Political Commissar Ma hurriedly waved his hand, feeling that his little girl was too honest and obedient, why did Baohua say anything, she would listen to anything?

But what Baohua's girl said is really poignant, this is clearly accusing him of not taking care of his family, what kind of political commissar is he doing? Now it's just two little girls saying in private, if they go out......

Political Commissar Ma said heartily: "I know, I will cook for you tomorrow." ”

In an instant, the three women in the family all looked over, and when Political Commissar Ma met his wife's gaze, he didn't know why he was a little weak-hearted, and coughed lightly, "Xiuhong, when I come back from work tomorrow, I'll help you cook." ”

No matter what Zhu Hongxiu thought in her heart, she responded silently on her face.

Erhua looked at her mother and then at her sister, thoughtfully.

Could it be that what Baohua said was so useful? Is it possible to let my sister ask for more experience from Baohua in the future? Look, Dad knows how to cook for them.

If Political Commissar Ma knew what his daughter was thinking, he would definitely stop her and tell her not to have any experience with Baohua's tricky little girl.

He can see that Gu Mingcheng's girl has a really bad mouth.

Chapter 123

The next day, when Political Commissar Ma met Gu Mingcheng, he stopped talking.

Gu Mingcheng looked at him puzzled, "What do you have to say?" ”

"Lao Gu, your girl...... Quite eloquent. Commissar Ma said a little tactfully.

"What's wrong?" Gu Mingcheng was confused, his filter for his daughter was ten meters thick, and without waiting for Commissar Ma to answer, he said, "Baohua, this kid is more talkative, like a lark, isn't it cute?"

Political Commissar Ma looked at him indescribably, what kind of virtue is your daughter, don't you have any points yourself?

He couldn't help but say, "Yesterday, your daughter took my Sanhua to Feng Tuan's house to do her writing work, and by the way, she had dinner there, and your daughter and my Sanhua said ......."

After listening to what Political Commissar Ma said, Gu Mingcheng finally understood why he had been staring at him with such resentful eyes today.

But Gu Mingcheng didn't think Baohua had said anything wrong at all.

He said as a matter of course: "This is the case in my family, there is no distinction between men and women in housework, and it may be that I have seen too many treasures and think that all families in this world should be like this." ”

Gu Mingcheng knew that there were many men in the army who would act as old men when they returned home, and let the women of the family serve them.

He doesn't care what the other people do, but in their house, men also do housework, and they can't all be pushed to lesbians, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong with men doing some housework.

He didn't think there was anything, but Political Commissar Ma was very upset and complained to him: "It's all because of your daughter, so I can only promise my daughter-in-law and Sanhua that I will go back to cook for them today." ”

"That's good." Gu Mingcheng said with a smile, "It's really hard for us gay men to work hard outside, but we must also be considerate of the female comrades at home, they also have their own hard work." ”

Who says only men work hard? Isn't it hard for a woman to give birth to children, do housework, and serve the old and young in the family?

Political Commissar Ma didn't think so, how hard is it to do some housework?

This is not only his idea, but also the idea of many men in this era, who think that women do not have to do housework hard, even if they have a job, and when they come back from work, they have to do housework, serve men, take care of children, etc., and they feel that this is what they should do.

Haven't all women come this way for thousands of years?

Gu Mingcheng has worked with him for several years, and he can't see his disapproval.

He didn't argue with Political Commissar Ma about anything, but said: "Baohua is still young, and she has no scruples, so don't worry about her like her." ”

Political Commissar Ma didn't smile, "How dare I, your Jiabaohua's mouth is so clever, I can't talk about her, if she is the same age as me, I'm afraid that this political commissar should be made by her." ”

Gu Mingcheng laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "Old Ma, don't care, I'll talk about her when I go home." ”

As for whether Baohua will be "childlike" in the future, he can't guarantee it, and besides, his daughter is not wrong, Gu Mingcheng didn't pay attention to it at all.

Judging by his attitude, Political Commissar Ma knew that Lao Gu didn't care at all, and that he had complained in vain.

He sighed inwardly, what could he do? After all, you can't be too worried about a little girl, so you can only go back to cooking obediently.

He didn't want to share with Lao Gu because of this little thing.

In the evening, Political Commissar Ma walked home with somewhat heavy steps.

He had never cooked, and for as long as he could remember, it was the women of the family who cooked, the old lady who cooked before he got married, and the daughter-in-law who cooked after he got married. On days when there was no old lady and no daughter-in-law, he ate in the canteen, and one person was full, and the whole family was not hungry.

As for whether the rice is good or not, Commissar Ma actually doesn't pick and choose, as long as it can be eaten.

That's right, even if his daughter-in-law's cooking was a little unpalatable, he didn't really care too much.

When Commissar Ma returned home, he found that his daughter-in-law and two daughters had already returned home.

The two daughters were writing, and Zhu Hongxiu was picking vegetables in the yard to eat tonight.

Seeing him come back, Sanhua put down the pen in her hand, ran over with a slump, took his hand and said, "Dad, are you cooking tonight?" ”

Commissar Ma nodded with difficulty.

Since I agreed yesterday, I naturally have to do it, and men can't go back on their word. Of course, he was also worried that one day Baohua's girl would say that Uncle Ma was too lazy to be conscious, and he didn't know what people outside thought of him.

So no matter what, he still has to do something to stop Baohua's mouth.

Sanhua was very happy and said with anticipation: "Dad, the first time I eat your cooking, it must be delicious, because Uncle Feng's cooking is very delicious." ”

Hearing that there was still a control group, Political Commissar Ma became more and more heavy.

