Chapter 9513 Night Dinner
Because of the little pistachio Tuantuan's help, Yang Huazhong's anger level finally went down.
Sun and Yang Ruoqing also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, leaving Yang Huazhong to accompany the two children in the bedroom. When the two went to the kitchen to cook dinner, Sun was still patting her heart and talking to Yang Ruoqing. Say:
“You Dad is really angry now. In the past, how could he have been willing to say such things to you?"
Yang Ruoqing also nodded and said, "Yes, I have never seen you before when I was this old. Dad is so angry.”
Sun stopped, looked at Yang Ruoqing, and said, "I have been married to him for decades, and I have never seen him like this."
Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips in shame, "I don't blame my father for being angry. This kind of mistake is indeed stupid, and it is my responsibility, hey!"
Sun also showed guilt, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have screamed like that. "You couldn't bear to worry about me, so you ran out."
Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and rubbed Sun's hand, "Okay, mother, let's not rush to take responsibility."< br>
"As my father said just now, everything happened and everything is over. Fortunately, there was no danger and Yuanyuan finally came back intact."
"So we all have to learn from this incident, and similar mistakes will never happen again in the future!"
Sun nodded vigorously: "There must be no shortage of people in front of the child!"
Even if the sky is falling and the earth is falling outside, you can’t leave your child. From now on, you will realize this dead truth!
The mother-in-law came to the kitchen, and Mrs. Sun was going to beat rice to make porridge, but she saw Yang Ruoqing took a basin and scooped out two bowls of wheat flour.
“Qing’er, what are you trying to do?”
Yang Ruoqing said: "Roll out the noodles."
Sun was surprised: "When you were talking to your fourth aunt before, didn't you say that our family would eat millet porridge and boiled eggs at night?"
Yang Ruoqing He smiled and said, "I changed my mind. Let's eat noodles mixed with scallion oil at night. I think my dad has been busy all day, so he probably didn't eat either. Okay, noodles can keep you hungry."
Sun thought about it and said, "That's okay, what do I need to do?"
Yang Ruoqing looked around and said, "Mother, There are no green onions in the kitchen. You can go to the small vegetable garden in the backyard and pick some. My aunt planted a bunch of them.”
"Okay!" Mrs. Sun immediately left the kitchen.
When Sun returned to the kitchen with a handful of green onions, Yang Ruoqing had already kneaded the dough. ,
"The color of this side is a bit yellow. Are eggs added?" asked Sun.
There is a light in the kitchen, which makes it very bright, making it easy to work.
Yang Ruoqing put the noodles aside and covered them with a bamboo cover to let them wake up for a while.
"Yes, I added two eggs to it, let's make egg noodles."
She responded to Mr. Sun's question, stepped forward from Mr. Sun, and took the big handful of chives. Put it in a large basin specially used for washing vegetables, scoop out water from the water tank, squat down, carefully break it apart and wash it one by one.
Sun was not idle either. She took a piece of pork belly left at noon, about the size of a palm, washed it and minced it.
The two of them talked about each other.
Because Yuan Yuan was too frightened by the incident during the day, and there were too many topics related to it, the two women talked about the most at the moment were Tan and Yang Huamei.
"Your father came back earlier, and I was so busy telling him about Yuanyuan that I forgot to ask about your baby," said Sun.
Yang Ruoqing said: "It must be cured, otherwise it would be impossible to come back." "I don't know if your mother has fallen asleep right now, or if anyone has given her food at night." Sun murmured again.
Yang Ruoqing turned her head, glanced at Mrs. Sun, and said a little helplessly: "Mom, you have so many things to worry about every day!"
Ms. Sun smiled sheepishly, "Hey, what are you worrying about? It's of no use at all. In the end, I almost lost my little grandson..."
"Mom, let's not talk anymore. What's past is in the past. Let's just be good from now on."
Yang Ruoqing quickly interrupted Sun's words and then washed the scallions in her hands.
Ms. Sun stopped dwelling on that topic and continued chopping meat.
Soon, Yang Ruoqing washed the chives, drained the water, and then came to the pot.
Put two or three times more rapeseed oil in a small pot than usual for cooking, and heat it up.
Then cut the chives in your hand into two pieces in the middle and fry them in hot oil.
Just eating noodles always feels like there is a little bit of flavor missing. Yang Ruoqing still prefers noodles with flavor.
Fried noodles or noodles mixed with scallion oil will work.
Especially the scallion oil noodles, the essence lies in the scallion oil.
When the scallions were almost fried, Yang Ruoqing picked up the fried scallions that were curled and browned and put them on a plate for later use. The fragrant scallion oil in the pot was also filled into a large open-topped pot. Set aside in a bowl.
"Mom, you roll out the noodles, and I'll fry the minced meat for toppings!"
"Okay!"
Ms. Sun washed her hands, opened the bamboo cover, and woke up the inside. The dough, which was about the same size, was taken out and dropped on a large chopping board that had been sprinkled with a layer of dry wheat flour. First, the air inside was kneaded, and then Sun began to roll out the noodles.
Yang Ruoqing was not idle here either, taking the time to watch Sun rolling out the noodles and frying the toppings.
The spicy minced meat toppings and fried radish and egg toppings are also ready.
Two toppings to satisfy different tastes.
On the small stove next to it, there is a small, deep iron pot, and the water in it is already boiling.
Sun Shi hung up the rolled noodles and threw them into the boiling water. It took half a bowl of tea to fish them out. At this time, there were already five bowls neatly placed on the pot table. , three big and two small.
Sun put the pulled out noodles into five bowls respectively, and then used a large spoon to scoop out an appropriate amount of the soup that had cooked the noodles and pour it on top. The noodles were nourished by the soup, so that the noodles would not It will stick into lumps of dough.
"Qing'er, I'm almost done here." Sun said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded. She knew that these noodles were very light because only a little salt was put in the deep pot before, and no oil was added at all.
So Yang Ruoqing scooped a large spoonful of the spicy fried minced meat sauce into Yang Huazhong and Sun's bowls, and then each put a chopstick of fried golden chopped green onions into their bowls. inside, and finally, pour in soulmate scallion oil.
A faint splash of oil floats on top of the milky white noodle soup, the minced meat is stir-fried to an attractive color, and the hot scallion oil locks the aroma of all the ingredients together. It will make you feel happy when you insert your chopsticks into the noodle bowl. The scent bomb will burst out during stirring, and you will be addicted in an instant!
Being a slave to delicious food, but enjoying it!
"Qing'er, why don't you eat the meat sauce topping? Why are you a vegetarian?"
Mrs. Sun couldn't help but be surprised when she saw that Yang Ruoqing, who usually likes spicy food, actually put the dried radish, eggs and minced meat that children eat into her noodle bowl.
(End of this chapter)