Chapter 75

Three people rest for a while, or Fang Huai is the first to sit still.

He first ran to the kitchen to have a look. Fang's mother and Fang Honghua were dealing with the fish they had brought back in the morning. They separated the fish head from the fish body. The fish head was put aside to make the fish head tofu soup in the evening. The big bones of the fish body were removed, and Fang Honghua was chopping it into minced meat.

She cut, while the other side of the mother said: "this kind of strength work to me, I am strong, other can not do, give you a hand is no problem."

Mother Fang nodded, but did not object. She turned to deal with the fish head.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Fang Huai standing at the door of the kitchen and immediately beckoned him over.

"Xiaohuai, go outside and buy a piece of tofu." Fang mother said, while taking money from her pocket: "I'll make you fish soup in the evening."

"Mom, where can I buy tofu?"

Fang Honghua heard the words, and then cut in: "at the entrance of the village, there is a bean curd mill. You can see a stone mill in the yard. If you can't find it, let Xiaobao take you. He bought more and cooked it."

Fang Huai answered, but without receiving Fang's mother's money, he turned and ran out.

"Inkstone!" Passing his brother, he picked up his younger brother, held him in his arms and went out: "go, take me to buy tofu."

Fang Fu: "buy tofu?"

"Mom said fish soup would be made in the evening."

Father Fang immediately widened his eyes: "your mother cooks?"

"Yes."

Father Fang shuddered for a moment, as if thinking of something terrible, and his face turned pale. He opened his mouth and finally said nothing.

The fangs have cooks hired from outside with high salaries. Even if the cooks are not there, they also have nannies. They usually don't have to do anything they want to eat, and Fang's mother's number of hands-on is even less pitiful. They have never eaten anything made by Fang's mother. They only occasionally hear her talk about what she learned from the chef.

Fang Ke was keenly aware of his father's strangeness.

He was about to walk out of the yard, but he still turned back. His eyes were sharp behind the lens, which immediately made his father feel guilty.

"Xiaoke?"

"Dad, are you hiding something from us?" Fang Ke asked.

Fang's father moved away from his eyes with a guilty heart: "how could Do I miss people like lake

Fang Ke didn't answer directly, but his eyes gave him a positive answer.

Unable to resist his son's urgent man to man gaze, Fang's father looked left and right, and saw that the other two sons had gone far out of the yard, and no one else was in the yard, so he approached the eldest son and said in a low voice, "no matter what your mother has made during dinner, you must not eat it."

Fang Ke: "why?"

"Why else?" Fang Fu sighed heavily: "it's terrible."

Fang Ke:

"But why don't you stop her?" Fang Ke looked at the kitchen suspiciously: "she is in the kitchen now. It's time to call her out."

"How can you do this?" Fang's father was rational and vigorous again: "your mother likes cooking so much, do you have the heart to let her give up her hobby? You see how happy she is doing. It's just a little bad. If she doesn't eat, it's OK. "

“……” Fang Ke: "if she didn't eat her own food, would she be more upset?"

That's why.

Fang Fu sighed deeply.

He added, "did we bring stomach medicine when we came? You help me to find it in the trunk. Fauber has always been well prepared and should not forget it. "

Fang Ke should come down and go to the room. He thought about it and then folded it back. He warned, "you eat alone. Don't cheat inkstone and Xiaohuai."

"I know, I know." Fang's father thought: how could he not pit his own son?

As for his wife's dark cooking, he, as a husband, is naturally duty bound to take care of it all, so as not to make his wife sad.

At the thought of this, Fang's father felt a dull pain in his stomach.

On the other side, under the guidance of his younger brother, Fang Huai quickly bought a piece of tofu. As soon as he came into the kitchen with tofu, he saw that Fang's mother poured a large basin of flour into another basin, and the other basin was filled with freshly chopped minced fish.

Fang Huai blinked, feeling as if there was something wrong.

He quickly put down the tofu, quickly jumped into the room, and exclaimed in surprise, "Mom! What are you doing? "

"Ah?" Fang's mother looked back. Seeing him, she immediately said with a smile: "it's Xiaohuai. Mom is making fish balls for you."

"Fish balls?" Fang Huai took a look at the flour in a big basin, and he always felt that there was something wrong with it: "is fish balls made in this way?"

"Yes, my mother learned from the chef at home. That's what she did."

Fang Huai:

Fang Huai can't sit still. He always likes to run around, and everything can attract his attention. Once, when his family's cook was cooking, he also watched around. Although he had not done it himself, Fang Huai also felt that the fish balls made by his mother seemed to be very different from those made by the chef.But

Looking at Fang's self-confidence, he couldn't say any more questions.

He had to stand aside with bean curd, racking his brains to recall the practice of fish balls, watching mother Fang continue to work, flour and fish were rubbed together by her, and his heart felt like this tofu in his hand. If he accidentally falls to the ground, he will fall into pieces.

No, there must be something wrong!

Fang Huai put down the tofu and ran out with a headache.

He found out his mobile phone, saw that there was still a little electricity, which gave him a long sigh of relief. He immediately connected to the Internet, opened the browser, and searched for fish balls.

A few minutes later, Fang Huai threw the mobile phone and ran back to the kitchen screaming.

"Mom!!! Be merciful

His scream ran through the whole courtyard. Not only did Fang's mother hear it, but also the other three people who were basking in the sun in the yard heard it and saw Fang Huai rush into the kitchen like a gust of wind.

Seeing that he was in such a hurry, the three of them were in a panic. Thinking that something was wrong, they rushed after him and ran into the kitchen.

As soon as they went in, they saw Fang Huai groaning in front of a large basin, while Fang's mother stood beside her in a daze, her hands still stained with flour.

She looked at her husband at a loss: "how did you come?"

"I heard Xiao Huai's cry." Fang's father said, "Xiao Huai was so flustered that I thought the kitchen was on fire."

Although there was no fire, it was no less than a fire.

He looked at the bowl full of flour and almost no fish, and sighed deeply.

What the hell is it fish balls or fish meat flavored noodles?

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