At half past six in the evening, it was already dark.

The Xu family, who were preparing to eat the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, looked at the two pots of hot pot soup on the table and fell into silence.

Song Bangyue beckoned to everyone, "Sit down." ”

Xu Weishan glared at the gurgling hot pot, "Eat this for Chinese New Year's Eve?" ”

Xue Ci looked at the two aunts, "When did our Xu family become so unsophisticated?" ”

Hot pot, a food that is stirred in by several pairs of chopsticks, usually eaten by juniors, how can it appear on the dinner table on Chinese New Year's Eve?

The two aunts are a little at a loss, even if they have been married to the Xu family for twenty or thirty years, they are still a little afraid of their in-laws.

I couldn't help but complain about Song Bangyue in my heart, saying that I would help, but I hurt them so much!

I knew that they wouldn't be lazy and hid upstairs.

At this time, Xu Sifeng came out of the kitchen with two plates of duck intestines and said excitedly:

"What are you doing in a daze? Eat. ”

He has been hungry for his cousin's hot pot for a long time.

But no one moved.

At this time, Xu Ningyu explained: "Sister, this kind of hot pot is difficult to wait for the elegant hall, grandpa they don't eat it." If you want to eat, you also eat copper pots. ”

The traditional shabu-shabu in Beijing is the one that suits the appetite of the old couple.

Heh, it's really a woman who can't be on the stage, how could Xie Jiangcheng take a fancy to her?

Song Bangyue scratched her head, "If you don't eat it, forget it, there are dumplings in the refrigerator, just cook them yourself." ”

What do people who cook hate the most? - Ready-made people, of course, picking and choosing.

This dish is almost salty, that dish has been cooked for a long time, this dish is spicy, and that dish has not been boiled to the core.

Why don't you cook it yourself if you're so capable?

I'm used to your mouth.

If Tian Tian didn't want to eat hot pot, wouldn't she agree to cook?

Eating hot pot, there are more people and more dishes.

"Eat, eat, eat." By the way, he also shouted Xu Ningyu, "You are filial, why don't you go and cook some dumplings for your grandparents, what are you doing?" ”

She didn't even know how to turn on the gas stove and where to cook dumplings.

"I won't."

Song Bangyue sighed, "Then you still pick." ”

Where is the only person who is picky, and several elders have been connotated.

If it weren't for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the tantrum would affect next year's luck, Xue Ci would have a high and low attack.

But you still have to be weird.

"Hmph, when the family was not separated, I cooked a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner for more than a dozen people by myself. The food stamps are not enough, the steamed buns are mixed with sorghum rice, and you have been scolded by your grandmothers, you are good now, your life is good, and the rules of your ancestors have been forgotten. ”

These words refer directly to the two daughters-in-law.

My aunt was also angry in her heart, yes, it was bitter at that time, and the rules of the ancestors were still great.

But I don't look at what age it is, there is no shortage of money or material.

This old thing has been tortured by himself, and he has to toss them, and he is angry with himself.

Song Bangyue hugged Tian Tian to the dining chair and sat down, feeling very amazing, is this pocket so feudal?

Xu Sifeng was still wearing an apron, and when he saw this, he quickly smiled flatteringly, and coquettishly pulled Xue Ci into the seat.

"Grandma, don't be angry, let's be fashionable this year, I'll cook you some dumplings first."

Then he helped Xu Zhen to sit down, "I heard that my cousin's craftsmanship is good, and my grandfather will try it this year." ”

He was the only one in the family who jumped out like this, and Xue Ci had the steps down, so he sat down.

"Cook the dumplings first."

The Northern New Year, in the end, prefer this.

Xu Zhen was not good at getting angry with his two daughters-in-law, and after eating a few dumplings with his old wife, his face was slightly better.

"The taste is authentic."

Green onion pork and leek egg filling, without the messy seasoning on the Internet, dipped in a little vinegar, very and old appetite.

