Hu Lai raised his hand and waved it in front of Liu Ruixuan.
"Nothing." Liu Ruixuan smiled and turned his head.
"Did you find that I'm much more handsome?"
Hu Lai brought his face closer and winked at Liu Ruixuan and smiled.
"Ha." Liu Ruixuan chuckled, "Yes, you are the most handsome, the most handsome in the world."
"That's not true." Hu Lai shook his neck immodestly, "I am very popular with female classmates."
"Heh. Okay. Let me give you some color. Can you open a soy sauce shop?"
Liu Ruixuan glanced at Hu Lai and pointed at the dough in front of him, "Should we just roll it out?"
"Huh?" Hu Lai snorted, "What were you doing just now, didn't you see it?"
"I'm learning from you," Liu Ruixuan snorted, "I just remember you painted green onions."
"Hehe," Hu Lai smiled and turned his face again, "You're not secretly missing your cousin, are you?"
"You deserve a beating." Liu Ruixuan raised his hand towards Hu Lai's smiling face. After thinking about it, he stopped mid-air and kicked him with his left foot.
Come on, it's true.
Unexpectedly, he got it right.
"Oops." Hu Lai said in pain, "You have the ability to hit your cousin."
"I don't hit girls." Liu Ruixuan snorted, "How do we start? Tell me quickly."
"First divide the dough into two parts, then roll it into a pancake, then spread it with chopped green onion..."
Hu Lai rubbed his right leg that had been kicked, pointed at the pile of noodles on the chopping board, and began to preach seriously.
"Stop!" Liu Ruixuan stopped him, "I understand."
"Okay." Hu Lai stopped and looked at Liu Ruixuan quietly. After thinking for a while, he went to the house and brought out a bamboo chair. He sat on Liu Ruixuan's left side and started supervising the work.
Liu Ruixuan moved his hands left and right, and with a strong movement of his hand, the dough was split into two parts instantly. Then he kneaded it in his hands, put it on the chopping board, pressed it, took the rolling pin, and started rolling it while shaking it from side to side.
Hey, he suddenly discovered that the oval shape that had been so easy to hold suddenly turned into an irregular shape in his hand, swinging left and right on the chopping board, not obeying his orders.
"Okay, okay. It's too long." Hu Lai waved his hand repeatedly, "Pick it up and adjust its direction. It's too long."
"Oh." Liu Ruixuan raised his head and took a look, then reached out to pick up the noodles spread out on the chopping board, but found that he couldn't pick them up and was stuck to the chopping board.
He looked at Hu Lai with a blank expression.
Hu Lai scratched his head out of habit and said, "Brother, you forgot to add flour under the dough."
Liu Ruixuan twitched the corner of his mouth and blinked: "Then what should we do now?"
"What should I do? Of course I have to pull it down." Hu Lai stretched out his hand and made a pulling motion.
"Okay." Liu Ruixuan curled his lips and pulled off the extremely irregular pancake. In an instant, the thin and ugly pancake was pulled into several strands and held in Liu Ruixuan's hand.
Hu Lai couldn't help but laugh.
"Xiao Rui, you are really good." Hu Lai raised his hand and patted Liu Ruixuan on the shoulder, "No one is perfect, you are right."
Liu Ruixuan curled his lips, glanced at Hu Lai, and without saying a word, he kneaded the shapeless dough again and again, then kneaded it into the shape of the original dough.
"Yo? It's okay."
Hu Lai, who originally wanted to help, stepped back and retreated to the left side of the table.
Upon hearing this, Liu Ruixuan raised his eyebrows, glanced sideways at Hu Lai, and continued to knead the dough in his hands.
"Okay, okay, it's almost done." Hu Lai couldn't help but interrupt, "If you knead it any more, it will be too hard and not tasty."
"Yeah." Liu Ruixuan nodded, and he grabbed a large handful of flour and put it on the chopping board. Then he put the dough on it, pressed it with his hands, took the rolling pin, and started rolling it out again.
This time, he suddenly had an idea and counted silently in his mind. When he counted to five, he changed the direction of the dough and continued to repeat the previous action.
After going back and forth several times, I rolled out an almost perfect circle.
"Ahem," Hu Lai coughed twice, "You have wisdom roots, but this round one is not suitable for placing next to the pot."
"Heh." Liu Ruixuan chuckled, "We don't know how to cook, so the middle must be empty, so just put it in the middle."
"Huh?" Hu Lai was startled for a moment, then nodded, "That makes sense. Then you can continue."
Liu Ruixuan followed the same method and rolled out eight or nine pieces of dough in one breath. Except for four round pieces, the others were all oval.
A small sense of accomplishment arises in my heart.
"Stop, stop, stop." Hu Lai interrupted Liu Ruixuan's attempt to continue rolling out the dough, and pointed to the small bowl on the side, "Apply the scallion oil first, otherwise the dough will dry out after a while and it won't be able to stick to it."
"Oh!" Liu Ruixuan responded, nodded, put down the rolling pin, took the small spoon on the side, filled a spoonful, and spread it on the dough.
