Chapter 6420 Ordering
"Okay, the name Hongmei sounds nice, then I will call you Hongmei from now on." Yang Huamei said with a smile.
Dabai also stood nearby and smiled: "Mom, your name has the character plum in it, and my wife's name also has it. It seems that we are really destined to be a family!"
Yang Huamei smiled and nodded.
Hongmei also pursed her lips slightly.
The man in the family is just over seven years old and he really can't laugh.
“Let’s go and eat!” Aunt Dabai came over and interrupted Yang Huamei and Hongmei’s conversation.
“Yes, let’s go eat.”
The group arrived at the restaurant Dabai mentioned and found a private room to sit down.
There is no menu in the small restaurant. Customers have to go to the back kitchen and order their own dishes by looking at the list of ingredients on the chopping board.
"I'm going to order." As soon as he sat down, Dabai stood up again.
"I'll go with you."
"I'll have a look too."
Yang Huamei and Aunt Dabai stood up, and Dabai didn't refuse. The three of them went to the backyard stove together.
There was a dazzling array of ingredients in the backyard kitchen. Dabai ordered several hard dishes in one go, including chicken, duck, and fish.
Yang Huamei was secretly satisfied. Although she felt sorry for the money when the bill was settled later, having this meal on the table also gave her face in front of her eldest sister and brother-in-law.
Aunt Dabai was also secretly happy. After all, her nephew still cared about them as relatives, and there was no ambiguity in ordering.
After the dishes were ordered, the shopkeeper asked again: "Do the guests have any taboos?"
Yang Huamei and Aunt Dabai shook their heads crazily.
They farm wives are easy to feed, "Shopkeeper, we have no other requirements, just a little, salty and spicy enough to go with the meal..."
The shopkeeper was about to nod when Dabai suddenly said: "No, shopkeeper, you can't put Sichuan peppercorns in the chicken, put more star anise in the duck, the fish must be steamed, and there can't be a little bit of spicy, the shrimp must be minced with garlic, the head of the shrimp must be All lines Remove it."
"By the way, don't make the ribs spicy, make them sweet and sour. You can cook the other vegetables by yourself."
The shopkeeper told me to hurry up. Off to work.
Here, Yang Huamei and Aunt Dabai were dumbfounded.
Everyone likes to eat spicy food, especially chicken, duck, fish, and shrimp. How can you eat it with chopsticks if you don’t put ginger, garlic, star anise, and pepper in it?
"Dabai, what are you talking about? Don't you know how your aunt and I taste? The spicier the better! Hurry up and change it back." Yang Huamei patted Dabai on the shoulder and urged him away.
Dabai was unmoved.
Aunt Dabai also said at the side: "Where is the way to eat sugar in the dish? Can you still use chopsticks? And there is no need to cut off the shrimp heads. What a waste, just leave it on His mouth was full of chewing, and he didn’t know how energetic it was.”
Dabai was still unmoved.
Yang Huamei was a little annoyed, and she tightened her strength and pinched Dabai: "What are you doing? Why don't you change it quickly?"
Dabai waved Yang Huamei away and said impatiently: "This is my wife's taste. You should also learn to eat it. Every day, you are just like the farmers, salty, spicy, not greasy, right?"
Yang Huamei and Aunt Dabai looked at each other, and they both understood.
"My dear nephew, after all this trouble, you turned out to be for the dishes your wife ordered?" Auntie Dabai's words were full of jealousy.
Dabai may have heard it and ignored it, or maybe he didn’t hear it. Anyway, he didn’t care about the feelings of his mother and aunt in front of him. He waved his hand and said: "Master just died, and Master’s time has passed. After all the suffering, you finally took her out for a meal and you still have to follow her taste?" Yang Huamei still felt a little uncomfortable, but after hearing this, she still felt it was reasonable.
"It's hard for you. I've taken all this into consideration, but I was careless..." Yang Huamei said.
Looking at Aunt Dabai again, "Sister, we are our own family, forget it, next time we will eat what we like."
Aunt Dabai had a sullen face. squeak.
Yang Huamei reached out and gently tugged on her sleeve, "Sister..."
Aunt Dabai saw Yang Huamei's begging look and couldn't argue with the taste of the dish anymore. , with anger suppressed in his stomach, a smile appeared on his face: "You can eat whatever you want, I don't pick and choose, just go home as soon as you finish eating."
After saying these words, Aunt Dabai turned around and walked out of the kitchen and returned to the front.
Dabai was about to leave, but Yang Huamei grabbed her arm. She whispered in a low voice: "You, you, I only have your wife in my eyes and heart, at least think about your aunt, she is doing her best for you. ..."
Dabai originally didn't want to quarrel with Yang Huamei, but when he heard this, he rolled his eyes and asked: "My master's wife bought me clothes and shoes for four seasons, and the shop is rented at half price. Give it to me, my aunt is just talking about how good she is to me, but does she care if I am good to my wife?”
Yang Huamei was so angry that she hit Dabai again, “You have to be filial to your wife. I won’t stop you, but you have to take your aunt seriously.”
Dabai rubbed the painful area and muttered. Apparently, he didn’t understand half of Yang Huamei’s instructions. Didn't listen.
Yang Huamei also knew that it was useless to tell him this. This child was stubborn and had only recognized his own death since he was a child.
"You go to the front, and I will order two more dishes for your aunt and uncle to go with their meals."
Yang Huamei muttered, a table full of sour and sweet food, how can it be so satisfying? Have you taken off your chopsticks? It was nice to say that he invited his aunt and uncle to a restaurant, but they all went to his wife.
When Yang Huamei wanted to order more dishes, Dabai didn't stop her. On the contrary, she raised her hands in agreement, "Mom, you can pay the bill later after you order the dishes. Auntie, you have to tell them later when they ask. I did it."
Yang Huamei glared at Dabai, "You are quite smart."
Dabai chuckled, "I'm almost going to be the shopkeeper, why don't I be smarter!"
After Dabai left, Yang Huamei stood there and let out a long sigh.
The sunlight leaked in from the cracks above her head and fell on her feet. Yang Huamei was in a trance for a moment. She didn't know why she was standing here. What was the point of working so hard to do this?
"Guest, the ingredients are all here, what do you think is missing?" The boy next to him reminded him, and Yang Ruoqing just came back to her senses.
She turned sideways and raised her sleeves to wipe away the moisture from the corners of her eyes. She turned around again and smiled generously at the boy: "Two more spicy stir-fries, put more shredded pork in them... ”
The atmosphere during this meal was quite strange.
Why do you say that?
Because she usually likes to talk the most, Aunt Dabai, who is responsible for livening up the atmosphere, was uncharacteristically silent and did not say more than five sentences during the whole process.
Uncle Dabai drank with Wang Hongquan over the two plates of spicy dishes.
Hongmei sat elegantly, occasionally greeting Yang Huamei.
The busiest person at the table is Baymax.
Peel shrimps, pick fish bones, break off chicken legs, pull off chicken skin...
"Teacher, please eat more, I will peel the shrimp meat for you."
"Come on, Master, try this. It tastes good. You like the sweet and sour taste..."
(End of Chapter)