v3 Chapter 529： So delicious and crying

The lion head came out.

Tian Lin looked at the lion head in the pot and was a little disappointed.

She has great expectations for this dish. When she cooks Jiang Feng, she looks at all the steps. Even chopping a piece of meat is so complicated. She uses so good fatty pork belly. It must be an amazing dish.

It's like eating food made by Jiang Weiguo many years ago.

Tian Lin hasn't eaten Jiang Weiguo's dishes for many years. To be precise, she hasn't eaten a few times. She doesn't even remember the taste, just remember that Jiang Weiguo's meat dishes are different from others.

It ’s different when you just put it on the table and you do n’t have it in your mouth. You ca n’t keep your eyes open when you smell it. The dish is sprinkled with phosphor as if it ’s glowing.

She thought that the lion head made by Jiang Feng this time must also be the same. As a result, it looked no different from ordinary meatballs, the color was very light, it smelled quite fragrant, but it was also very light.

Anyway, it won't be so unobtrusive as to make people look at it.

Then Tian Lin saw Jiang Feng pouring a spoonful of hot chicken soup on the lion's head.

Chicken soup is naturally post-processed, the surface oil is filtered off, and some other things are added. The soup color is lighter than before, but it is still a little yellow.

When the chicken soup was poured on, Tian Lin smelled the fragrance.

It's not just the smell of chicken soup, it's not just the smell of fatty meat, it seems that there are bamboo shoots, and something else, all in all, it is very fragrant.

The incense was so eye-catching.

Just as she ate Jiang Weiguo's dishes for the first time decades ago.

"Aunt, if you want to make it, you don't need to re-flavor the chicken broth as I did before, just skim the chicken broth, it's too oily to taste." Jiang Feng said.

Tian Lin silently remembered that the chicken soup to be lightly poured should not be poured too oily.

Pouring chicken soup!

After the dishes were all together, Jiang Feng and Tian Lin brought the dishes to the table.

The Zhao family has only one dining table, which is large enough, but it can't seat everyone, so the elders usually sit and eat at the table, and the younger people sit on the side and finish eating the dishes they want to eat. Paste the dishes again.

Zhao Mei also sat on the table with a big belly.

She is about to have a baby, she is pregnant with twins, and her belly is scary. It is not convenient to do many things. Her husband and Tian Lin will do the cooking for her. She only needs to use her finger to eat like an ancient emperor. Anything will do.

As soon as Zhao Mei entered the dining room, she smelled the scent of a lion's head. Even if she ate the noodles cooked by chicken soup almost every night, now she can't help drooling when she smells the smell of the chicken soup mixed with the meat.

This lion head is definitely not made by her mother!

She even suspected that only the shredded potatoes were cooked by her mother on this table. Her mother would not use this fat and fried pork belly but the pure pork belly, and her mother would definitely scrambled eggs with tomatoes. If you put soy sauce in the old soy sauce, you won't let go of it. Her mother's steamed eggs will not be so smooth and smooth. Her mother likes to put more eggs and steam the eggs out of the pudding.

Can't think about it anymore, Zhao Mei thought that tears would shed uncontrollably when she thought about it, and she became more sentimental after pregnancy.

"Meimei, do you want to eat a lion head? Mom will give you a bit more if you want." Tian Lin said enthusiastically.

Jiang Feng made a total of six lion heads, each of which had a fist the size of 1.5 adult men, a whole lion head into a bowl can not even fill the soup.

"Strong daughter-in-law, you can put Mei Meisheng in a bowl, this group of boys will eat quickly, or you will give Meomeduo Sheng a blink of an eye," Grandma Jiang said.

"The third grandmother doesn't need to serve a whole, I can't finish it." Zhao Mei said.

"There is only one lion head and there is nothing to eat. When I was pregnant with a few kids, I had to eat five or six meals a day, and I could eat three bowls of rice. At that time, there was only one in my stomach. Your stomach The two of you should eat more. They are about to be born soon. They are full of strength before they are full, or they will suffer when they are born. "Grandma Jiang said.

