v3 Chapter 744： Grassy

No matter how old the children in the world are, no matter what age and place, hearing these three words is definitely the time to move the most quickly and the most positive attitude.

Jiang Fengxian Jiang Huiqin and Jiang Chengde stepped through the wall and entered the main hall, seeing how his 7-year-old grandfather had 7 hands and 14 hands, and put the dumplings in the chopsticks in just a few breaths. Lightning, ready to eat.

"Aunt, the dumplings are not here yet, wow..." The three little ones who hadn't seen the world exclaimed.

"Eat the food first, so as not to wait for the food to cool down, and then eat the dumplings." Jiang Huiqin said with a smile, and Jiang Chengde put the dishes on the table, and took a bottle of shochu from the cabinet not far away to Jiang Chengde poured a glass of wine before sitting down to eat.

Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Weiping were already hungry. When Zhang Huiqin finally sat down, he couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, so he couldn't hold the chopsticks with such a big hand. The two-color prawn clips fell one by one. When it fell on the table, it was clipped again, then again, and then again. A shrimp was clipped three or four times, but it was not caught in the bowl.

Jiang Huiqin couldn't stand it anymore. He helped the brothers to clip two shrimps into the bowl, and this anti-shrimp trick was the end.

"Don't help them with vegetables, and they don't know how to do it. You can't be anxious when you eat. What can you make the chopsticks so fast? Hold slowly, hold yourself." Jiang Chengde said.

"Our chopsticks do not have a special small one that is specially customized, and they are not suitable for Wei Guo and Wei Ping. Besides, I can't help them with a few dishes, and I don't take this opportunity to twice." Jiang Huiqin Said with a smile.

"Auntie, why can't you help us pick vegetables in the future?" Jiang Weiping put down the chopsticks and peeled the shrimp, asking while peeling.

He belongs to the Wenjing school. Jiang Weiguo eats more boldly and directly bites his mouth.

"Aunt, I will be married in a few days, and I will not live at home, and I will not eat with you when I eat. How can I help you with vegetables?" Jiang Huiqin said warmly.

"Will you go home for dinner then?" Jiang Weiguo asked.

Jiang Huiqin shook his head.

"Will the dumplings be packed together for the Dragon Boat Festival?"

Jiang Huiqin then shook his head.

Jiang Weiguo was a little anxious: "What about Chinese New Year, will you still make dumplings together?"

Jiang Huiqin touched her head with a smile, and continued to shake her head.

"May..."

"Well, younger brother, if aunt is married, it will be like the sister Hongmei next door. She wants to live at the home of his brother Mingyi. How could it be the same as now?" Jiang Weize, the oldest, explained.

Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Weiping can both hang their oil cans on their mouths, and their faces are full of unhappiness.

Jiang Huiqin smiled when they saw the expressions of both of them: "What's the matter? What's wrong with Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi in our family?"

"I don't like Mingyi's older brother anymore." Jiang Weiping said with a deep breath.

"Now I don't like your brother Mingyi. When you came to our house to bring those snacks to you, didn't you like it? My brother Mingyi was kind, and his mouth was sweeter than anyone else." Jiang Huiqin Deliberately teasing Jiang Weiping, blocking Jiang Weiping so that he could not speak, he could only eat shrimp angrily, and then eat two bites of cabbage from time to time.

"Okay, in fact, you should thank your brother Ming Yi, how close you live to our house, if you walk, you won't be there for half an hour. Sister Hongmei next door married to the northwest, but not out If it's an accident, I won't come back in my life. I will marry you. If your brother is free, I can still come back to see you every day. If you marry northwest like the sister Hongmei next door, you will never see your aunt in a lifetime. Now."

Jiang Huiqin's words made Jiang Weiping and Jiang Weiguo dizzy. They no longer asked questions to eat quietly, thinking about whether they should like Li Mingyi while eating.

There are only 5 dishes on the table, there are 9 people who eat the dishes, half of them are eaten half-size children. The five-course hula hula was almost eaten in less than 10 minutes. There was a little leftover of cabbage, braised shark fin and clear soup willow leaves and spinach.

"Huiqin, let's go dumplings, youngest, help your aunt to take dumplings to the kitchen." Seeing the table was almost finished, Jiang Chengde asked Jiang Huiqin to dumplings.

Now everyone has a mouth to speak. Jiang Wei'an and Jiang Weiyou took Jiang Weize and Jiang Weijin to ask them about their kitchen. Originally Jiang Weiming also said that he quickly got up and helped Jiang Huiqin serve dumplings after hearing his father's instructions.

After putting dumplings into the kitchen, Jiang Weiming picked up his job as a fireworker and started to fire.

"Aunt, will you really not come back to celebrate the New Year with us?" Jiang Weiming suddenly asked.

