It wasn't until the dough, which was still a little wet and sticky at the beginning, was kneaded dry and hard that Wei Lan proceeded to the next step.

Rolling the dough consumes physical strength, and the temperature in the kitchen is getting higher and higher, a dense layer of sweat appears on Wei Lan's forehead, slowly sliding down the pinna.

Youlan has been standing at the table and watching, and when she saw her sweating, she quickly stretched out her little hand to help her wipe her sweat.

Wei Lan turned his head sideways, looked at the two little guys next to him with swarthy eyes like deer, and immediately laughed, "Now it's for others, and when I go back, I'll make it for you to eat." ”

You Lan nodded earnestly, recognizing Wei Lan's craftsmanship.

Ji Fengyao swallowed his saliva, approached the bowl of pickles that smelled sour, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

There was a warm feeling between the three of them, and an inappropriate voice came in next to them: "I said Lan Ya, what's the matter, your old Gu family is really not good?" Your brother can't afford to support you? Did you really eat a girl's meal? ”

The little deer's eyes that had just been bent suddenly rounded, and Youlan turned his head to look at Aunt Liu: "My brother doesn't have it!" ”

"Whoever cooks is the bread for whom?" Wei Lan's face also turned cold, and the kitchen knife in his hand that cut shredded noodles "clicked" on the cutting board.

Wei Lan looked at Aunt Liu with an unkind gaze: "Then I can keep it in my heart, when Aunt Chunxiang comes over in a while, I have to talk to her well, and the second aunt volunteered to pay out of her pocket to make up for the two bowls of rice she just ransacked." ”

"You...... I! Second Aunt Liu was choked, for fear that Wei Lan would really tell Huang Chunxiang about the two bowls of rice, so she quickly patted her mouth lightly, "Where do I mean that!" Isn't this waiting for dinner to be idle and chattering? ”

You can't say that for jokes, can you?

That's two bowls of rice, not to mention that their fine grains have been replaced with coarse grains, even if there is rice, it will be extinct and impossible to take out!

Don't say two bowls, one bowl! Not a single one!

Second Aunt Liu was anxious to get the matter back, but Wei Lan refused to listen.

People like Aunt Liu will take advantage, look at the time when she scooped rice just now, she was full of two large bowls without blinking her eyes, not because she didn't know how expensive her own things were.

Aunt Liu doesn't accumulate virtue in her mouth, which makes Wei Lan uncomfortable, Wei Lan is not a bun, she can pinch the round and flat ones.

Wei Lanpi smiled and said: "The second aunt has a good heart and high consciousness, and she will definitely be praised by the captain." ”

Before Aunt Liu wanted to say something, the water in the pot for scooping rice boiled, and the bulging steam and foam pushed the lid of the pot open.

Second Aunt Liu was overwhelmed, and she couldn't take care of Wei Lan, so she quickly turned around and fished out the rice in the pot.

After the rice was fished out, Aunt Liu slapped her thigh and said "sigh" several times.

It turned out that Aunt Liu just now only cared about the poor mouth and didn't pay attention to the heat, and the rice was overcooked, the rice grains bloomed, and then a handful of fire was added to cook for a while to make porridge.

At this time, it was no longer possible to make rice, so Aunt Liu could only pour the scooped up rice back into the pot and boil it directly into porridge.

In Aunt Liu's heart, rice fights hunger, and no matter how thick the porridge is, it is also a matter of urine, and she originally planned to use the idea of sincerity in the meal to envelop everyone.

Now that I have made such a pot of useless things, and I have used two large bowls of rice, and after a while, these things are brought out, and Aunt Liu can think of what Huang Chunxiang's dead mother-in-law's eyes are like eating people.

After such a total of before and after, Aunt Liu became angry for a while, and began to scold again.

Wei Lan didn't bother to take care of her, turned her head to look at Youlan and Ji Fengyao, "Ignore her, let's go out and play." ”

Youlan thought about helping Wei Lan work, and didn't go far, so she pulled Ji Fengyao to sit on the kitchen threshold and play.

