A platter of pork liver and tongue, a platter of skin jelly and elbows, and another cold dish is pork ears mixed with cucumbers.

Four dishes can be served, Jiang Xiaochi drove Song Lao Er into the house, set up the table and filled all the wine.

Guo Zhiyou looked at the cold dishes a little hard: "This New Year's chew has been served?" ”

Jiang Lanying: "The girl said, you have to eat fresh, this wave of eating, wait for the twenty-eighth day to make a new one." ”

It's my own girl, afraid that Jiang Dawu and Guo Zhiyou will laugh at her, Huang Yufen and Zhang Pozi explained: "Do less, do it diligently." ”

Everyone knows that Jiang Xiaochi doesn't want to eat leftovers, and there is nothing bad except for trouble. In the words of Song Laoer, it is called health.

Jiang Dawu glanced at Song Er: "Second child, why didn't your father come over, you should invite you back when you go again." ”

Song Laoer: "My dad went to Old Man Sun's house to eat dumplings......" Song Laoer said, so he learned Song Laozhuan's original words.

Jiang Dawu knew that with Song Laozhuan's character, if he couldn't eat this dumpling, he wouldn't be in a good mood for a year.

"Then let's drink slowly, wait a while, you go to Old Man Sun's house to invite again, come and accompany me and your Uncle Guo to have another drink, and we can turn it over for him if we can get married."

Song Lao Er nodded, although he was a little reluctant to turn over the hurdle.

The countryside is to pay attention to this, you have to ask for everything, so that you can show your sincerity, especially on the face.

Especially when you are a junior like Song Laoer, even if it is not your fault, the value of the elders is there, you have to bow your head and bow your waist.

Song Lao didn't come, but Song Xiaosan still said that he wanted to come over.

Song Lao Er: "Xiaotang, you should call your third brother after you go, and say that it's time to eat, it's all hard dishes." ”

Jiang Xiaotang was a little reluctant: "Yes!" As long as his mouth is long, this pot of dumplings is not enough for him to stuff his teeth alone. ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "Where do you come from so many words, multiple people have more pairs of chopsticks." ”

Song Xiaosan is a junior, and being able to serve on the table is already a lift. Song Lao Er also poured two sips of wine for Mrs. Zhang and Huang Yufen, and several people began to drink first.

At this time, Wang Yuzhu brought a drawer of sticky bean bags to Mrs. Zhang, her face was ruddy and peach-washed, and she began to laugh when she entered the door.

A pair of eyes almost stuck to Song Lao'er, Jiang Xiaochi thought to himself, why don't you use yourself as dry food so much.

"Milk, just wrapped my mother and asked me to bring it to you, my mother said that milk is good."

Mrs. Zhang nodded, looking at her fat granddaughter-in-law covered in lover flesh.

Jiang Xiaochi didn't want to keep Wang Yuzhu to eat, and Mrs. Zhang was snatched by Jiang Xiaochi as soon as she wanted to open her mouth: "Yuzhu, take two plates of dumplings back and give them to the eldest lady to taste." Three fresh fillings, eat while hot, fresh. ”

"Huh?" Wang Yuzhu's expression was a little reluctant.

Jiang Lanying added: "There's meat in it!" ”

Draw a key point for Wang Yuzhu on the meat.

"Hey~hey!" Wang Yuzhu looked at Song Lao Er's expression a little unnatural, and glanced at the dishes on the table by the way. Well! See the meat!

Jiang Lanying spoke again: "Niece and daughter-in-law, I haven't worked for a while, my aunt will wash your clothes?" ”

Wang Yuzhu retreated and left: "Sweeping the dust today, the old nose at home is alive." Auntie, let's do the laundry another day. ”

Jiang Lanying did not forget to advise: "I want to go back and eat the dumplings while they are hot." A hearty laugh ensued.

Guo Zhiyou looked at the sticky bean buns: "The two are good, and they have started to send things." It's just that this sounds a little sour to everyone.