Tian Lin gave Zhao Mei a whole lion's head. The huge lion's head stuffed the bowl so much that Zhao Mei didn't know how to speak.

Spoon and eat with a spoon, afraid that the meat will fall out of the bowl, use chopsticks to bite and eat, but it is not very beautiful and it will not affect the image.

After thinking about it, Zhao Mei still poked with chopsticks to eat. Anyway, I'm like this. My legs are swollen like packed sausages, my face is rounded like a cooked kebab, my belly is as big as a lion's head in a bowl. What other image can be affected.

Zhao Mei poked the lion's head with chopsticks, took a big bite, and the soup stuck to her cheeks.

It is not fatty and tender, it is smooth, tender and fragrant. It is full of gravy, chicken soup and bamboo shoots.

It's fat.

But it was delicious, delicious, and fat that moved people to tears.

There is no strong sauce taste, no excessive sweetness and saltiness. Obviously, most of the fat meat is very light but the taste is very light. The gravy leaching from the meat meat can melt people's tongues.

"Mom." Zhao Mei said to Tian Lin in a crying voice. "The fat is delicious."

Pregnant women are always sentimental, and even a small matter is worth their tears, not to mention a big thing like a lion head.

Zhao Mei's gulping mouth held the lion's head, and his face was full of gravy and full of meat, just like sitting at a dining table and eating a big meal.

Tears and slap the lion's head, tears drip on the lion's head.

Tian Lin couldn't help but wipe her tears.

For a few minutes, Zhao Mei was swallowed by a bowl of lion heads.

"Mom, I want pork ribs!"

"tomato!"

"Clamp me two more ribs!"

"Add more pepper!"

Jiang Feng and others have looked silly.

Theoretically speaking, this is obviously a very warm scene. On the surface, the appetite is not good for many days, and the daughter with an appetite suddenly has a good appetite. She is happy at the table, and the mother cries while she is picking vegetables.

No matter how you look at it, it's a warm family drama.

It would be even warmer if Zhao Mei did not cry while eating.

Zhao Mei's husband was not idle and was responsible for wiping Zhao Mei's tears. How this scene looks strange.

Jiang Yanlian was so scared that she didn't dare to stretch her chopsticks. After a long time, she quietly stretched out the chopsticks and clamped a small lion head. After taking a sip, she whispered to Jiang Yanqing and said, "It's the taste of a lion head. Sister Meimei cry. "

Jiang Yilian, a freshman, was unable to understand the sentimentality of pregnant women and the mood of Zhao Meijiuhan.

The other female siblings who had children at the dining table were quite understandable. The uncle took the lead to break the silence and explained for Zhao Mei: "Mei Mei is the same as me, and it is easy to cry when pregnant."

"Yeah, yeah, I remember when I was pregnant with Xiaofeng, when I ate a piece of greens when I ate, I cried without chewing, scared Jiankang, he thought the salt hadn't melted." Wang Xiulian echoed Road.

"Me too. I once had sesame cakes when I was pregnant with Huai Xiaoran. In fact, the sesame cakes were a little bit harder, but I didn't know what was going on. I cried while eating and eating." Siyi nodded in agreement.

Everyone began to share what they ate when they were pregnant, and it seemed normal for Zhao Mei to cry.

All the male compatriots of the Jiang family listened with aggression, they could not remember crying because of these strange things when their wives were pregnant.

"German ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Do you think Sister Meimei is delicious or crying?" Jiang Yanlian whispered to Jiang Zaide.

"That's a question? It must be delicious and crying!" Jiang Zaide's face was full, and he looked at Enmei Zhao Mei who had begun to scratch the second lion head with some envy.

When can he be treated like this, he can get two of the six lion heads on the table.

Jiang Zaide sighed.

It seems that the matter of saving money must be hurry up, and the matter of finding a girlfriend must be put on the agenda, and then find another opportunity to ask side by side and ask where he is going to buy a house.

Even if you can't have two or six lion heads, you must strive to live a life where you can eat lion heads at every meal.

Jiang Zaide clenched his fists tightly.

Eat a lion head so big in his fist!

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