Jiang Nuanzhi is going to have hot pot for lunch.
With so many people, cooking is time-consuming and labor-intensive, so it is not as convenient and trouble-free as hot pot. Besides, these people are traveling hard, so there is nothing more comfortable than a hot pot. I was just afraid that everyone might have gastrointestinal problems, so I used the mushroom soup base and chicken soup base that I had fried before.
There was no shortage of ingredients at home, so she cut four pots of pork and two large pots of mutton in one go. In fact, Jiang Nuanzhi loves beef, but beef is not common at this time. After all, scalpers are used for farming. It seems that people have different feelings towards scalpers, so they simply stop eating it.
There are also a lot of vegetarian dishes at home.
This autumn, she took her children to pick some mushrooms and dried many of them. Now they are hung in strings in the kitchen. I picked a bunch right away. After cleaning, I soaked them in warm water. I can throw them into the pot and cook them later.
I washed some sauerkraut, sliced it, and then cut it into thin strips. She didn't like it to be too sour, so she simply rolled it in hot water, washed it out and squeezed out the water for later use.
"Waiter, go call your brother later and go to the cellar next time to get some vegetables..." Jiang Nuanzhi said while lifting the full swill bucket. The swill bucket was very large, and Jiang Nuanzhi had no trouble carrying it. However, the handle of the bucket was too thin and was a bit cumbersome. Just as he was about to put it down, the next second he noticed a light touch on his hand.
Jiang Nuan was stunned when he saw a big hand taking the swill bucket.
"A Nuan, I'll come. Whatever dishes you want, I'll go to the cellar to get them later." Li Rong said, carrying the bucket and heading out.
"Hey, wait..."
Before Jiang Nuan finished speaking, Li Rong had already ran away with the bucket, as if he was afraid that Jiang Nuan wouldn't let him do it for a second.
Jiang Nuanzhi turned around in a funny way, just in time to see the waiter looking at Li Rong with a resentful expression and raising his eyebrows unconsciously.
The waiter curled his lips: "What's going on, dad? He didn't even pay attention to me!"
He said this, but his eyes were staring straight at the door Li Rong left, eager to see.
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but be amused, and rubbed his forehead: "Don't you pay attention to your father too?"
The waiter's eyes rolled, and he glanced furtively at Jiang Nuanzhi. He suddenly laughed and walked up to Jiang Nuanzhi and said, "Mom, aren't you and your father angry? My son is united with you. . You must let dad realize his mistake and never dare to mess with mom again!”
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at this boy and knew that he was trying to coax him, but he still couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
He touched his son's little head: "Why are you so good? Can you really ignore your father for the sake of your mother?"
The waiter rubbed his little hands: "We can't ignore dad all the time. When mother is no longer angry, the waiter can go talk to dad again."
Jiang Nuanzhi was funny: "It makes sense, but when did mother say she was angry?"
A hint of alertness flashed through the waiter's clear eyes: "Mom, don't lie to me, I already know it."
Then, he shook his head and said: "I saw that when Brother Zhuzi came back from hunting, his wife would run to pick him up from a distance. They would go home hand in hand. I also secretly saw that they both kissed. Are you mom and dad? A little bit. Not even close. Not even holding hands, let alone kissing! He must be angry!”
Jiang Nuanzhi: ".!"
She and Li Rong
kiss?
Is this true?
Let’s just say, who doesn’t want to have a sweet relationship, but this hasn’t gone that far!
"Ahem, you little kid, why are you looking at nothing? Look again next time, be careful not to get beaten."
But the waiter said with a serious look: "Mother, I am not a child anymore. Xiaohu is not even older than me, and he already has a wife!"
"Besides, mother, I saw Brother Zhuzhu and his wife tickling each other, but he didn't hit me either." Jiang Nuanyi choked.
In fact, Liu’s mother did tell Xiaohu about the child bride
"Wait a minute." Jiang Nuanzhi suddenly felt something was wrong: "Did you just say, tickle?"
"Yeah, it was broad daylight. The two of them took off their clothes and hugged each other to scratch each other. Sister-in-law Zhuzi must be itching here. Woo."
Before the waiter could finish speaking, Jiang Nuanzhi directly covered his mouth: "Silly boy, this is not something you want to talk about."
The waiter's big eyes were full of curiosity. Jiang Nuan choked and held it in for a while before he said: "You just remember, you are not allowed to take off your clothes to scratch the itch, and you are not allowed to take off their clothes for others." Tickle, if someone takes off your clothes, you must tell your mother immediately, do you know?”
The waiter's mouth was covered, but he nodded silently.
Jiang Nuan then reluctantly let go of the hand covering the child.
"Why, mother? Are they doing something bad?"
Facing his son's big eyes full of curiosity, Jiang Nuanzhi hesitated whether to take this physiological lesson.
However, the next second, Li Rong strode in and opened the door with a swill bucket in his hand.
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"What are you talking about?"
"Dad, mother said you are not allowed to take off your pussy."
"Nothing." Jiang Nuanzhi interrupted the waiter and asked: "Xiao Er, is the fire out?"
"Ouch!" Xiao Er clapped his hands and immediately stuck out his butt to look at his fire.
Jiang Nuanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt that it would be better not to have this class in front of Li Rong, and asked directly: "Why didn't you accompany the guests and come into the kitchen?"
Li Rong put down the cleaned bucket. He originally wanted to talk to Jiang Nuanzhi, but now that he was being stared at, he didn't know how to speak, especially with a brat like the waiter here. He immediately said: "Nuan, Chi Heng has Ping'er with you, it doesn't matter. I'll help you cook. What kind of food do you want? I'll get it right away."
After saying that, he hurriedly went to get the big basket. As if afraid of being rejected.
"Wait a minute." Jiang Nuanzhi grabbed him. What was going on with this man? He seemed to have a bad temper: "I haven't finished speaking yet, don't worry."
Li Rong instantly subconsciously looked at the delicate and white hand holding his arm, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously: "Well, you say it, and I listen."
Jiang Nuanzhi glanced at him and only smiled: "You are such a big man, and the cellar entrance is small, so it may be a bit laborious. Take the waiter with you."
After all, the waiter still missed his father. Now that he was done with it, his eyes were fixed on Li Rong. Looking at him like that, he seemed a bit afraid of Li Rong, hiding behind Jiang Nuanzhi and not daring to get close to Li Rong. It seems that his thoughts are all on his father, and he has probably forgotten all the topics he just talked about, right?
Jiang Nuanzhi simply left the waiter and handed it over to Li Rong: "The children miss you, and you are also close to them."
After hearing this, Li Rong lowered his head and looked at the waiter.
The waiter, the little boy who is usually the most lively, saw Li Rong looking over. He seemed to not know how to release his hands and feet. He stood stiffly on the spot and called out: "Daddy."
After that, there were no more words to say. (End of chapter)