Chapter 222: So fragrant and sweet (first update)
Luo Fengtang secretly took a deep breath, so fragrant and sweet, I really want to drink a bowl...
"Come on, Tangyazi , have a bowl of sweet potato rice soup to settle your stomach first!”
As soon as this idea came to my mind, a bowl of hot and fragrant sweet potato rice soup was delivered to me.
Following the arm holding the bowl, he saw the girl looking at her and smiling.
The dense heat made her smile look sweet and beautiful.
His heart beat several times uncontrollably.
As if bewitched by her smile, he reached out and took the bowl of rice soup.
The boy's eyes were staring straight at her face, and he couldn't bear to look away.
Seeing Luo Fengtang looking at herself like this, Yang Ruoqing's cheeks warmed slightly.
"This rice soup is so hot, blow it before you drink it, don't burn it!"
She hurriedly warned, turned sideways, grabbed the lid of the big pot, and covered the sweet potato rice inside again. .
Then I started peeling the garlic again.
She usually does this with ease, but now she is a little confused.
Over there, Luo Fengtang also came to his senses. He squatted back to the stove with the sweet potato rice soup in his hand.
"In the sweet potato rice soup, I put a spoonful of caramel for you."
Yang Ruoqing's voice came from the pot table again.
“Yeah!”
Luo Fengtang responded in a muffled voice, picked up the bowl and drank in small sips.
So sweet, so fragrant, so delicious!
Seeing Luo Fengtang drinking the rice soup, Yang Ruoqing asked again with a smile.
"How is it? Does it taste good?"
Luo Fengtang nodded vigorously, "It tastes good, even better than wine!"
"Pfft!"
< br>Yang Ruoqing couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.
"Silly boy, how can these two things be compared together? You don't even know how to praise me, really!"
She gave him a look.
The little daughter’s beauty is on full display.
Luo Fengtang made no sound, scratching his head and giggling.
Wine cannot make him drunk.
But this sweet potato rice soup made him feel light and airy, as if he were stepping on clouds.
Isn’t it just better than wine?
Over there, Yang Ruoqing took the time to say to him while cutting green onions, ginger and dried chilies: "If you like to drink, just drink another bowl, the earthen jar is full!"
< br>The essence of sweet potatoes and rice grains are all in this soup.
This guy traveled sixty miles yesterday. After he came back, he was busy making wheelchairs and molds. He probably didn't even sleep a wink all night.
Drinking a bowl of sweet potato rice soup can warm his stomach.
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's advice, Luo Fengtang shook his head.
“I’m full.”
“That’s fine, keep some belly, you’ll have to try the diving bunny I made later!”
“The diving bunny "What kind of jumping method?" Luo Fengtang asked curiously.
"It's done right away. You'll understand when you look at it later!" She smiled and ordered: "The small pot is ready to light a fire!"
"Yes!"
He leaned down and started to light the fire on the small stove outside...
On the pot table, oil was squeezed from the hot pot.
Yang Ruoqing poured almost the last bowl of rapeseed oil in the house into the pot.
Because the first step to making a diving bunny is to fry it.
After frying both sides until golden brown, pick them up and dry them.
Pour the oil in the pot back into the bowl for cooking next time.
“This rabbit is so fat. The clean meat must weigh three kilograms, right?”
Luo Fengtang asked while observing.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "It's three kilograms. I chopped half of it right now."
"Half one is enough to eat." Luo Fengtang said.
He leaned over and threw another handful of firewood into the small stove, then stood up and watched her cooking. The last time I came here at night, I just happened to catch up with Qing'er preparing dinner.
The kitchen room was dim and dark at that time, and the third aunt and the eldest daughter and daughter were both there.
He didn't look at her cooking carefully. Now, he could finally stand aside and watch quietly.
He was secretly happy, his eyes followed her every move and never moved away for a moment.
He watched her sharply pick up the spatula and stir-fry onions, ginger, garlic and dried chili peppers in the oil-retained pot.
When the aroma came out, she turned around and scooped out a ladle of water from the water tank and added it to the pot.
She wore an apron around her waist and her face was flushed.
When she stirred vigorously with the spatula, the bangs on her forehead started to dance.
Sleek and beautiful!
His mouth pursed into a straight line, and he was secretly happy.
It would be great if **** could watch Qing'er cooking like this, and **** help her stuff the firewood!
……
On the edge of the field in the backyard of Lao Yang's house.
Tan stepped on her small feet and almost fell down several times while walking on the rugged field ridge.
Even so, she still had to free up one hand to pull Yang Huamei behind her.
"You girl, why are you running around when you go to the toilet? That forest is not clean, don't go there again next time!"
Tan Shi dragged Yang Huamei towards the house. Lao Yang walked over to the backyard of his house, still muttering to himself.
Yang Huamei looked absent-minded, still holding the dog named Wangcai in her hand.
"I didn't want to go to the woods. Wangcai ran over there. I'll chase it..."
Yang Huamei muttered.
Just before he collided with Luo Fengtang, Wangcai suddenly ran away.
She planned to chase after him, but she happened to bump into Luo Fengtang.
The cruel brat in the back ran away without helping her up!
She had to get up by herself!
After getting up, she originally wanted to chase Luo Fengtang and ask him for an explanation.
She remembered that he seemed to have ran into the courtyard gate.
But at that moment, the cry of wealth came from the field ridge behind.
Wangcai was being chased by two local dogs in the village and ran to the woods.
She was anxious, so she left Luo Fengtang and turned around to rescue Wangcai.
The mother and daughter soon returned to the backyard of Lao Yang's house.
Yang Huamei's eyes were staring straight at the door of Yang Huazhong's house.
I wonder if Tang Yazi is still there?
She actually became a little nervous, and there was a layer of sweat on her palms.
Tan dragged Yang Huamei straight past the door of the third house, without squinting, and went straight to the front room.
A spicy smell wafted out from the kitchen.
"Sneeze!"
Yang Huamei was choked by the spicy smell and sneezed loudly.
Those elephant legs suddenly became unable to move forward.
"Mom, what kind of delicious food are Third Sister-in-law and the others cooking up? It's so delicious..." Yang Huamei asked with gleaming eyes.
Ms. Tan stopped and turned to glance at the ajar door of the stove over there.
She withdrew her gaze and glanced at her daughter, who was standing there, drooling towards the door of the third-bedroom kitchen.
"We are not greedy for other people's food. Meier will go with her mother's family and be obedient!"
Mrs. Tan lowered her voice to persuade Yang Huamei and stretched out her hand to pull her.
Yang Huamei forcefully shook off Tan's hand.
"Mom, you go home first. I will leave my third brother here to eat this noon."
Yang Huamei said, raising her feet and coming towards the kitchen.
The kitchen door is ajar.
Yang Huamei raised her hand and pushed. From behind, Tan couldn't stop her even if she wanted to.
"Sister-in-law, what are you cooking for?"
Yang Huamei asked loudly, and she had already pushed the door open and entered the kitchen.
(End of this chapter)