Chapter 8 Meat Washing
Until Wang Qiumin became seriously ill, his body collapsed all of a sudden, and as a result, no one in the family knew how to cook.
Yuan Haimiao just learned to cook, where can it be delicious, when he is in a hurry, he goes out to eat, and he is always hungry for a full meal.
So Yuan Miao just wants to learn these things by herself, so that her mother can taste the food she makes, and she will not have to rely on her mother for everything in the future, and she must be very happy.
Wang Qiumin asked her daughter, although her daughter's two eyes were looking at herself, but she didn't feel like she was looking at herself, how did she know that her daughter was recalling the "past", she was especially afraid that the strength that she was scared in the afternoon had not passed, so she hurriedly hugged Yuan Miao: "Miaomiao, what's wrong with you?" ”
Yuan Miao immediately came to her senses and replied with a smile: "Mom, then I'll accompany you!" ”
Wang Qiumin was a little afraid of her daughter's appearance just now, she felt that her daughter was better under her nose, so she took a small stool from the corner and put it at the kitchen door, and put her daughter on the stool: "Now, Miaomiao will sit here obediently!" ”
This time, Yuan Miao nodded obediently, looking very obedient, and Wang Qiumin turned around and worked in the stove.
Yuan Miao stared desperately at her mother's actions and didn't let go of it.
It turned out that she didn't know how important her mother was, and she took care of all of them every day, and when she just got sick, the family was almost scattered.
Later, my father drove the ducks to the shelves, and it took two years to mess up before he got on the right track, but the taste of that dish was really flattering, and he often made a mess in the kitchen, and everything was greasy and greasy.
This can't be blamed on him, a man who has been serving people for most of his life, clothes to reach out for food to open his mouth, can do this, Yuan Miao also feels that it is not easy for him.
Although she always told her father that she was looking for an hourly job or something, he told Yuan Miao that she wanted to find a stepwife, so the two diametrically opposed mentions made the originally close father and daughter fall out.
Therefore, now Yuan Miao has decided to follow her mother to learn all the dishes she can cook, and when she can really do things, she has to help her mother carry the housework, and she wants her mother to live a life of letting her serve.
Yuan Miao felt that her mother was really powerful, those dishes were so pounded in her hands, and it didn't take long for them to become a plate of dishes with all the color and flavor, and it made people have an appetite when they looked at it.
At this time, there is no water-injected pork or lean meat and the like, even if you eat meat, everyone can rest assured, and the oil for stir-frying vegetables is the vegetable oil beaten in the state-run grain store.
And Yuan Miao hadn't tasted her mother's handmade food for several years, so as soon as it was served, she couldn't wait to pick up the chili fried pork that she had always liked the most and prepare to send it to her mouth.
Who knew that everyone present looked at her in surprise, and she was a little embarrassed, and put the pieces of meat in the chopsticks into the bowl.
Or Wang Qiumin smiled and picked up the piece of meat from her bowl and put it in the winter melon soup, and then said to her: "Miaomiao, you have always been afraid of spicy, so every time you eat this chili fried meat, you will wash it in the soup, are you too hungry today?" ”
Ah, by the way, I still had this habit when I was a child, it's true, my mother didn't say it, she forgot about it in the back of her head, and this habit didn't change until I was in junior high school and ate at school.
At this time, Yuan Miao had to nod with a dry smile: "Hungry!" ”
However, when her eyes turned to Yuan Wei, this guy was not afraid of spicy, and he was like a god with chopsticks, and each chopstick would clip a piece of fat and thin meat, but he didn't eat it very neatly, and there were two grains of rice in a circle of oil around his mouth.
It may be that Yuan Miao's gaze is too hot, Yuan Wei rarely stopped his chopsticks and turned his head to look at Yuan Miao, who had been staring at him: "Miaomiao, you're not hungry, why don't you eat?" ”
Is this still her younger brother who hasn't talked much? I actually began to teach myself a lesson.
Yuan Miao had to shake her head: "Eat, I'll wait for my mother to wash my meat." ”
I just remembered that every time she ate chili vegetables, she would say that it was washing meat or vegetables, which Wang Qiumin and Yuan Haimiao often said when they joked about her.
Wang Wenzhi laughed: "I'm still afraid that Miaomiao will be scared, and I will forget about anything, but I still remember the matter of washing meat!" ”
Wang Qiumin glared at him: "There are uncles who say so about their nieces." ”
Wang Wenzhi pretended to be frightened and shrunk his neck, and then showed that ruffian smile: "Oh, I haven't been so fierce to my brother as an older sister!" ”
This time Yuan Haimiao laughed, although he was very arrogant, but he still knew that Wang Qiumin valued his two younger brothers, and he generally didn't say anything.
Wang Qiumin also laughed when he saw his younger brother talking about himself, and the matter was over.
I don't know if everyone is hungry, or if this meal is too delicious, in short, it didn't take long for this table to be dry and clean, Yuan Miao felt that this bowl didn't need to be washed.
After eating, Wang Wenzhi said that he wanted to go back, although the C city at this time was not big, but the two families were five or six stops away, so Wang Qiumin didn't keep him, but she sent Wang Wenzhi downstairs.
Yuan Miao looked at the mess of cups and bowls on the dinner table, so she stood up and wanted to help clean up, but Yuan Haimiao, who was sitting on the bamboo bed and had a good time with Yuan Wei, saw it, and hurriedly stopped it: "Miaomiao, don't move, wait for your mother to come back and get it, if you can't hold it steadily, it will be troublesome to beat the bowl again." ”
Yuan Haimiao's words startled Yuan Miao, and the hand she stretched out retracted, she is indeed a little smaller, don't help, she hates herself a little too young at this time and can't help her mother share some housework.
Yuan Wei beckoned to Yuan Miao: "Miaomiao, you also come over and play together, this is a game of our kindergarten Protestant." ”
Yuan Miaocai didn't play any new games taught in kindergarten with a four-year-old baby, which hurt her self-esteem too much, she shook her head, stood up and walked to the door of the room to go out to greet her mother.
Yuan Haimiao was afraid that her daughter would go out alone, so she shouted again: "Miaomiao, you can't go out, the lights in the corridor have broken in the past two days, how can you be good if you fall again?" Listen to Dad, don't go out! ”
Yuan Miao didn't want to cause trouble at home, so she turned her head to Yuan Haimiao and said, "Dad, then I won't go out, just stand by the door and wait for my mother, okay?" So saying, he took a small bench from the room, sat down in the doorway, and looked into the hallway.
Yuan Haimiao looked at her daughter so sensible, and said with a smile: "Miaomiao is really an obedient and good boy." ”
Not long after, Wang Qiumin came back, and saw Yuan Miao looking at the dark corridor by the door, but her originally gloomy face was smiling: "Why doesn't Miaomiao play with Wei Wei?" ”