Chapter 877： Broken flower = wonton

The next day, the Tang family's breakfast was very rich. Xu Jinfeng got up early in the morning and got busy with her work, making shepherd's purse wontons.

Shepherd's purse is delicious, but it is very troublesome to make. There is no ready-made wonton skin, so it has to be rolled by hand, and the shepherd's purse has to be picked from the mountain. Xu Jinfeng estimated that he went up the mountain to dig for the shepherd's purse before dawn.

When Tang Xiaonan got up, the hot wontons were already cooked. Although Xu Jinfeng got up early, she was energetic, smiling, and her voice seemed to be smaller than before.

“Have wontons to eat!”

Tang Aijun's eyes lit up, and he rushed over to start eating, but Xu Jinfeng slapped him and reprimanded, "Your father hasn't eaten yet, neither big nor small!"

"My dad didn't eat until the end." Tang Aijun rubbed the back of his head, and his mother's beating became more and more painful.

Xu Jinfeng glared fiercely, Tang Aijun didn't dare to move, but complained in his heart, what kind of crazy his mother smoked today, and suddenly treated his father so well.

"Send these to your grandpa, hurry up."

Xu Jinfeng handed over a raw wonton with a dustpan. She wrapped a lot of it and put a lot of stuffing. Tang Aijun ran out with the dustpan, and Tang Laifu just entered the house. He had the same doubts as Tang Aijun at the very solemn breakfast.

What kind of madness is it to do such a grand occasion every year?

"Let's eat."

Xu Jinfeng held a large bowl of wontons on the table and greeted them lightly, but the bowl as big as a washbasin did not seem at all indifferent.

The fat wontons floated up and down in the soup. Xu Jinfeng put a lot of lard, and the oil was flowered in circles. It was also decorated with green chopped green onions, which were green and white.

Tang Laifu was suddenly a little flattered. It had been a long time since he had enjoyed such a grand breakfast in the morning. Even if Xu Jinfeng was in a good mood, he would wrap wontons, or fried rice cakes and fried green onion cakes, which were also eaten by children. He and Xu Jinfeng had the same breakfast for ten years. The sun and the ground are the rice.

Wouldn't it be to give a sweet date and then a stick, right?

Tang Laifu reflected, he has not made any mistakes recently? And Huang Fengxian is dead? There is basically no conflict between him and Xu Jinfeng, that is, the broken flower yesterday? ?

"I don't want to eat, let Xiaonan eat? I eat Paofan."

Tang Laifu felt that it was better not to eat, as it was not safe to eat.

"You can eat as much as you want? There's still in the pot."

Xu Jinfeng stared angrily? Tang Laifu shivered, and sat down honestly. The wontons were so fragrant, and his heart was trembling? Can't you agree with Jinfeng's thoughtsTang Aijun rushed back in a gust of wind? Before entering the door, he shouted that he wanted to eat wontons. Xu Jinfeng had already cooked it for him, and it was also a big bowl. Tang Aijun ate it heartlessly.

Tang Xiaonan was quite puzzled, Xu Jinfeng's temper in the morning was so abnormal? She was so leisurely and so easy to wrap wontons, but she was too lazy to make them before? It would be good to be able to cook gnocchi.

But seeing the flowers on the cabinet, Tang Xiaonan understood? In fact, her mother didn't know how happy she was, but she just didn't want to say it? Duplicity is the true portrayal of her mother.

"Dad? Look."

Tang Xiaonan leaned over? He whispered, and pointed to the cabinet. An uneasy Tang Laifu looked over. The broken flowers that his wife disliked last night were now in a glass bottle. He seemed to understand a little.

Broken flower = wonton.

That should be the case.

I didn't expect that such a broken flower would be quite effective, then he would go and pick a handful of wontons in the future.