The first time he did it, it was not delicious, and in the heart of his youngest daughter, wouldn't he be as good as the head of the regiment?

Head Feng, a guy who can scare crying children and lesbians, is extremely terrible in the hearts of children, when did he become so powerful in the hearts of his little daughter?

Political Commissar Ma was rarely a little unconvinced.

Political Commissar Ma was cooking for the first time, and not to mention what Zhu Xiuhong thought, at least the two girls were very curious.

They put their homework aside and crept down at the kitchen door, peeking in.

In the kitchen, under the guidance of Zhu Hongxiu, Political Commissar Ma was kneading the three-fold noodles to make a nest head.

It didn't seem to be difficult to knead the dough, and Commissar Ma quickly got started, and when the dough was formed in his hands, he was quite complacent, and it seemed that cooking was indeed quite simple.

Next, knead the dough into the shape of a nest.

Since it was the first time he had done it, he didn't have high requirements, and he just had a shape, and anyway, he ended up eating it in his stomach.

After steaming in the pot on Wowotou, Political Commissar Ma asked with some enthusiasm: "Daughter-in-law, what are you going to do next?" ”

"Stir-fry." Zhu Hongying said, "Cook another vegetable soup." ”

After hearing this, Political Commissar Ma disposed of the freshly picked vegetables according to her request.

The first is to choose vegetables, remove the yellowed leaves and old roots, this is also very easy, and then take it to clean, and after washing, you can directly twist it into two pieces, no need to cut.

When he was about to stir-fry, Political Commissar Ma said confidently: "You go and sit with your daughter, just wait for me to fry it, and let me show you today." ”

Zhu Hongxiu glanced at him and went out silently.

After all, when a soldier has more or less been on a mission, he must always know some simple skills, otherwise it will be too wasteful.

Seeing that the pot was already hot, Political Commissar Ma directly poured down the greens.

After pouring the greens, he thought of something and hurried to find oil, and he remembered that the fried greens were meant to be oiled.

After finding the oil jar, I saw that there was not much oil in it, and I poured all the remaining oil in the jar without thinking.

When stir-frying the vegetables, Political Commissar Ma was in a bit of a hurry at first, mainly because he had to go to the fire so that the fire would not go out, but when the fire was too big, the vegetables would be mushy again.

In the end, the greens were still mushy, but it looked okay and should be able to eat.

Political Commissar Ma hurriedly scooped up the vegetables.

When he had fished up the greens, he thought that he had not yet put salt, so he poured the vegetables back into the pot and took out the salt jar to put the salt.

Just how much salt to put in it? Political Commissar Ma hesitated for a while.

There are four people in their family who are eating now, but Political Commissar Ma eats a lot of food, so he stir-fried a lot of vegetables in each meal, and seeing that there are a lot of vegetables in the pot, he directly put a few large spoons of salt under them, and when the salt and vegetables are mixed well, he scoops them up.

Political Commissar Ma tossed around in the kitchen for more than half an hour, and finally brought out the two dishes.

Dinner was a cage of wowotou, and a large pot of fried greens, and a pot of greens soup, without a bit of meat.

Political Commissar Ma said happily: "Come, come, come and try my craft." ”

It was the first time in his life that he had cooked a good self and felt that he might have a talent for cooking, and it seemed that it was not very difficult for him to actually cook a meal.

He will definitely not do worse than Captain Feng, after all, cooking is quite simple.

Sanhua's face was full of anticipation, she was young, and when she saw the dishes on the table, she didn't notice anything else, and Zhu Hongxiu and Erhua wisely remained silent.

They looked at the plate of fried greens, black and yellow, with white salt cubes on top......

It's supposed to be a salt cube, right?

Finding that the soup of the green vegetables looked still oily, Zhu Hongxiu felt distressed for a while.

How much oil and how much salt is put in this? Oil and salt are available for money and tickets.

They took a bite of the head of the nest first.

The taste of wowotou is similar to what you usually eat, after all, it is Zhu Hongying staring at the kneading noodles, as long as she doesn't put things in it, there will be no mistakes.

Commissar Ma ate a nest head, nodded secretly in his heart, and became more and more complacent.

It wasn't until he picked up a piece of chopsticks and put it in his mouth, and subconsciously chewed and swallowed it into his throat, that a burnt and bitter smell rushed to the heavenly spirit cover, causing him to sit there. There was no reaction for a while.

The mouth seems to have lost its sense of taste.

Sanhua also sandwiched a green vegetable, and spit it out as soon as she ate it in her mouth.

She wrinkled her face, "Dad, why are these greens so bitter and salty?" There is no Uncle Feng to make it delicious. She flattened her mouth, "Uncle Feng's cooking still has meat in it." ”

The child only knew that she had a good meal yesterday and that she had eaten meat.

But today, my father's cooking didn't have any meat, and it was super unpalatable.

Political Commissar Ma couldn't get over the face, drank a big sip of water to wash away the taste in his mouth, bluffed his face and said, "How can you eat meat every day?" Eating meat every day is corrupt, and we have to suffer hardships in order to become superior people. ”

Sanhua was a little aggrieved, "Is that so?" However, Baohua said that the great man said that what is bitter cannot be bitter to the common people. ”

Commissar Ma: "You listen to that girl's nonsense again!" ”

Sanhua flattened her mouth, "But it's really not good to eat hemp ......."

In the past, she didn't dare to talk to her father like this, her character was timid and cowardly, and she only dared to hide behind her two older sisters, even if it was her father, she didn't dare to say a few words to him.

Since she got to know Baohua, she has become more and more cheerful and daring to speak up under the influence of Baohua.