"Fang Si, Fang Si." Xiaoxi shouted loudly,

"Huh?" The young man frowned slightly and was a little puzzled,

"Fang Si, is the food cooked by Aunt Huo delicious, or is it delicious cooked by the second brother's mother?" Xiao Xi rolled the pair of big eyes,

"Oh?" Aunt Huo also came to be interested,

"The second brother's mother also runs a restaurant." Xiaoxi explained, adding at the end, "And it's also famous in the village." ”

Now Aunt Huo was really interested, walked out of the counter, moved a chair, sat next to Fang Si, and looked at Fang Si with her chin on her chin with interest,

"Okay, you Xiaoxi, you dig a pit for me."

"Hee-hee-hee." Xiao Xi smiled, like a little fox.

Uncle Yang interjected again, "I remember, you also said before that your Aunt Bai made it delicious!" You talk about it, and see what you like the aunt's cooking the most. ”

"It's all delicious, it's all delicious."

"Nope." Three voices sounded at the same time, Xiaoxi, Aunt Huo, and Uncle Yang.

The young man's mind moved, "Little Er, what do you say!" The last time I heard you comment on the food, I was still right. ”

Lin Zhi, who had just sent a spoonful of rice to his mouth, almost squirted out when he heard the young man's troubles.

"When am I going to comment on the meal?"

"Just last time, in Neina, on Uncle Wang's wonton stand, it was still raining lightly in the sky that day." The young man said that the head was the Tao, as if there was such a thing.

Flutter~ Li Mo laughed, and then found that several people focused their eyes on him, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and explained softly, "In the rain, wontons"

"Ahh Right. Fang Si seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, "That is, you don't know what it's like to drink wontons outside on a rainy day." Especially in the light rain and hazy weather, sitting in the light rain and drinking a bowl of hot wontons, that feeling, tsk tsk, and, also, listening to the sound of light rain drops,,"

"It's hot, and if you drink it in the rain, it will be cold." Sun Er didn't react to the young man's intentions and reminded in a low voice,

"Hahahaha" "Yes, Fang Si, why don't you just drink some rainwater." "You can also save a bowl of wonton soup." "Remember to ask Uncle Wang to give you a cheap bowl of soup."

The boy smiled embarrassedly, lowered his head and dug into a mouthful of rice, which was once again full.

"Ge Lao Tzu, little rabbit cub, just shouted back to Lao Tzu in the next game of chess, starving ghost reincarnated!" A swearing voice came in from outside the door.

Lu Zigui stood up suddenly, "I'll go to the toilet, the toilet." "Then he turned around and ran,

"Bunny, stand there!" The owner of the voice had already entered the door, an old man, wearing a yellow felt hat, a military coat, and a yellowed white vest inside, stepping on a pair of old cloth shoes, and holding a yellow pipe in his mouth. ”

"Toilet, toilet"

"The toilet is outside, what are you running in!"

"Uh," Lu Zigui turned around with a stiff smile on his face, "I, I made a mistake." ”

"Damn, I'm going to pull it, and I'm going to eat a ball."

"Small," Lu Zigui muttered in a low voice, the old man glared, and Lu Zigui immediately shut up.

"Grandpa Li."

The door is facing the counter, so even if he sits in the center of the hall, looking at it from the door, it is not very eye-catching, and when he heard the voice, the old man turned his head and noticed Xiao Xi and a few people,

"Huh! Yang girl. When did you come over, why didn't you say a word to Grandpa Li. The old man had a loving smile on his face, and there was still a little bit of majesty and domineering just now.

Xiaoxi stood up and walked in front of the old man, the old man gently rubbed Xiaoxi's head, his eyes were full of gentleness, "Thin." ”

"The surname Yang is not willing to give the child food. I'm hungry and thin. Uncle Yang had already stood up when the old man entered the door,

"How can that, just like this, you girl is still shouting about losing weight every day!"

The old man rubbed Xiaoxi's head and said softly, "Good ha!" We don't get fat, we don't lose weight! "It's like coaxing another child, but of course it's a child in the eyes of the old man.

The old man suddenly changed his tone again, "If the child doesn't eat, you won't eat!" What's the use of asking you adults? ”

He turned his head again and changed back to the tone he had just said, "Girl, what do you want to eat, grandpa will make it for you." ”

"Braised pork!"

"Good, good. Grandpa, I'll do it for you. ”

"What should you two do, what are you going to do, remember to pay for meat if you want to eat meat."

"Grandpa Li, I still want a stewed rice." Lu Zigui said cautiously,

"While going, if you don't have time, you can eat a braised pork or not."

"Eccentricity." It's just that Lu Zigui didn't say these two words, the old man has always only doted on Xiaoxi alone, and he has never had a good face for others, even if his father came, he had to bear it.

"As soon as I started playing chess, you little rabbit called Lao Tzu back." The old man extinguished the pipe, Aunt Huo came over, took off the apron, and put it around the old man, the old man waved his hand and refused, but Aunt Huo didn't say anything but continued to dress the old man.