"That's wrong, don't apply it on each one." Hu Lai stopped him and said, "Just apply the middle one between the two."
"Are you afraid that there won't be enough green onions?" Liu Ruixuan responded, but did not stop applying scallion oil, "My mother has planted a lot of them under the grape trellis, don't worry."
"Okay then." Hu Lai responded, "Actually, if you apply more, it will taste better."
Liu Ruixuan smiled, glanced at Hu, took the small bowl, scooped it up with a spoon, and poured some more.
Then, I spread it one by one with a small spoon. After applying it, I suddenly felt dizzy. It was applied on every piece, and it was difficult to turn it over. When I turned it over, the pure white scallions would fall off.
After thinking about it, forget it and just fold a piece of dough in half.
Done!
Hu Lai looked on, his eyes widening in an instant, Huh?
Is this okay?
Xiao Rui is indeed smart!
When there were four of the twelve dough balls left on the chopping board, I suddenly discovered that the scallion oil had bottomed out.
Liu Ruixuan beat the flour on his hand, glanced at Hu, and then walked towards the three fields of green onions under the grape trellis.
"Can you chop green onions?" Hu Lai looked at Liu Ruixuan who came over with more than a dozen green onions and asked, "Isn't this a bit too much?"
"No, but you can learn it. Just chop it into pieces, right?" Liu Ruixuan snorted and looked at the chopped green onion in his hand, "Is there a lot? Isn't it a lot?"
"It's a bit too much. There were so many green onions just now, but my mother only used five green onions?" Hu Lai smacked his mouth, "We still have four more, no, it's eight when you open them. It's okay if there are more. Wait until Aunt Hua comes back.
The cooking is ready."
"That's right." Liu Ruixuan nodded and began to clean up the dirt and yellow leaves on the green onions. He walked over to help clean up.
"I'll cut it." After cleaning up, Hu Lai took the kitchen knife and put the green onion on the corner of the table, "You haven't cut it before, so don't cut it."
"Have you ever chopped it?" Liu Ruixuan shook the green onions in his hand, put them on the table, and looked at Hu Glan, "You said it as if you were really a great chef."
"Me neither." Hu Lai replied seriously, and then laughed again, "I think my mother has cut it. So..."
"What's the reason?" Liu Ruixuan reached out and grabbed the kitchen knife, "Today, you are here to teach me, not to perform on your own."
"Okay." Hu Lai smiled and stepped back to the right, "Then you should be careful. This knife looks much brighter than the one I have. I tried it just now and it seems to be pretty fast."
"Don't worry," Liu Ruixuan snorted, gestured left and right, then took a green onion and carefully chopped it into two halves, then carefully folded the two halves in half and cut them into two smaller halves.
By repeating this process, a long, fat onion was soon chopped into a length shorter than half of the little finger.
It's just that it seems to be a bit long.
Liu Ruixuan looked at the small pile of green onions in front of him and glanced at Hu: "Is it too long?"
"Yeah." Hu Lai nodded heavily, "I made some gestures and found that the nail cap of my little finger should be about the same size. So, it's still a little big."
"Oh." Liu Ruixuan raised his hand to look at it, then looked down again. He carefully took a small piece of green onion and cut it carefully one by one. When he cut the fourth cut, suddenly, came
an inspiration.
The left hand held the upper left part of the kitchen knife, and the right hand held the handle of the knife, and on the small pile of half-grown chopped green onions, he moved it from side to side.
Ha! How clever!
Hu Lai on the side looked at the chopped green onions that instantly became much smaller under the kitchen knife, and couldn't help but nodded in his heart.
A warm breeze blew by, carrying the smell of ripe grapes.
Liu Ruixuan raised his head and looked at the grape trellis in the yard.
July is here again.
The grapes in the yard are almost ripe again.
Very sweet grapes.
Looking at the vine leaves dancing in the wind, Liu Ruixuan's thoughts were suddenly pulled far away again.
In that not-too-distant memory, there was a girl with two braids. She took a grape with a smile, peeled off the skin of the grape very carefully, then took a very elegant bite and said with a smile.
, so sweet.
He looked at it and laughed along with him. His mood was as bright and brilliant as the sunshine above his head.
At that moment, he discovered that grapes could also be eaten without their skins. He and Lai Lai had always swallowed the grapes with their skins on one bite at a time.
Liu Ruixuan smiled, looked back, and continued cutting the green onions in his hand.
July has arrived, can September be far behind?
In two months, he can go to Jingyun.
Thinking like that, I couldn't help but feel a little joy in my heart.
I wonder, what is my cousin doing in the distant Jingyun at this time?
Are you also like him, when you see grapes, you will also think of the past of going to the wind?
They say the past is like the wind.
But he always thought of those past events that had gone far away in the gusts of wind. What he also remembered was the cousin who left but never went far.
Through the windows that have passed through the years, accompanied by a ray of bright sunshine, came from the depths of his memory, softening his entire summer, and even his entire childhood.
Liu Ruixuan smiled slightly, wishing that time would gradually pass by. Smiling with her, enjoying a quiet warmth, and waiting for the arrival of the next summer.