Ye Huanyu walked into the kitchen, and the sound of constantly switching channels came from the living room.

I originally thought that when I returned home today, I could have a good rest with my children, but who would have thought that I would be disturbed by Qi Yemo.

Opened the fridge to see what else was left to eat.

I saw that there were only a few cans of juice left in the refrigerator.

When I opened the freezer again, the top three were already empty, and when the fourth drawer was opened, there was finally something to eat - two bags of quick-frozen dumplings from a Taiwanese brand that are often advertised on TV.

That's all you need to eat at night.

Ye Huanyu took out the dumplings, originally wanted to make a soup dumpling or something, and whether there were other vegetables to match. It's good to have a fried dumpling, and it is healthy to pair it with juice.

She turned on the gas stove, took out a frying pan, and after dripping a few drops of oil in it, she neatly arranged the dumplings in the pan.

Then he took out a small bowl, took a small half bowl of water, and added some starch to it.

After the bottom of the dumplings has been fried and slightly yellowed, pour the small half bowl of water evenly into the pan.

The water boiled instantly, and at the same time, a small cloud ......of white smoke rose.

Continue watering until the water is more than half of the dumplings, then cover the pot, turn the heat down to low heat, and slowly cook the dumplings.

As time passed, through the transparent lid, I watched the water gradually decrease in the continuous boiling inside.

Until the water is close to drying, open the lid and hold the pot in one hand and slowly shake it at a constant speed until the water inside is completely drained, and the dumplings will be completely separated from the pot, and they will slowly shake with it.

At this time, she turned off the fire, took out a white plate with a pan about the same caliber, gently buckled it on the dumplings, and then held the pot in one hand and the plate in the other.

The white plate, golden fried dumplings are done.

She set the plate aside and was about to make the next pot when a small hand snuck up on it.

Ye Huanyu didn't need to look to know who would do this.

"It's not done yet, so I'll tell you to steal your mouth." As she spoke, she took the spatula and gently patted the little hand that reached over.

"Woo......" As the little hand shrank, I heard Yang Yang behind him hum like a coquettish: "Mom, when will I be able to eat, my belly has been screaming several times......

Ye Huanyu turned her head to look at Yang Yang and pouted, a small hand caressing the beaten hand.

Looking at him like this, Ye Huanyu couldn't help but smile: "You deserve it, how did I teach you before, you can't start eating until the meals are ready and your mother announces the meal." ”

Yang Yang looked at the plate of golden water in front of him that tempted his appetite, and couldn't stop drooling.

"Qi Siyang, can you have some interest." Chenchen, who was standing beside Yangyang, frowned and looked at him, an undisciplined old brother.

"Well, it's still Chenchen who is the most well-behaved. Yangyang, go and wait obediently with Chenchen to the dining room, the dumplings will be ready soon. Ye Huanyu said and began to prepare the second pot.

Originally, this pot was enough for Ye Huanyu, Chenchen, and Yangyang to eat in normal times.

But tonight is different, an 'uninvited guest' is at home, and he can't help but eat. Otherwise, he might come up with a word like 'domestic violence' or 'abuse' and put it on himself.

At that time, the moral high ground will be occupied by this guy, and he will only suffer a dumb loss.

Just when Ye Huanyu was making fried dumplings and thinking nonsense, another hand reached out to the plate.

Ye Huanyu was a little impatient: "Didn't I say it, tell you to wait for me to make the dumplings and eat them together." As she spoke, she hit the hand hard with the spatula this time.

"Slap ......" a crisp sound.

Surprisingly, I didn't hear Yangyang's wail, and the hand holding the plate was still under the spatula.