"What nonsense, how old is my mother? I'm still waiting for you to get married, give birth to a granddaughter and grandson, and let me and your father be happy. ”

Princess Quang Binh's face turned red when she was teased by her daughter.

Yan Chuyi smiled happily in her arms: "What's the matter?" Mother, you are only forty-six years old, and you can still give birth. ”

Her mother is well maintained, and she has not yet gone through menopause, so theoretically, she can naturally get pregnant.

Of course, she was just joking, at such an age, having a child may have an irreversible impact on Princess Quang Binh's body.

Who knew that Princess Guangping replied quite seriously: "If your father and I really have another child, whether it is a man or a woman, isn't it all born to you, especially to your eldest brother?" ”

"It's not fair to you, it's not fair to your big brother. Again, it's not fair to that child. By the time he grows up, how old will your father and I be? Can't even see this child get married! At that time, you can only live in your brother's or sister's house, even if you treat her (him) well, you will inevitably feel under the fence. ”

"In short, I have always believed that having children at such an age is unfair to all my children and myself."

Although it is said that in this era, many women are still giving birth at the age of forty or fifty, and even sixty years old.

But she never agreed.

Raising a child does not mean that she can grow up safely and without lack of food or clothing, which will take a lot of energy.

"Mother, your mind is so open-minded." Yan Chuyi felt that it was rare that the ancient people could have such an idea.

What's more, her mother is still a princess, and she doesn't need to bring her own children when they are born, and as for raising them and not helping anything, they don't exist.

"Now, I'm looking forward to you getting married and having two children, and I'm down-to-earth."

Now Yan Chuyi is Princess Guangping's heart disease, if she doesn't watch her become her own son, she will never let go of her heart.

Even the son was left behind.

"Mother, I will be very happy, you don't have to worry."

Yan Chuyi said seriously.

At noon, dumplings are eaten.

This year, Yan Chuyi said, let's make dumplings together, don't wait for the next person to make them, and everyone agreed.

At the beginning, we discussed it, and we made shrimp stuffing, cabbage and leek meat filling, and meatballs.

After discussing it, we started to do it.

Yan Chuyi, as the only person who could cook, began to command.

"Mother, you and Lingxiao will pick leeks together."

"Dad, big brother, you two will cut the meat."

As for her, of course, it's the noodles and the shrimp and cabbage.

Facing a bundle of green leeks, Princess Guangping and Lingxiao looked at each other: "How can you pick this leek?" ”

Yan Chu squatted down and gave them a demonstration first: "Don't throw away this good leaf, it's a waste." Just pick the rotten stale leaves. ”

"Oh, it's still very simple." Lingxiao read it once and thought it was very simple.

The two of them cut the meat well......

Yan Chu was all happy: "Dad, big brother, you have to cut the meat into pieces first, then cut the meat pieces into strips, and finally cut the strips into small dots, and then chop the meat." When you come up, you will chop up the meat, what can you do? ”

"In the end, they are all chopped, is there any difference?" King Quang Binh felt that he had done nothing wrong.

Yan Chu said: "That's okay, you can chop it slowly." Big brother, I'll give you an example first. ”

The meat is all fresh and not too easy to cut, but it's okay.

Yan Chuyi took a large piece of meat and began to slice it, her hand holding the kitchen knife was very steady, and the meat cut was also thin and consistent.

After cutting four or five pieces, they are stacked on top of each other.

"Dangdang!"

The time between the kitchen knives landing seemed to be the same, and Yan Jun felt that as soon as he saw a flower, the meat slices would become meat strips.

Put the meat strips upright, raise the knife and fall, and it will become a small ding.

"That's it, and then it's ready to chop. I'll prepare the green onions, ginger and garlic in a moment, and you'll have to cut them into the meat together. ”

Then she glanced at her father, who was wielding a large kitchen knife and slashing at the flesh. Every time the kitchen knife is cut into the cutting board, it makes a "dang" sound.

Those who listened were terrified.

The corners of Yan Chu's mouth twitched, feeling that he had made a wrong decision.

This group of people looks smart, but they may not be able to cook.

Forget it, it's come to this, what do you want to do with this?

Yan Chu hurriedly mixed the noodles, and after the reconciliation was completed, he covered it with proofing, and then began to peel the garlic and cut the green onion and ginger.

During this period, nature is constantly in condition.

But it's okay, it's good to be able to use it.

It's just that......

"Chu Chu, why don't you go and help your father?"

They all started to make dumplings, and King Guangping was still chopping meat there. Princess Guangping felt a little sorry for her man.

As soon as Yan Chu didn't speak, he heard King Guangping immediately refuse: "No need!" I can do it! ”

Isn't it just chopping meat?

Can it still be difficult to defeat his dignified King Guangping?

"Okay, then Dad, come on! I believe in you, you can do it. ”

After touting it, Yan Chuyi himself laughed.

I didn't expect her father to be so obsessed with chopping meat.

Putting down the dumplings that had just been wrapped with a smile, Yan Chu saw that next to his dumplings, there was a dumpling with fillings everywhere and white dough stained with filling......

"Who did this? If you wrap it in a pot like this, it must be a noodle soup. ”

No one spoke.

Yan Chu asked Lingxiao: "Lingxiao, you can't wrap it like this......"

"It's not me, it's Yan Jun's pack." Lingxiao happily confessed Yan Junyi.

The corners of Yan Jun's mouth twitched: "I've pinched it tightly enough, it shouldn't be exposed." ”

"Are you sure?"

“…… I'm not sure. ”

Yan Junyi felt that making dumplings was really not suitable for him to do.

And......

Sensing Lingxiao's disdainful eyes, Yan Jun felt that if he wrapped it up again, his tall and heroic image in Lingxiao's heart would be in jeopardy.

"I'm going to light the fire!"

Yan Junyi immediately stood up, he would still do the fire burning.

I am often away from home, and sometimes I can't find a place to stay, so I need to sleep in the wild for a night.

So lighting a fire, lighting a fire, this is a necessary skill.

"Let's go."

Yan Chuyi couldn't help but bombard.

This bag of dumplings is really miserable.

"Oh, mother, your dumpling skin is too big and too thin......"

"Lingxiao, Lingxiao, it's not like this!"

A meal of dumplings is turned on the back of a horse.

However, the family got along more harmoniously.