Jiang Xiaochi glanced at the sticky bean bun and smiled embarrassedly: "That's all." ”

I thought, cheap Wang Yuzhu Xiaotang is not there, Xiaotang wants to see that you are not pleasing to the eye, and the knife can play with your heart.

But in any case, it is a roasted sweet potato and a sticky bean bun, and everyone's impression of Tianhua has changed a lot.

Jiang Lanying works fast, and the water is boiled and the dumplings are stir-fried without delay. A small stir-fried meat, and then another eggplant with meat foam will be served on the table.

Jiang Lanying: "Drink slowly, the good food is still to come." ”

Jiang Dawu didn't forget to praise the fried pork after eating it: "Don't say it, since my Yingzimei is in charge, my appetite has followed Diao." ”

Jiang Lanying was busy in the kitchen again, the chicken stewed mushrooms were stewed in the pot in advance, Jiang Lanying tasted a little salty: "I missed." He added two more potatoes to the pot.

Jiang Xiaochi: "In the future, I will ask Uncle Niu to help me get some refined salt, and I will be able to use refined salt to make vegetables." ”

Jiang Lanying: "It's okay, what are you bothering about." I used to turn large grains of salt into salty brine first, but now people are waiting for dinner, and I am anxious. ”

Jiang Lanying faded away from impetuousness, and the appearance of circling around the pot table made people feel very good. Especially self-confidence, the appearance of low eyebrows and pleasing eyes on weekdays is different.

Jiang Xiaochi really couldn't imagine what would happen to Jiang Lanying in front of the stove for the rest of her life.

If you want to get married, I really don't mind Jiang Lanying at the moment, and I'm afraid that there are few people in the past. If there really is, it is nothing more than the current Jiang family's family background, and it is not a good way out for Jiang Lanying.

Seeing Jiang Lanying's busy figure, Jiang Xiaochi felt a dilemma in his heart, and sincerely Jiang Lanying should have her own life.

But this ......

After the fried hairtail fish came out, Jiang Lanying added some coriander foam on it. Flavors of the sea and spices hit the taste buds directly.

Jiang Xiaochi's eyes lit up, regarding Jiang Lanying's future, Jiang Xiaochi had his own small plans.

Stewed mushrooms with fish and chicken, Jiang Lanying was busy sweating, but the smile on her face never stopped.

Four cold and four hot, plus several large plates of dumplings, not to mention a small year, even in the past thirty years of the Chinese New Year's Eve has not been so rich.

Jiang Lanying introduced while serving the dish: "The hairtail fish was brought back by the second child in the morning, I looked fresh, and I will melt it when I come back." ”

Song Lao Er was low-key: "The unit sent it." ”

Jiang Dawu is very iron-clad and steely: "You kid will also go to dim sum in the future, and the work of the Eight Great Bureaus can't be easily said and thrown away." In the future, the girl in the family will be in charge, and you and Uncle Guo will cover you, and you don't need to worry. ”

Song Lao Er: "What Uncle Jiang said is that when the situation in Sweet Water Village is stable, I will go back." Over the years, I have also figured out that if you want to make a big name, you have to have a structure. ”

"Transparent!" A few people clinked glasses, and the squeak was a sip of wine.

After a little wine, Jiang Dawu began to talk about the ancients, the production team, or something earlier.

"Oops! Who would have thought that life is so good now? ”

Jiang Xiaochi listened to the freshness, and continued with a match.

"I have to thank our girl, who was stupid when she was a child, who wants to grow up and become more promising."

"This skin jelly is well done, play it here, your aunt can't make it translucent." Jiang Dawu said as he sandwiched a piece of skin jelly, rolled it in the garlic sauce, and then put it in his mouth: "It must be Yingzimei's craftsmanship!" ”

Jiang Xiaochi laughed, and Jiang Lanying explained: "This time, Brother Wu, you are wrong, this skin jelly is made by a girl." The girl has a strong hand, and she kneaded the fat in the flesh. ”

Jiang Xiaochi has rarely praised her cooking skills recently, and her eyes narrowed into a line: "I'll do it in two days, and I'll send some to Uncle Jiang and Uncle Guo." ”

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