After saying that, she began to cut mushrooms, spinach, dried beans and other ingredients, then scooped out flour and started kneading the dough. During the process of waking up the dough, she prepared a few more ingredients and set them aside for later use. After finishing this, she took the awakened dough and started kneading it.

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Aunt Zhang saw that Su Yue's flowing movements were no worse than hers, who had been cooking for decades. On the contrary, every move she made was indescribably beautiful. It didn't look like she was cooking, but it looked like she was dancing.

There is also the porridge cooked in the casserole, which is soft, glutinous and sticky. In the steaming mist, the snow-white rice is boiled and bloomed, and a light rice oil floats on it. It is not too fragrant.

Aunt Zhang took a deep breath without leaving any trace, wondering why she had cooked fish fillet porridge before, but it wasn't so fragrant. By now the porridge was ready, so she turned off the fire and walked to Su Yue to help.

"What do you want to do, little lady? Let me help you."

Su Yue stepped aside, "Aunt Zhang, just call me Yueyue. I'll make vegetable boxes and steamed buns to eat. I've mixed the fillings. This one is for vegetable boxes, and this one is for steamed buns."

Yes, Aunt Zhang, just help me pack it in."

Each round piece of dough behaved obediently under Su Yue's hands, and the rolling pin came out as soon as it was turned on the chopping board.

Aunt Zhang is also a veteran. She holds the round dough in the palm of her hand, scoops out two tablespoons of filling, pinches it casually with her hands a few times, and a plump white bun with wrinkled lace comes out. The movements are also very fast.

The two of them worked together flawlessly, and soon they were making two steamer-sized buns. Su Yue asked Aunt Zhang to steam the buns while she fried the vegetable boxes.

A bedroom on the second floor opened, and Xu Changrong stepped out wearing a straight military uniform with his head lowered and fixing his cuffs. As soon as he opened the door, a scent of aroma hit his nose, and the next second his stomach rumbled.

He sniffed and went downstairs towards the kitchen. He looked over and smiled. Sure enough, it was his old daughter who was cooking. No one except the old daughter could make the food with such a peculiar aroma.

Hearing the tapping of slippers, Su Yue turned around while frying the vegetable box and glanced: "Dad, you're up. The buns are not yet cooked. The vegetable boxes are fried, and there are fish fillets in the casserole.

Porridge, you can eat it first."

"Why"

The most anticipated moment of Xu Changrong's day is eating. He happily took the porcelain bowl handed over by Aunt Zhang, filled it with a bowl of porridge and left it to dry. He picked up a vegetable box and stood at the door of the kitchen and couldn't wait to eat.

The bottom of the hot vegetable box was browned and browned, and the fillings inside came out after one bite. They were shiny, crispy and fragrant. Xu Changrong smiled widely after eating: "Oh, it's delicious. The more you chew, the more delicious it becomes, old girl."

Ah, I will pack a few for dad later, and he will take them to work and save them for lunch."

"No, Dad, when I finish frying this pot, I will make lunch for you. The ingredients are all ready."

"The relationship is good, old girl, you still love me! Make more for dad, old girl, you don't know that old man Zhang robbed me of my meal yesterday." Xu Changrong complained.

Old man Zhang is Zhang Chengzhi. He came to Xu's house a few days ago, and Su Yue also officially met Wei Heng's former political commissar.

She thought to herself that these were really two old kids, fighting over each other for a meal, which was both funny and cute. When Xu Changrong said this, she nodded: "Then I'll prepare an extra portion, and you can give it to Uncle Zhang at noon.

share."

Xu Changrong bit the vegetable box and groaned: "This old boy is really cheap."

"Who's better? I heard you complaining so early in the morning."

Wu Muqing was standing at the door of the kitchen wearing a simple white shirt and khaki pants. Her black hair was meticulously combed behind her head, and she was holding Xiaobao's hand. This little guy slept with his grandparents again last night.

He had something to do two days ago and asked for leave. Today he is officially going to class in the courtyard. He is wearing a cream-yellow short-sleeved shirt with denim suspender shorts, calf-length white socks, and little duck-shaped slippers.

, the whole person looked soft.

Usually he is sleeping at this time, but he has to get up early for school today. At this moment, he is rubbing his eyes with his little hands and is still dazed. When he sees Su Yue, he drops Wu Muqing's hand and runs over to hug Su Yue's legs and get intimate.

Rubbing her little face and acting coquettishly.

Su Yue looked at the small pendant on her leg, used a free hand to rub his soft hair, looked up at Wu Muqing and smiled: "Mom, you look really good today."

Wu Muqing touched the hem of her shirt in embarrassment. Her face couldn't help but blush when her daughter praised her so much. She scolded, "What's so good about being so young?"

This dress was bought for her by her daughter. She washed it yesterday and couldn't wait to put it on today. She spent a long time looking in the mirror in the room before she could part with it.

"It's really good-looking. If you don't believe me, ask Dad, is it Dad? Doesn't Mom look good in this outfit?" Su Yue smiled at Xu Changrong, who was ladling porridge.

"It looks good, it looks so good. Otherwise, why would I have been looking in the mirror for a long time in the house." Xu Changrong hummed and glanced at his wife's clothes. He also had them, and his old daughter also bought them for him.

After having a delicious breakfast, Xiaobao went to work and went to school. He carried the small schoolbag his mother made for him and ran to the entrance early to put on his small shoes and wait.

The little guy was very excited on the first day of school. He grabbed the strap of his schoolbag with his little hands and stamped his little feet happily: "Mom, Dad, grandpa and grandma, are you okay? I'm going to be late for school!"

Su Yue picked up Xiaobao's cup and sunhat and glanced at her watch: "There's still more than half an hour, I won't be late."

Wu Muqing and Xu Changrong laughed. Because they had to send the little one to school, the old couple were not in a hurry to go to work. They would wait until the little one was sent to school before going to work.

After packing up my things, I set off to school. The primary school in the compound was not far from where I lived, but it was still more than ten minutes away. Along the way, there were many children as old as Xiang Xiaobao going to school, accompanied by their parents and some of them.

Go.

When I met someone, I would say hello under Wu Muqing's introduction. By the time I got to school, everyone in the courtyard had almost become familiar faces.

Principal Gan had been waiting at the school gate for a long time. When he saw the family coming, especially the jumping little baby, his eyes lit up.

He trotted over and stopped in front of a few people. After greeting him warmly, he bent down and showed a kind smile: "Xiaobao is here, have you had breakfast? Do you still remember me?"

"Remember, you are Grandpa Gan, Grandpa Gan. I am a big boy now that I am in school, so don't call me by my nickname." Xiaobao said seriously with his eyes wide open.

"Oh?" Principal Gan smiled even deeper, "Then what is our baby's name?"

"My name is Wei Jingchen. My mother named me. The tiger roars and the valley is full of wind. The dragon lifts and the clouds belong to the sky. This is the word in it. Chen means beautiful jade, which means treasure. In other words, I am my mother.
Chapter completed!