a farmhouse in the next step.

At noon, Wu Xiufen ate in a hurry, and entrusted Wang Ning to Yang Mingniang and Yang Shiguo's wife to take care of, so she hurriedly went to the company to help.

In the next nearly a month, Wang Zheng's parents were busy day and night. During the day, Wang Xiangzhong had to go to the villages to buy ginger, and then at night, he had to check the storage of ginger in the cold storage, and even ate a few bites in a hurry, which was very hard.

Wang Zheng saw it in his eyes, and it hurt in his heart.

During this time, my parents worked too hard, and this was not the life I wanted to live.

No, the next step of the company must not be like this, it is best to find a suitable professional manager who is fully responsible for the operation of the company, and then let my father be a comfortable CEO, and I will have time to accompany myself and my sister in the future. Then, look at the company's financial statements every quarter to understand the company's operations.

Throughout the afternoon, Wang Zheng didn't go out again, but obediently stayed at home, did homework for a while, and played with Wang Ning for an hour or two, and in a blink of an eye it was time for dinner again.

Yang Shiguo's daughter-in-law washed the clothes of Wang Zheng's house for an afternoon, while Yang Ming's mother cleaned up for an afternoon in addition to taking care of Wang Ning.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Shiguo's daughter-in-law hurried home to cook.

Yang Shiguo is a hired worker on the Wang family's apple orchard, and now the apples on the apple orchard have been picked, and then Wang Xiangzhong was transferred to the cold storage to help remove the ginger.

As soon as Yang Shiguo's daughter-in-law left, Yang Ming's mother looked at the already dark sky and asked Wang Zheng: "Wang Zheng, are you hungry?" ”

Wang Zheng shook his head, then looked at his sister and asked, "Sister, are you hungry?" ”

Wang Ning was sitting on the ground playing with toys, and suddenly seemed to remember something, raised his head and said to his brother, "Brother, Ning Ning wants to eat well." ”

When Wang Zheng heard this, he hurriedly said to Yang Mingniang: "Auntie, I have to cook for my sister." ”

"Okay, then I'll do it quickly, Wang Zheng, you help me watch your sister first."

Seeing Yang Mingniang running to the kitchen to get busy, Wang Zheng suddenly thought of Yang Ming, so he dialed Yang Ming's phone while looking at Wang Ning.

However, Yang Ming's phone was connected, but no one answered after waiting for a long time.

Just when Wang Zheng was wondering what Yang Ming was doing, he suddenly heard a voice at the gate of his house.

"Mother, Wang Zheng, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

When Wang Zheng heard it, wasn't the voice outside Yang Ming's. At noon, he asked Yang Ming to come to the house for dinner, but he didn't come, it would be dark, but he took the initiative to come.

Yang Ming's mother was still busy in the kitchen and didn't come out, while Wang Zheng glanced back at Wang Ning, who was concentrating on playing with toys on the ground, and ran out in a hurry.

"Ah, Yang Ming, what are you carrying in your hand?" Wang Zheng went out to take a look and saw Yang Ming carrying a burden in his hand, the burden was heavy, and it seemed to be a disc-shaped thing inside.

"I let Uncle Xiang Zhong and his aunt also try my craftsmanship." Yang Ming smiled, and then entered the house with Wang Zheng.

Yang Ming spread out his baggage and put a plate of steaming fried crickets on the Wang family's dining table.

Deep-fried crickets may sound a little unpleasant, but if you try it yourself, there will be no one who won't want to eat it. In fact, this dish is quite nutritious, crickets are high-protein food, rich in various vitamins, and good for people with cardiovascular disease.

"Oh, I said Yang Ming, you can do it, you fried it yourself?" Wang Zheng excitedly pinched a cricket and threw it into his mouth, the feeling of a slightly sour, but full mouth of aroma was really happy.

Yang Mingniang poked her head out of the kitchen, glanced at the fried crickets on the table, nodded and said, "Yes, Yang Ming, you fried it much more decently this time than last time." ”

Yang Ming saw that his mother was busy working in the kitchen, so he hurriedly washed his hands and went to the kitchen to help.

Wang Zheng ate a few fried crickets made by Yang Ming, and thought it tasted good, so he hurried to the kitchen to get a pancake and roll it into the pancake for his sister to eat.

However, when he came out of the kitchen, he found that Xiao Wang Ning had already walked to the dining table alone, grabbed the fried crickets made by Yang Ming with his little hands and stuffed them into his mouth, and was eating with relish.

"Alas, sister, sister, you can't use your hands, you have to use chopsticks, and your hands are unhygienic."

However, as soon as Wang Zheng's words were finished, Wang Ning immediately retorted: "Brother uses his hands, Ning Ning uses his hands." After speaking, Wang Ning grabbed another handful and stuffed it into her mouth, but she grabbed too much, and there were many more on the ground than into her mouth.

Wang Zheng shook his head and dragged Wang Ning to the faucet outside to wash his hands, and whispered: "Wang Ning, don't arrest it, Brother Yang Ming is suspicious." ”

When Wang Ning heard this, he frowned with some doubts: "Brother Yang Ming doesn't dislike Ning Ning, Ning Ning is obedient." ”

"Okay, good, Ning Ning is good, don't dislike Ning Ning, my brother will roll pancakes for you to eat."

After washing Wang Ning's hands, Wang Zheng wrapped a large bag of fried crickets made by Yang Ming with pancakes and handed it to Wang Ning. Wang Ning took the wrapped pancake and ate it in a big gulp.

Yang Ming and his mother fried the vegetables and cooked the rice, and then they ate with Wang Zheng and Wang Ning first.

When Wang Xiangzhong and Wu Xiufen went home for dinner, it was almost nine o'clock at night.

Yang Ming had already gone home at this time, and then Yang Ming's mother saw that Wang Xiangzhong and Wu Xiufen were back, so she hurriedly heated the dish again, and then brought it to Wang Xiangzhong and his family.

Looking at the fried crickets that were served, Wang Xiangzhong was also a little excited.

"I can still have this delicious food today, oh, this little wine will be drunk happily tonight."

Yang Mingniang waited for Wang Xiangzhong and his family to finish eating, and then hurried back home, at this time it was already half past nine.

Wu Xiufen sent Yang Ming's mother away, and after returning home, she said to Wang Xiangzhong apologetically: "In charge, my sister-in-law doesn't go home so late every night, I think I should stop raising my sister-in-law's salary." ”

Wang Xiangzhong nodded, and also felt that this matter was very necessary. (To be continued.) )