Waiting for Aunt Liu to put the porridge and fried cabbage out with a dark face, You Lan pulled Ji Fengyao into the kitchen, sat at the mouth of the stove and listened to Wei Lan's instructions, sometimes on fire, sometimes on fire.

As soon as Aunt Liu left, she washed the pot twice and boiled it dry, dripped a few drops of oil into the pot, stretched out her hand to feel that the temperature was about the same, and poured the pickles prepared in advance into the pot and stir-fried.

When the water in the pickles is evaporated at high temperatures, the sour smell wafts out and becomes more and more intense.

Wei Lan thought it was okay, Ji Fengyao had stayed in the northwest before, and he had never eaten pickles at all, but now he smelled this sour taste, and his mouth secreted saliva without a breath.

Ji Fengyao wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, for fear that saliva would come out.

Wei Lan was distressed and amused when she saw his small movements.

The pickles in the pot were almost stir-fried, Wei Lan added two large scoops of cold water to it, covered the pot while the water was still boiling, she took out a stack of dishes and chopsticks from the cupboard to wash them and set them aside.

After the water boiled, Wei Lan brought the sea bowl, shook the noodles in the sea bowl in batches before putting them into the pot, and then dripped a few drops of soy sauce and a little salt.

Wei Lan buckled the lid of the pot and said to the right Lan of the stove: "Okay, then you can simmer on the fire." ”

Before the noodles were ready to come out of the pot, Wei Lan took a small bowl and filled a little soup, and after tasting the saltiness, he began to finish the noodles.

A bowl of a large spoonful of soup and a chopstick noodle, no more, no less, just divided into fourteen bowls.

Wei Lan asked Youlan to go out and call someone to come in and serve the bowl, and he took out the little soup left in the pot, and divided two small bowls into two small bowls for Youlan and Ji Fengyao.

Poured a scoop of water into the pot, this little water was completely insufficient to wash the pot, Wei Lan was about to take another scoop of water, just took a step back, the soles of his feet didn't know what to step on, and his back also hit a hard and iron-like thing.

Wei Lan was bluffed, the gourd scoop in his hand was not pinched, and the moment it fell, he was caught by a big hand.

Yan Yi stood behind Wei Lan, holding Wei Lan's wrist with one hand and a gourd scoop in the other, the two of them were in an intimate and funny posture.

"You ......" Wei Lan's eyebrows furrowed, and she was about to open her mouth to ask, but Yanyi suddenly let go of her.

Yan Yi said lightly: "Be careful."

Then, he stretched out his arm to bypass Wei Lan and walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles straight from the front of the stove.

Wei Lan was so frightened by Yanyi that her heart was "plopping", she couldn't go up or down, Yu Guang saw Ji Fengyao staring at herself, she reluctantly pulled out a smile, beckoned Ji Fengyao to come over, and gave him the soup.

It just so happened that Youlan also came back, and the two of them had a bowl each, and they pursed their lips and looked at each other with a smile after taking a sip.

The friendship of children is so simple, and the two little ones have only known each other for a few days? It's so intimate.

The corners of Wei Lan's mouth were slightly hooked, she brushed the pot clean, cleaned up the kitchen briefly, put on a sheepskin jacket and took the two little ones to the front yard.

More than a dozen people in the front yard had already eaten up everything Wei Lan and Aunt Liu had made, and they were waiting for Wei Lan to come over and express their opinions.

Second Aunt Liu's hands were anxiously clasped together, and when she looked up, she saw Wei Lan walking towards this side with a talking and laughing hand in one hand, and suddenly threw a roll of her eyes into the sky.

"Now that everyone is here, let's tell us what you think, and whoever does a good job will vote."

Gu Sande saw Wei Lan coming, coughed lightly with his fist to his lips, and then said with a straight face: "If your second aunt wins, Wei Zhiqing will give up the quota in the big canteen, if Wei Zhiqing wins, his second aunt, you can't listen to the wind and rain in the future." ”

In the last sentence, Gu Sande said it to Aunt Liu.

(End of chapter)