Yu Yuan climbed onto the stool at the dining table alone, twiddling his fingers in boredom and glancing at the goings on in the kitchen from time to time.
Yu Jian used her fingertips to test the temperature of the pot. Her hands were a little cold, so she found a glass bowl and scooped out a large spoonful.
The milky white almond milk is mixed with highland barley rice grains, like dots of green stars in the jade color. Yu Jian grabbed a handful of crushed peanuts and sprinkled them on the surface, and poured a small spoonful of homemade honey syrup.
When Father Yu came back from shopping for groceries, he saw a chubby boy holding a bowl with relish and shaking his head and legs.
He walked to him silently and said "Ouch": "What are you eating again?"
"My sister made cheese specially for me!" The little guy drank the rest of the bowl boldly and put the empty bowl in front of him to show him.
Humph! Don’t think that he doesn’t understand anything at such a young age. Dad must be asking just because he wants to take a bite. No way!
That was what my sister made specially for him!
He has a fair and tender face and a clear voice. If you ignore the mean expression, Dad Yu still thinks he is quite lovable.
He stroked Yu Yuan's round forehead and hinted with a smile: "Is it specially made for you?"
You have to say it nicely, maybe he can't control the strength of his hands?
When Yu Yuan heard the words, he pulled down the corner of his mouth, but he still said firmly: "Originally... my sister said it herself..." But her voice was much softer...
"I never said that..." Yu Jian walked out of the kitchen with two bowls in her hands. She saw Yu Yuan lowering his head and gave him a sideways glance, which seemed to add insult to injury.
Now, Yu Yuan was in the crosshairs. The little guy glanced at his sister in disbelief, then glanced at his father's face out of the corner of his eye, stepped up his calf, and ran away...
Dad Yu snorted: "It's really fast!" He turned to face his daughter, took the bowl from her hand, and told her seriously, "Don't spoil him, he is too lawless."
Yu Jian pursed her lips and smiled, and thoughtfully handed him another spoon: "He is my brother."
If I don’t pamper who will?
The white jade cold cheese has been chilled for a long time and has a slight coolness. Dad Yu's eyes turned to the glass bowl in his hand, and his eyes lit up.
The special aroma of almonds mixed with honey filled the tip of his nose. Dad Yu took a deep breath. The smell was so tempting.
The almond milk had completely turned into a milk cake. Dad Yu took a big mouthful and it was as smooth as velvet. After swallowing, his breath was filled with a faint sweet aroma.
He couldn't help but give a thumbs up and drank heavily.
"Jian, did you make this syrup yourself?" Dad Yu's tongue is very sensitive, and he could taste the difference of the syrup from the very beginning.
Yu Jian smiled lightly, walked into the kitchen and came out with a small white porcelain jar: "I made the malt syrup, and this jar was specially brought here for you."
Influenced by her previous life, Yu Jian likes to use ancient jars to store things, and also buys many different styles online. People say that the Tang Dynasty was extravagant, but in her opinion, it was not as good as one ten thousandth of modern times.
Dad Yu opened the lid in surprise, and there was a clear amber liquid inside.
He sighed again: "Jian, you really gave dad a big surprise!"
When Dad Yu was so happy, he simply stopped making dinner and went out to eat hot pot with the family.
The pot should be a bronze-colored copper pot, and the water for shabu-shabu must be pure water. When the water boils and bubbles pop out, put the fresh mutton cut into it.
The mutton is cut into thin slices. It only needs to be blanched in boiling water for more than ten seconds before it is cooked. It is then dipped in a specially prepared dipping sauce and filled with chopsticks.
The tenderness of the meat and the salty aroma of the sauce make it as satisfying as you want.
Yu Jian had never tasted anything like this before, and now she lost her usual reserve. She ate one bite after another until the tip of her nose started to sweat slightly.
She especially likes this sauce. It contains minced garlic, scallions, and several kinds of chopped chilies that Yu’s father personally prepared for her. It is also topped with sesame oil, vinegar and soy sauce. The more you eat it, the spicier it gets.
The more she gets the upper hand.
With just this small bowl of sauce, she ate two large plates of mutton by herself.
Child Yu Yuan sat next to her. He had never seen his sister eating like this before. After hesitating for a moment, he pushed his bowl full of hot mutton slices in front of Yu Jian.
"Sister, I'll give you mine too..."
The night in the capital city is far inferior to that of the fishing village. The night sky is gray and not a single star can be seen.
Yu Jian moved a chair and sat under the locust tree in front of the yard, raising her head and counting the flowers in the branches.
The Yu family has been in the capital for many years and has already saved enough for the down payment to buy a house. But Yu’s father misses the past and has lived in this small courtyard in an old alley for more than ten years.
When Yu Jian first stepped into the yard, she felt inexplicably very friendly. Every plant and tree here was like the yard in her previous life, even the locust tree in front of the door was the same.
"Jian...why don't you go back to the house and sleep?"
Dad Yu got up from his sleep to drink water, and vaguely saw someone sitting under the tree. When he got closer, he realized it was his daughter.
Yu Jian rubbed her still bloated belly and felt a little embarrassed: "I ate too much at night..."
Dad Yu smiled, but he couldn't laugh at him openly, so he simply took another chair to accompany her.
"Dad..." Yu Jian hesitated for a long time and brought up the things that had been bothering her recently, "You know our family..."
"What? You said it was a broken score?" Father Yu was so shocked that he stood up from his chair, his expression extremely serious.
"Well, the dishes are not consistent and there are a lot missing. They should have been reordered."
Yu Jian inadvertently dropped it on the ground while packing her things. When she picked it up, she discovered that the pages of the booklet were very different. She carefully read the description of each dish and determined that it should only be half a cent.
The Yu family started out with Fujian cuisine. The recipe records four main dishes and one soup. The method is ancient, which really opened Yu Jian's eyes.
"I remember grandma said that the house was confiscated during the war, and maybe the recipe changed at that time." Yu Jian recalled the relationship history that her grandma told her and made a guess.
Dad Yu also fell into memories. When his father gave him the recipe, he only said it was a family property. But then something unexpected happened, and he had no time to ask questions, and his father passed away in a hurry.
In addition, he is self-aware and has only been able to cook the first dish decently for so many years. The rest... his ability is really limited...
Dad Yu sat back on the chair again, looked at his daughter's white forehead in the moonlight, plucked off a few locust flower petals that fell in her hair, and sighed quietly: "Jian, do you blame Dad?"
Yu Jian was a little puzzled.
"I have left you in the fishing village for so many years, and now I want you to become the leader of Lao Yu's family. In fact, your grandma originally did not agree with me giving you the recipe..."
The mother's face full of grooves appeared in front of Yu's father's eyes. She slapped the table and said to him: "Yu Jianguo, you have been like this since you were a child! The Yu family is your responsibility! Not A Jian's! After so many years,
You, your wife, and I all owe Ah Jian!"
How could he not know what his mother said?
Ever since Ah Jian asked to stay in the fishing village to take care of his old mother, he had been mentally prepared that even if his daughter did not recognize him as her father in the future, he would still have to endure it.
"No." Yu Jian interrupted Dad Yu's thoughts and said in the most serious voice, "I have never blamed you."
So, please don't have any psychological burden. This is Yu Jian's choice and her choice.