When I was older, I ate a few more than usual and got off the table.

A pot of clear soup and a pot of red soup.

Several young people, except for Xu Ningyu, all sat on the side of the red soup.

"Hurry up, where's the hairy belly? Bring it over and iron it. ”

After the two old ones were gone, the atmosphere was lively.

"Well, this is what it tastes like, just eat it slowly, let's eat it until next year!" Xu Sifeng scooped up several fish balls with a spoon.

"Do you want Xiao Tiantian?"

Tian Tian hesitated for a moment, then brought his small iron bowl, "One." ”

In fact, she can't eat spicy food, but Song Bangyue's red soup is not very spicy, and it's okay to eat one or two.

Chu Yan was also helping in the kitchen just now, and he also sent a picture to someone, I don't know how he wants to feel.

"Hey, I really envy you, you can eat delicious food every day." Xu Sifeng muttered beside him.

He was the youngest in the family, and when he was a child, he followed his brothers and sisters behind the buttocks, and people disliked him.

As for the peers, they are all elite education, and they don't have time to play.

When he is older, he likes to make friends, he is the same age as Chu Yan, and he is familiar with it after a few busy hours in the kitchen.

Chu Yan was proud in his heart, and snorted twice, "It's okay, your chef is not bad." ”

The young master of the Xu family, what can he lack?

But Xu Sifeng still envied him, "I'm not at ease with you, hey, I'll play games later." ”

"Not available."

Since he started as a trainee, he hasn't played a game for a long time.

And tonight he has other arrangements, to go to the hospital to accompany Xiaobai.

Xu Sifeng was a little depressed, "Okay, you go to public school, do you have a lot of homework?" ”

"It's all done."

Xu Sifeng is even more depressed, he looks better than him, he studies better than him, and his mother knows how to cook better than his mother.

Hey, suddenly his eyes lit up, "I'm with you." ”

It's better to hang out with him than to stay at home.

"Whatever you want."

At the same time, the Xie family.

Tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was only Xie Jiangcheng's mother and son and Xie Kuoyun and his wife, and there were only four people in total.

Xie Tao now treats himself and Xiaosan as a family and accompanies others for the New Year.

Xie Kuoyun was embarrassed to face his daughter-in-law's embarrassment, and he was relieved to see that she really didn't care.

When he arrived in the dining room, he was stunned by the pot of mandarin ducks.

"Eat this tonight?"

The chef looked at Xie Jiangcheng in embarrassment.

The old lady suddenly understood, "It's just our family, what are you paying attention to, let's eat it quickly." ”

The hot pot is still a familiar taste, Xie Jiangcheng was wearing dark home clothes, and first scooped up some floating dumplings for the two old ones.

Xie Kuoyun's eyes widened, "I want red soup!" ”

Xie Jiangcheng couldn't object to putting the dumplings in his bowl, "Eighty-year-old people, don't make trouble, I only measured my blood pressure of one hundred and seven in the morning." ”

"Then what's the point of eating hot pot without red soup?"

"If you don't eat it, I'll let the chef redo it."

Xie Kuoyun snorted coldly, blew the dumplings and stuffed them into his mouth, "Well, old Zhong, today's dumplings are good." ”

Lao Zhong is the chef.

He smiled, "This...... It was the young master who brought it back. ”

Tonight is definitely the most labor-saving Chinese New Year's Eve dinner since he started his career, so he cut some vegetables and took the ingredients to make a soup.

Xie Kuoyun was puzzled at first, and then suddenly realized, "That little widow ......"

"Ahem!" The old lady interrupted his stinky mouth and asked Xie Jiangcheng with a smile, "Bang Yue gave it to you, right?" Why don't you bring her? ”

Yuan Zhi also looked at him, with some expectation in his eyes.

No wonder he can raise this stinky boy out of fat, and his skills are really good.

Xie Jiangcheng was silent for a moment, and then held back a sentence, "I didn't turn back." ”