Chapter 70: Fried dumplings Xiao Xi Shi

The next day, the small western-style building

It snowed overnight last night, and the people and reporters blocking the entrance of the presidential palace also dispersed, Huo Jue and Fang Xiaoye returned to the small western-style building before dawn.

It's usually quiet, but it's even quieter when it snows. The surrounding playground and parking lot are all covered with thick snow, only there is a row of wheel prints on the middle path, and the small western-style building stands in the middle, which has a sense of independence.

The sun gradually rose, and when the sun shone down, every place covered with snow, such as rooftops, trees, and squares in the distance, seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light.

When the car came by, there were many Christmas trees along the way, and you could see them every few meters on average. The Christmas trees are also covered in snow, adding to the festive atmosphere.

In the kitchen, Fang Xiaoye was preparing breakfast, she was making her best fried dumplings, "I almost missed Christmas in the capital, I heard that Christmas in the capital is very lively, and Xiaoshi and I just caught up." ”

Huo Jue stood by and looked at her, "Yes, Christmas is the weekend again, it must be lively, take you around at night?" ”

"You?" Fang Xiaoye asked questioningly.

"Uh-huh."

"You're lying to me, are you kidding?"

Huo Jue sold Guanzi, "I'll see it in the evening...... Hurry up, I'm hungry. ”

Fang Xiaoye covered the pot, "It's that there are many processes in the front, and the back will be fast, just stuff it for five minutes." "The sound of the pot is delicious.

Huo Jue stood by the door and looked at her, as if he had watched his mother cook when he was a child.

When I was a child, when I came home from school, my mother was cooking in the kitchen, and he would lie down by the door and wait, and as soon as the dish was ready, my mother would clip a little bit for him to try the taste, and every time at that time, it was his happiest time.

Now every meal is cooked by a great chef, with all the color, flavor and flavor, but he misses the dishes made by his mother when he was a child, the taste is unique.

"Who did you learn this from? It's pretty professional. ”

Fang Xiaoye raised the corners of his eyebrows, and said proudly, "Do you still need to learn this, I said that I am self-taught without a teacher, do you believe it?" ”

Huo Jue flattened his mouth to express disbelief.

"My mother is relying on this craft to support me, but my mother does average, business is average, and then after the adjustment and trial of this chef, this taste has become a must, the whole new area knows my fried dumplings, my mother is fried dumplings Shih Tzu, I am fried dumplings Xiao Xi Shi."

Huo Jue couldn't laugh, "You just brag." ”

"It's not bragging, it's true, and when you taste it, you'll know if I'm lying or not."

"Since you're so famous, why don't you continue?"

Fang Xiaoye sighed, "Alas, it's hard to say, the city management doesn't let me set up stalls, my mother doesn't have the money to rent a shop, and it's not safe enough to get up early and be greedy for black, either when I encounter blackmail from the underworld, or when I encounter thieves stealing money, my mother won't do it." ”

Huo Jue put away his smile and asked solemnly, "How long has it been?" ”

"It's been a long time, from the time I can remember to my mother's divorce, after my mother divorced Zheng Pingdong, she began to work part-time and worked a lot, and then I changed my career to sell fish when I gave birth to a small stone, because I still have to look at the children."

Huo Jue was silent, just looked at her, and he slowly began to understand how the tenacity in her eyes came from.

Fang Xiaoye smiled and said lightly: "So, if you want to talk about academic qualifications, I can't compare to you, but when it comes to work experience, I'm not less than you." ”

"I can see it, and I will talk more about it when I have time in the future."

"Are you still interested?"

"Very interested." He wants to renovate the new district, not just to build houses and roads, but also to understand the culture of the new district, the thoughts and concepts of the people in the new district, and their expectations.

"But I can't finish it for three days and three nights."

"It's okay, we'll have more time in the future."

Fang Xiaoye was shy again, she was not used to hearing him say these words, she changed the topic and said, "The fried dumplings are ready." ”

As she spoke, she turned off the heat, lifted the lid of the pot, grabbed two handfuls of chopped green onions and sprinkled them in the pot, and the fragrance was lifted up at once.

They came too early and hadn't eaten yet, Huo Jue was already hungry at this time, and as soon as the fragrance came out, he was directly hungry. Seriously, he hadn't had such a desire for anything since his mom left.

At the moment, he is like a child, his eyes are staring directly at the fried dumplings, and he can't wait to take a bite.

Fang Xiaoye took out the fried dumplings one by one, the bottom of the fried dumplings was golden and crispy, with a layer of pots, and it was mouth-watering to look at.

"It's been a long time since I've done some hand raw, and a few of them are too burnt." Fang Xiaoye picked one up and deliberately handed it to his mouth, "A person with a habit of cleanliness like you shouldn't like to eat this kind of fried dumplings with black pieces, right?" ”

Huo Jue didn't speak, reached out and grabbed her hand without moving, opened his mouth, and directly bit the whole fried dumpling.

"Hey, hot!" Fang Xiaoye shouted with a smile, "I don't know who said it, when you eat, you have to be Sven, and you must pay attention to cultivation." ”

Huo Jue exhaled and chewed to eat, the base was crispy, the dough was firm, the meat filling was delicious and juicy, one bite down, the rich soup spurted out, and the hot mouth was reluctant to spit it out, and then accompanied by the fragrance of shallots, the more you eat, the more fragrant it became.

This taste is really a must, Huo Jue gave a thumbs up while eating, "Fried dumplings Xiao Shih, praise." ”

There was a movement of small stones on the stairs, and before the person came down, the voice came down first, "Mom, are you back?" Are you making fried dumplings? ”

Huo Jue poked his head out, "Son, come down quickly and have breakfast." ”

"Huo Huo," Xiao Shi was even happier when he saw his father, and he couldn't wait to fly down the stairs, "Hahaha, I'm so happy, Huo Huo, you're here too." ”

Huo Jue bent down and picked up his son who ran downstairs, "What did you call me just now?" ”

"Oh?!" Xiao Shi quickly covered his mouth, and then realized his gaffe.

Huo Jue showed a kind smile, "Tell Dad, what did you call me just now?" ”

Xiao Shi said tentatively, "Huo ...... Huo ......"

He was ready to admit punishment, but who knows, Huo Jue said: "You can't be so big or small outside, and I will spare you at home." ”

Xiao Shi exaggerated a big sigh of relief, and wiped a handful of sweat on his forehead, he patted his little chest and said, "Fortunately, my mother said that I would die when you heard me, and I thought I was dead." ”

Fang Xiaoye took the opportunity to come out with a plate, "Eat fried dumplings, who wants to eat fried dumplings?" Freshly baked fried dumplings, fragrant and crispy~~"

Xiao Shi's attention was immediately attracted by the fragrant food, and he pounced and chased, "I want, I want, wow, Mom, my saliva is going to flow." ”

Fang Xiaoye made a lot, even Alan had a share, in addition to fried dumplings and shrimp skin seaweed soup, the family ate breakfast together around the table, talking and laughing.

Huo Jue was in a trance, this picture was more like the scene of his life with his parents 20 years ago, if it weren't for that disaster, his mother would not have died, and his father would not have collapsed.