"I won't call you back, can you see Xiaoxi!" Lu Zigui muttered quietly.

"You're still stubborn, and you can't eat." The old man gestured and raised his hand to hit the boy.

The boy shut his mouth in a daze.

"Jing will say some cruel words, as soon as he calls you, you don't come back yet, every time." Aunt Huo thought, but she didn't say it, every time Lu Zigui came, she would turn halfway to the place where the old man was playing chess to take a look first, and then she didn't know what method to use to call the old man back, and slowly there was a phenomenon, Lu Zigui was not necessarily there when the old man was in the restaurant, but when Lu Zigui was there, the old man must be there.

"Grandpa Li, is it good to do more, all of them over there are my classmates." Xiao Xi leaned into the old man's ear and whispered,

"Good, good"

Xiaoxi leaned into the old man's ear again, "After a while, I will ask for more money for my father and Lu Zigui, my father has private money, as for Lu Zigui, his family has money, Grandpa Li, don't save them for it." ”

The old man smiled and nodded, then turned his head and glared at Uncle Yang and Lu Zigui, Aunt Huo had already tied the apron to the old man and collected the old man's pipe.

"Everything you need is ready for you, right on the table."

The old man didn't speak, rubbed Xiaoxi's head again, glanced at the other two, and walked into the kitchen.

After the old man walked into the kitchen, the two people standing and the people on the table breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, Aunt Huo and Xiaoxi glanced at each other and smiled, one had long been used to it, and the other was favored to the point of having no fear.

"Xiaoxi, what did you and Grandpa Li just say?" Lu Zigui came to Xiao Xi's side.

"I won't tell you." Xiao Xi walked back to the table with an arrogant face, occupied Lu Zigui's seat and sat next to Xiao Er.

"I just asked Grandpa Li to make one more, and this time we can feast on it."

Everyone gave a thumbs up.

The most troublesome part of braised pork is also the most unique place for the old man to make this dish, probably for the marinade of meat, on the kitchen table, Aunt Huo has placed various small bottles to make sauces, each bottle has a label on it, the label is written with a big number, 1234 and the like, a total of seven seasoning numbers are also written to 7, and a large piece of paper is also pasted on the wall of the kitchen, which says what seasoning each number represents, the bottle is too small, and the old man has presbyopia, so Aunt Huo wrote a number on each bottle, And the writing on the paper on the wall is also written in a big way. Although the old man disliked Aunt Huo for a lot of things, the old man laughed at the paper on the wall alone in the kitchen that day.

The pork belly and Aunt Huo have already been cut, and the old man only needs to adjust the sauce and marinate it, and then he can fry it in the pot.

After adjusting the sauce, the old man was about to grab the meat and put it in the bowl to make it, and found a pair of disposable gloves next to the pork belly. After speaking, he put on the gloves, grabbed the meat and put it in the sauce, and began to knead, about five or six minutes, the old man stopped and sighed softly, "old", then turned his wrist, and began to knead again, the whole process was kneaded for nearly ten minutes, and then picked up a large pot lid from his side and covered it inside.

After doing all this, the old man did not go out, found a chair in the kitchen, out of nowhere and took out a cigarette, smoked, outside the kitchen, several people were talking and laughing, the old man sat on the chair, took a long puff of cigarette, and slowly spit it out, the old man's eyes became a little cloudy in the smoke, full of wrinkles and there was no expression on his face, he sat so blankly and didn't know whether he was looking ahead or recalling the past, the cigarette burned a little bit at his fingertips, and slowly burned out his life alone, The old man in the smoke muttered softly, "It's all wrongdoers" After speaking, the old man's eyes slowly returned to his senses, and when he raised his hand to take another puff, he found that the cigarette had burned out, and the old man lost the cigarette, "Damn, there is no serious thing." ”

After about an hour, the old man came out of the kitchen, "When it's done, the rabbits will take it themselves." ”

Lu Zigui ran in as soon as he slipped a cigarette, and there were three servings of braised pork on the table, Lu Zigui didn't pay attention to it, but first opened the pot on the side, and contentedly brought out a plate from it, covered with a big bowl, Uncle Yang followed into the house, brought two portions of braised pork, and Lu Zigui brought out a plate in one hand.

"Wow! It smells so good! ”

Uncle Yang put two portions of meat on the table,

"Let Jean, let Jean," Lu Zigui followed, put the two plates in his hand on the table, and sat on his own to the left of Xiao Xi, between Xiao Xi and Uncle Yang.

"You're welcome, everyone! Although let go of eating. This meal is my Uncle Yang's. Lu Zigui was quite generous and made a house for Uncle Yang.

"Huh! You little bunny. You're really going to be in trouble! ”

"Smack!" There was a loud bang, and I saw Fang Si slap the table and stand up suddenly, with a serious face.

"What's up, Fang Si."

"I declare that Grandpa Li's cooking is the best."