Jiang Huiqin was only a few years older than him. When Jiang Weiming was born, Jiang Huiqin was just a child who could not speak clearly. Instead of saying that she was Jiang Weiming's aunt, it was better to say that she was Jiang Weiming's sister.

"Of course I will come back. As long as I don’t marry too far, the married woman will have to go back to her mother’s house for the Chinese New Year. But after New Year’s Eve, I can’t eat with you. After Weiming dumpling stuffing is adjusted so well, our family’s task of making dumplings will be important. I’ll leave it to you.” Jiang Huiqin said with a smile, seeing that the water in the pot was boiling and throwing the dumplings into the pot one by one.

"My stuffing is not as good as that of the second brother." Jiang Weiming lowered his head.

"Who said? Although Wei Jin’s seasoning is stronger than yours, your sauerkraut is well marinated. The sauerkraut was marinated by her when your mother was still there. In the past few years, our sauerkraut has basically been marinated by you. Yes. I tell you secretly, I don’t think your father’s pickled vegetables are as delicious as your pickled vegetables.” Jiang Huiqin lowered his voice.

"Aunt, don't be kidding."

"It's alright, don't tease you." Jiang Huiqin waved his hand with a smile, "Your father's pickled sauerkraut is delicious, but he hasn't marinated for many years. I remember the last time you eat your father's pickled sauerkraut... ...Alas, I don’t remember the smell."

"Oh, are you still burning fire in Taifeng Building? Did your father let you do anything else?" Jiang Huiqin asked.

"Sometimes it will let me cut vegetables."

"Then you have to work hard, I think Wei An is almost at the age where he can burn the fire. If you don't hurry up and grab the vegetable cutting job with Wei Jin, I'm afraid that Wei An will go grab the fire with you. Is alive."

"I will work hard!" Jiang Weiming looked firm.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Was the Jiang family's internal competition so fierce? Even the fire must be robbed.

Aunt and nephew, you say me one sentence, the dumplings will soon be cooked. Jiang Huiqin found two pots, a large pot and a small pot. The dumplings filled with large pots were almost overflowing. They were carried by Jiang Weiming, and the small pots were held flat by her.

When the two returned to the main hall with dumplings, the remaining vegetable residue had been divided. Jiang Huiqin and Jiang Weiming had a little shark fin bird's nest residue and two cabbage leaves in their bowls, which were obviously reserved for them.

"Eat dumplings, hurry up. If we don't eat enough, let's wrap it up. There is a pot of sea cucumber and abalone stuffing in the kitchen." Jiang Huiqin smiled.

Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Weiping cooperated best, and raised chopsticks and inserted a dumpling.

Jiang Weiming did not put the dumplings first, but picked the cabbage leaves in the bowl first. Obviously, he had to finish eating the things in the bowl first.

"By Huiqin, I have listed your dowry list. Wait a minute to see if there is anything missing. I will find a way to make up for you." Jiang Chengde whispered while eating dumplings.

"Brother, this dowry should have been prepared by you. How can I prepare it myself." Jiang Huiqin lowered his voice, but he was clearly heard by Jiang Weiming sitting beside him.

"Those things were prepared when your sister-in-law was two years ago. I didn't know what to prepare. I added some gold and silver. You can see if there is anything missing. These..."

Jiang Chengde and Jiang Huiqin whispered about the dowry. Jiang Weiming seemed to be eating cabbage But he didn't even notice that the two small pieces of vegetable leaves in his mouth had already chewed for nearly one Minutes, it is estimated that they all chewed into scum.

It's getting foggy.

Jiang Feng knew he should leave.

"Auntie, if your dowry is not enough, I still have..." Jiang Feng can't see his face at all and can only hear Jiang Weiming's figure.

"Who said that my dowry is not enough, my dowry is very rich, and I don’t learn well at a young age. I actually overheard our speeches, eat your dumplings, and wait for you to help your aunt to make dumplings..."

Jiang Feng couldn't even hear Jiang Huiqin's voice.

He left the memory.

I don't know why, but I still feel a little sad.

But it was only a little sad. After leaving the memory, Jiang Feng opened the property panel for the first time and found that the name he wanted to see was finally lit up in the recipe bar.

Jiang Chengde (1/2)

【Jinyu Cabbage S Grade】

Producer: Jiang Chengde

Dish details: This is a stir-fried cabbage that is comparable to boiled cabbage in taste and taste. It was once an indispensable dish on the Jiangjia New Year's dinner table. It disappeared forever with the wedding of Jiang Huiqin. The dinner table made this dish Jiang Jiangming's last memory of his youthful reunion. If it is used at the same table with relatives, it will slightly enhance the taste and taste of the dishes. (The closer the relationship, the greater the number, the better the effect)

Number of times a day can be made (0/1)

Jiang Feng:! ! ! !

It turns out that Grandpa didn't brag.

Grandpa's fried cabbage is really fairy grass!