Mrs. Zhu was stunned and said: "You said there are four joys, which four joys?"
The three of them said in unison: "The first joy is that I can call mommy; the second joy is that I learn to eat by myself; the third joy is that I learn to walk; the fourth joy is that I met a little friend who was born on the same day and the same year."
"The child we were playing with in the backyard just now was born in the same year, month and day as my son? Come on..." Halfway through, he felt a little inappropriate. He paused and said to Zhou Ling: "Take my sticker."
When my wife comes over, I tell her that tomorrow I will invite her mother-in-law and two other sisters to come over and have a casual meal together."
After moving into Shiyue Tower, Mrs. Zhu originally did not intend to have much interaction with them, because the three of them were from brothels, and she was afraid of losing their identities and causing some gossip. It was said that her children were playing with her family.
Dehuan was born on the same day, same year, same month, and curiosity and lamentation about fate outweighed the fear of rumors, so I sent them a message.
The Sixi meatballs taste good, and each meatball carries a strong blessing, so it naturally tastes exceptionally sweet and delicious. Mrs. Zhu was full of praise for this meal.
After receiving Mrs. Zhu's post, the three ladies were very happy and consulted each other in the room about what clothes to wear. Those who were too plain were afraid of being looked down upon, and those who were too gorgeous were afraid that others would think they were insignificant. The Zhu family is the richest family in Xianju.
First, Mrs. Zhu was born in a family of poetry and calligraphy, which was appropriate at the time.
Rich families. And they all came from brothels. Even if they married, they were just like wives. Although Mrs. Yang was straightened up, the label on her body could not be erased and she was despised by mainstream society. The old lady in the family thought that her grandson's milk extraction would disturb her to sleep.
No, it's half the truth, and half it's this kind of disgust that's at work.
Second Mrs. Feng said with her seven-month-old belly: "Sisters, let's wear casual clothes at home. We are living in Shiyue Tower now, not as guests."
The two of them thought, no, you have a big belly and there is nothing suitable to wear. Of course, I hope we can dress casually. So they replied: "My sister is heavy, so you can wear whatever you want. We must not lose our etiquette."
Finally, Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Yu each found a set of dignified mink furs and prepared to wear them the next day.
After two consecutive days of feasting, the food was relatively fat. This time the dishes had to be more vegetarian. Let's make a dish that no one has eaten before, so that Mrs. Zhu can look good. Sun Jiugong took Zhou Ling to the market to see what was going on.
What rare ingredients? Well, there are also scallops. With some creativity, you can make a new dish. He went through it in his head and was 100% sure of the success.
After the groceries were done shopping, he went to the blacksmith shop and asked the blacksmith to make a round thin piece of iron about the size of his thumb.
"Master, let's just cook. Why make a small iron ring for it?" Zhou Ling asked strangely: "Could it be that tomorrow's dish is related to this?"
He said mysteriously: "You'll know when you get to the kitchen."
Returning to Shiyue Tower, the four masters and apprentices began to taste the dishes. First, peel the white radish and cut it into radish pillars of the same size. Pierce each radish pillar with a round thin iron stick, and remove the radish core to form a "finger" shape.
Fill a "finger" with a soaked scallop, and put it into a bowl after cooking. Wash the ginger, slice it, wash the green onion, and cut it into sections. Place the sliced ginger and green onion on the "finger scallop".
Wash the blue flowers, cut them into pieces and put them on a plate.
Seeing this, Zhou Ling finally understood the function of the iron ring. Then, he directed everyone to start a pot, pour in an appropriate amount of water, add salt and oil, and bring to a boil over high heat. Add broccoli and blanch until cooked, remove and drain, and steam.
Place the pot on a high fire, add an appropriate amount of water, bring to a boil over high heat, and add the scallops with fingernails
Put a plate on the plate, pour a little cooking wine, cover and steam. After the "scallops" are steamed, take out the plate, pick out the ginger and green onions, and add broccoli for decoration. Take another pot, add water to heat, pour in the original soup, add
Mix salt, water, starch, and pepper into a thick paste. Remove from the pot and pour in the "scallops" and serve.
"Nanxiangzi·Trapped Scallops"
Wash the white radish, peel it and cut it into white jade pillars. Remove the heart of the radish with a knife, make it into a round shape, and fill it with soaked scallops.
Cut the broccoli into florets, blanch, drain and arrange into shapes. Cook the scallops in a cage, slowly, and pour in starch to thicken the sauce.
The food test was successful, and they were waiting to show their skills in front of the mistress tomorrow. The three of them were extremely happy and spent the whole night perfecting the details.
It was still early for lunch, so the three of them were already looking in the direction of the dining room in the yard, each carrying a toy for the children. Mrs. Yang held a clay ball with a hollow interior, containing projectiles or
Stones make a rustling sound when shaken or rolled. What Yu Erfu picked was a rattle, which is a small drum with a handle and projectiles on both sides of the drum.
, by turning the handle of the drum, you can swing the projectiles and hit the drum surface to make a sound. The southerners call the rattle "shaking the rattle". The second Mrs. Feng chose a pair of tumblers, a land father-in-law and a land mother-in-law, who pushed and pushed with their hands.
, just shook it, and then stood up again. These are some gadgets that are not worth much, but the three of them have put a lot of effort into them.
When the time was up, the guests and hosts sat down, and the three of them presented gifts. The man who was born in a brothel, with poisonous eyes and a sweet mouth, saw that Mrs. Zhu looked at her son with eyes full of love, and said in unison: "I heard that the young master was born a few months ago.
I had a vision from time to time, and I will become a great person when I grow up. Being able to see the young master with my own eyes today is a blessing that my three sisters have cultivated for several lifetimes. Only a blessed person like my wife can give birth to such a blessed son.
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After a few words from the alluring lady, Mrs. Zhu's image of them changed. She thanked them: "Sisters are so polite. My dog has to live here for a while, and I have to trouble you all. I heard that Mrs. Yang's
My son and my son were born in the same year, same month, and same day. I wonder if you can call him in so I can have a look?"
Zhou Ling heard this from the side, so he hurriedly went outside and brought in the two babies who were playing together. The two of them had a great time in Zhou Ling's hands. You would move me, and he would move you.
The taste of food is always related to the mood. People feel refreshed during happy events. Everyone was satisfied with the meal. When the scallops were served, three of them even exclaimed exaggeratedly: "It really looks like it is made of white jade. I want to take it."
Put it on your finger and see if it looks pretty."
Seeing that they were chatting happily, Zhou Ling took the two babies out and sat in the yard. While basking in the sun, he gave each of them a small bowl filled with vegetables, handed each of them a small spoon, and watched them eat by themselves.
"Yong Yu Le·Baby's First Feeding"
In ten months, the baby is babbling and learning to walk. His fingers are fully functioning, his deciduous teeth are beginning to grow, and he doesn't want to just suck milk.
The small mouth opens and closes, looking for food from left to right, trying to retain the delicious food. Everything within the reach of the hand can be put into the throat, as peaceful as a hungry wolf or tiger.
Groups of broken beans and small pieces of chicken are stuffed into his mouth and chewed wildly. Small pieces of fruit and thumb dumplings are all his food.
But it’s too shameful to look back, with a mouth full of mush and a mess. Who cares? I look up to the sky and ask, should a baby eat properly?
Hearing the laughter of the baby outside, half way through the meal, Mrs. Zhu took the three ladies out to take a look.