According to the rules, the new daughter-in-law must be responsible for the meals on the first day after entering the house. Firstly, she is filial and honorable, and secondly, she wants to show her husband's family her craftsmanship.
But the Zhou family is a strange family and a strange environment to Fang. Although she and her mother or sister-in-law came to the Zhou family several times after the engagement, she was a guest at that time. Basically, except for the main room, it was also at the door of the kitchen.
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Moreover, the eating habits and placement habits of the two families are definitely different.
So Fang was a little helpless when he was pulled in.
While thinking wildly, Zhou Lang got into the kitchen from nowhere and shouted: "Sister-in-law, what did you cook that makes it so fragrant?"
This kind of taste cannot be made by the second sister-in-law and the third sister-in-law, so Zhou Lang's goal is very clear.
Zhou Lang walked up to Fang and looked around. His eyes quickly settled on the small cauldron and asked, "What is this?"
Xiao Qian slapped his hand away and said, "Porridge for Man Bao. By the way, what do you want to eat for breakfast?"
Xiao Qian probably knew why he came here, and he didn't shy away from asking directly.
Zhou Lang opened his mouth to say pancakes. His sister-in-law's pancakes were excellent, and none sold in the county were as delicious as hers.
But when he saw his wife out of the corner of his eye, he swallowed back his words with all his strength, "Tomorrow, today is his new wife's cooking."
So after thinking about it, Zhou Lang chose the simplest one, "Just cook the porridge and heat up the leftover hot dishes at home and that's it."
Fang looked up at him gratefully.
Zhou Lang grinned at her, looked around, and asked: "Sister-in-law, was there any leftover rice yesterday? If so, just cook the leftover rice into porridge."
Mrs. Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud. Before she could speak, Mrs. Xiao Qian kicked Zhou Lang out.
It was a bad idea. Although most of the leftovers at home were eaten hot, Ms. Fang actually followed such a lazy approach. She didn’t know what other people in the family thought, but the impression left by Ms. Fang on her parents-in-law was
It won't be too good.
Xiao Qian took Xiao Fang's hand and said with a smile: "Don't listen to her. This kid wants to be beaten. How can a new daughter-in-law be given only leftovers on her first day? There are fresh vegetables at home, and there are leftovers from yesterday.
The raw tofu is still soaked in water, what do you want to do?"
Madam Fang, who was carried away by "love", finally regained her sense. She was recognized by Madam Qian not only because she acted generously, but also because she was capable of doing this.
As soon as her senses came back, she realized how stupid she had been. She blushed slightly and said quickly: "Then I will pick some good meat and vegetables to cook, then stew tofu, and then choose some leftovers to heat..."
Fang looked around and asked, "Where is the rice? Let me steam the rice first."
That's not possible. The wedding banquet has consumed enough. With my father-in-law's temperament, if he really eats white rice for breakfast today, he will be heartbroken to death.
When Xiao Qian saw her lavish spending, she knew it was the girl's habit in the family, so she quickly taught her in a soft voice.
There was some leftover rice at home yesterday. As Zhou Lang said, boiling it is the easiest way to make porridge.
But being too simple is problematic in itself.
Xiao Qian taught her how to add a layer of steamer to the cauldron, put the leftover rice into the steamer, cover it, and the rice would be hot in a short while.
Although it had been a night, once the steam steamed away, the lumps of rice slowly became soft and scattered. It looked good, and of course it was delicious to eat.
The remaining rice can be cooked into porridge. The weather is hot now, so it would be good to drink a bowl of porridge after the meal.
Anyway, this leftover rice will not be kept for a long time. If it is not cooked, it will really taste bad after noon.
In fact, there are many ways to make gruel, such as beating two eggs to make egg drop... Children like to eat it very much.
But after taking a look at his new wife, Xiao Qian thought it was better to forget it. Today was just a good day, as long as he didn't make any mistakes.
Zhou Xi brought vegetables back from the garden. Fang smiled gratefully at her and then blushed even more. She seemed to be the latest to get up in the family. She saw her sister-in-law in the yard just now.
With the help of her eldest sister-in-law and three sisters-in-law, Fang prepared her first meal after coming to Zhou's house.
Of course, it was a little slow, so Xiao Qian took advantage of her break in cooking to serve Manbao a large bowl of cooked porridge and let her eat it.
When Mrs. Qian saw it, she said, "Cook too much? Give some to the children."
Xiao Qian said: "There isn't much. I want to keep the remaining bowl. Manbao has a small belly and doesn't eat much for breakfast. I'm afraid I will have some more at noon."
Qian thought for a while and didn't dare to let Man Bao eat the mixed leftovers with them, so she nodded.
Man Bao first ate a bowl of green onion porridge with both fish and meat, but the fish meat had been deboned, and when it was stewed, it fell apart in the porridge.
The meat was also chopped into fine pieces. Although Manbao could taste the meat and the porridge was delicious, he still felt that it was not enough.
So after the fourth sister-in-law made breakfast, Manbao also sat on it holding his own bowl.
Qian glanced at her, and when everyone arrived, she asked Zhou Lang to lead Fang to identify the people one by one. Fang had been to the Zhou family several times, so all the Zhou family members had met them.
But the ones I am most familiar with are Datou and Manbao.
The former was because he had given her small gifts for several months on behalf of Zhou Lang, and the latter was an excuse for being assigned to follow Zhou Lang every time she dated.
For example, "Man Bao, take your sister Fang out for a walk."
Another example is, "Er Niu, take Man Bao out to play."
Mrs. Fang had seen everyone, and Mrs. Qian motioned for everyone to sit down and eat. There were not so many rules in the countryside, and the meals were all eaten together. Since there were many Zhou family members, they might be divided into two tables.
When Xiao Qian was serving rice, she glanced at Manbao's belly, and instead of serving her rice, she served her half a bowl of porridge.
Man Bao drooled over the leftovers on the table and stretched out her chopsticks to eat. Not only Qian, but also Xiao Qian slapped her hand, gave her a piece of fresh tofu and said, "Eat fresh."
Man Bao pouted, but had to obey.
Fang Shi glanced at her curiously, and when Zhou Lang saw it, he explained: "Man Bao is not in good health and has a weak stomach. I won't give her these overnight meals."
In fact, Zhou Lang thinks it's okay. Manbao is now white and fat, and her health is much better. She only coughs once or twice a year. If it weren't for the severe fever last year, he would have almost forgotten how annoying she was when she was a child.
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In short, he felt that Manbao's health should have recovered. Don't look at these as leftovers. They are also meat and contain oil and water. Eating them can make you gain weight easily. How good.
Mrs. Fang took these words to heart. No wonder her sister-in-law would make a porridge for her alone.
Man Bao took two days off because Zhou Lang was getting married. After breakfast, she ran out. When she reached the intersection, she remembered that Bai Shanbao had gone to school today and he might not have time to play with her.