v2 Chapter 112： White meat

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For an entire afternoon, Jiang Feng regretted his momentary skin. The old man didn't get furious and didn't pump him. He spent the whole afternoon chatting with Grandma Jiang and Grandpa, but occasionally glancing at Jiang Feng made his scalp numb.

Qi Jiangfeng has been cooking under the Master for so many years, and it is too clear that if he really wants to punish you, you don't need to do it yourself.

Hanging sandbags, jogging, filling half a pot of sand with a spoon, cutting onions, cutting peppers, handling pigs into the water, whatever you want to do for a whole day, you can go astray and do n’t know who your first name is. .

Qiu Jiangfeng seemed very calm, but she was panicked.

Grandma Jiang and grandpa said goodbye when she was at night. The dinner of the Jiang family usually starts at seven or eight o'clock. Now it is just the time to go home and cook dumplings.

Grandpa pulled Jiang Feng and somehow remembered stew: "Xiao Fengna, I remember you didn't eat stew at noon. Come here and eat a bowl of stew before you leave. Your aunt deliberately cooked it for you. , Especially your little maple, you are too skinny, so thin and not flattering to girls, you have to eat at least two bowls. "

Everyone suddenly panicked. I thought that the stew was so uncovered, but I didn't want to come and remembered.

"I ca n’t eat it, grandpa, really, I ca n’t eat half a pot of braised pork at noon, I ’m going to be hungry in the middle of the night when I eat stew and go back to dinner!" Jiang Zaide started humping.

"Yeah yeah, my grandfather, I also ate half a pot of braised pork, and I can't eat it anymore." Jiang Shouxi followed Jiang Zaide's words and said.

"My grandfather, eating so much meat at night will make you fat." Jiang Yanqing and Jiang Yanlian spoke in unison.

"The two girls have grown up and know that love is beautiful." Grandpa smiled and said, "Tian Lin, you can just dress Xiaofeng and Xiao Ran."

"My grandfather, I ’ll just go back and have some dumplings at night. I have to practice. I ca n’t concentrate when I eat too much. Do n’t I still participate in the competition?" Jiang Feng pulled the tiger skin to make a banner.

"Yes, yeah, Xiaofeng has a game, so eat it small, Xiaofeng practice well, and then call the grandfather with a good ranking." Grandpa nodded.

"My grandfather, I ..." Jiang Ran found out that the reason had been said, but he couldn't find any reason at all. "I ... I lose weight. I don't eat dinner recently."

"What weight loss do you have for a good body." Grandpa suddenly lifted her face. "I said how you think you are thin. The young people are just foolish. You are not a little girl. What fat do you lose? No weight loss, you have to eat two bowls today. "

Immediately after the words came out, Tian Lin came out with two large bowls full of stew with not even soup.

The color of white meat, the feeling of white meat, and the more terrifying taste than white meat.

"Come and come, Xiao Feng Xiaoran eats stew." Tian Lin said with a smile.

"All for Xiao Ran, Xiao Feng has to practice at night, the game is important." Grandpa said.

Minjiang Ran dilemma for a while, cruel, gritted his teeth, took the stew, bit his mouth.

Several people in Jiang Feng couldn't bear to look straight. This year ’s grandfather ’s year-old pig is very fat. The bowl is full of fat. Tian Lin wo n’t remove blood from the pork. It ’s estimated that he will add some **** and cooking wine together. None have been pickled.

Two bowls of stewed meat were hot, and Jiang Feng was so close that he could even smell the slight meaty smell of pork.

This meat, pure fat, go down ...

I said no more, go to Jiang Ran first.

Min Jiang barely ate the first piece, his face was almost twisted.

怎么 "Why, then, aunt's stew isn't delicious this year?" Tian Lin picked up another bowl and tasted a piece, with a natural look, "It's no different than before."

Min Jiangran: "... No, just, the meat is a bit fat and tired."

"This year's pig is fat, more than four hundred pounds, and the fat stew is very fragrant. Maybe you are not used to it. It's okay. If you eat lean, don't eat fat." Tian Lin said.

Qi Jiangran's tears are coming out.

"Well, nephew, it's not too late, we have to go back first, otherwise the road won't go well, but you still can't eat?" Grandma Jiang said.

"Don't eat or not, it's not good to walk when it's dark, grandpa let's go!" Jiang Ran quickly put down his chopsticks.

"It ’s getting dark?" Grandpa went out and glanced out, and it was indeed getting dark, not willing to say: "Then you go first, I will take you to the village entrance, next time I have the opportunity to eat stew."

"Okay, my grandpa will come next time we have a chance!" Several people quickly said ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Among them, Jiang Ran's voice is the loudest.

"Okay, brother, you don't have to send it off in the evening, we can go by ourselves." Grandma Jiang said.

Waiting for the door, he quickly walked to the village entrance. Grandma Jiang said casually: "Xiao Ran, your uncle ’s stew today is a bit harder than before, but your face has become too fast. Thanks to your uncle The presbyopia cannot see clearly, otherwise he will be more sad. "

Minjiang Ran accepted the mistakes humbly, and seriously reflected on it. He decided not to be so fake next time, and thought about a good excuse not to eat stew in advance.

"Of course this does not work. It turned out that when the eyes were okay, we could boil a bowl of stew without changing color and heartbeat, but we could also boast delicious."

"I will go back and teach him." Jiang Jianye sighed.

Uh ...

It was already seven o'clock when Mr. and Mrs. Jiang's party arrived. Grandma Jiang went to the kitchen to cook dumplings.

Ffowever

的 American drama a few years ago.

哇 "Wow, Grandpa San, you still watch American TV, can you see the subtitles so small?" Jiang Yanqing asked.

"It's okay, I can't understand clearly," Jiang Weiming said.

Min Jiang was silly.

"Xiao Feng, go to the kitchen with me." The old man sank.

"Go to the kitchen as soon as you come back, younger brother, let Xiao Feng rest for a while." Jiang Weiming advised with a smile.

"This little rabbit signed up for the culinary master to fill in the name of Taifeng Building." Jiang Weiguo said angrily.

"Oh?" Jiang Weiming smiled and looked at Jiang Feng. "Then I'll go with you."

"Xiao Feng was really relaxed a lot in the past two days."

Min Jiangfeng had a chill, and he always felt that Jiang Weiming's smile was mixed with other emotions.

我 命 休矣.