Today is the 30th year. The three people in the dealer have been busy in the stove in the morning.
Qin Mangzhi caught only chickens from the chicken circle and pulled his neck.
The daughter said that she wanted to eat fried chicken, and she didn't know how to do it. She just cleaned the internal organs and placed it aside alone.
The chicken was chopped by Zhuang Keqing, marinated slightly with salt and sauce, took the flour, and put it in a pan.
The original squeezing sesame oil is used, and the fragrance is extremely fragrant, and Qin Manzhi does not distress.
The day before yesterday, the pork leg meat sent by everyone was chopped with the shattered pork legs with the fat oil, and the ginger mud was divided into two copies.
In the morning, the stove was overflowing with oily fragrance. In addition to fried meat, Zhuang Keqing reconciled again, adding sesame and sugar, and fried some hemp leaves.
Fruit eat.
There was a small clay stove outside the stove, and the firewood was burned in the fire. A round belly large pottery pot was placed on it.
Rolling.
Qin Mangzhi unveiled the lid of the pot pot, and the steaming water vapor rushed up, and a strong fragrance overflowed.
"Doctor Li's stewed pork ribs is really fragrant." She covered the lid, reached out and dragged Aman behind her, and sat back on the little wuzi.
Shen Ling burned the fire at the mouth of the stove, Zhuang Keqing frying the pot, and said, "This is made of pork ribs, and chicken is stewed with chicken.
"But this medicinal material is still very much, it is not too late to stew with the chicken in a few days."
"That's what you and Ling Geer have to make up for winter, and you can make a big one in the coming year."
Qin Mangzhi smiled at his daughter with a smile, and continued to lower his head to peel the bamboo shoots.
One morning the dishes were prepared, only at noon to deal with it at noon, and began to clean the house again in the afternoon.
You can't move the broom a few days after the Ming Dynasty. This is a saying.
When it was late, the sky was black, and the family nestled dumplings in the stove room, Qin Manzhi rolled the skin, Zhuang Keqing and Shen Ling stuffed.
Zhuang Keqing is okay. She loves to eat food in the previous life. The dumplings are very simple to her. They only fill the filling in the middle of the dumpling skin.
The dumpling belly is large and round, and Xiaobao looks like a litter.
On the other hand, Shen Ling almost wondered.
The teenager is slender and well -proportioned in both hands, and the knuckles are clear. It is a hand that is born with a pen, but at this time, his hands are covered with flour.
I can't sit still, the east is crooked.
"Oh, A Ling, I really didn't expect, you still have a stupid time."
Zhuang Keqing smiled and joked.
However, Shen Ling's face was a little bit of embarrassing and shame. The teenager's complexion was indifferent and focused on his eyes. It seemed that he was not grasping in his hand.
Zhuang Keqing still waited for a few more words, just prepared to teach a handle, but inadvertently saw the other party ’s wrap, the movement became more flexible. After a few interest, the dumplings in the bag were not much worse than their own bags.
"..."
Zhuang Keqing dumb her throat.
It turns out that there are people in the world who really learn anything. You can do it with one point without pointing?
She can only work with complicated expression, but she didn't pay attention to Shen Ling's slightly tilted corner of her mouth and a shallow pleasure.
"Mother, it's almost busy here, you go back to rest, and A Ling can help me watch the fire."
The dumplings are wrapped well, and there is nothing to be busy with others, just steam the fish.
The two fat carps in the wooden barrels in the stove were boldly knocked on the ice fishing in the river in the village. It was sent yesterday. She was going to give money, and the other party refused to accept it. quick.
"Hey, okay, that's something to call me."
The stove at home is still a little smaller, and the two people can't turn their bodies in one stop. Qin Mangzhi looked at it simply, so he returned to the house with Aman.
Just leave Shen Ling to replace the fire.
Zhuang Keqing picked a big fish in the barrel, picked it up and put it on the chopping board. The wooden stick was dizzy.
She was about to stand up and flushing the water. Shen Ling stood on the side and waited, and the water in her scoop was full of water.
"Thank you, A Ling."
The girl stretched her hand with a smile, Shen Ling took the water back and forth, and washed the fish again before sitting back to the door of the stove.
The carp is steamed, first draw a few knives on both sides, and there is no need for thick sauces. It is only potato wine, salt and green onion ginger. Finally, cover two slices of salted meat and enter the steamer.
"A Ling, the fire should be stronger."
Zhuang Keqing instructed, and opened another stove eye, burning underwater dumplings.
Shen Ling opened the door of the stove, stuffed the straw in, waited for the fire to lead, and put the wooden branches in.
Steamed fish, cooking dumplings can not spend much time, fried chicken nuggets, fried meatballs are ready, bone soup in the pot pot is also good, a table of dishes soon filled with small tables in the house.
The outside outside was all dark, the snow reflected the moonlight, and the door seam looked at it, and the ground was white and bright.
Haven't eaten the meal yet, you need to pay the New Year first.
The young couple kneeled in front of Qin Manzhi, and worshiped the New Year. Zhuang Keqing spoke auspicious words, and I wish the mother -in -law a happy new year, good health, and get rich in the coming year.
"May mother happy and healthy, people will increase blessing."
Shen Ling was respectful, sincere, Qin Manzhi looked in his eyes, his heart was stunned, and the wrinkles in the corner of his eyes stretched.
She even said: "Good boy, good boy." She hurriedly helped the two, and then paid a red paper bag, one person, one person, gave the New Year's money.
After worshiping the year, I started to eat New Year's Eve dinner.
The elders moved the chopsticks first, Qin Manzhi pinched the steamed fish, and after eating, he stuffed a meatballs for Xiao Aman to grind his teeth.
After a meal, I ate hot. I do n’t have to sleep after eating.
Zhuang Keqing washed the bowl together with Shen Ling, and each changed her new clothes.
The duck cyan cotton robe worn by Shen Ling, Zhuang Keqing is a short ginger.
Qin Manzhi changed his purple -pair cotton shirt, and even Aman's festive red.
The three sat around the cymbal, and they didn't do anything.
Until Aman was sleeping, Qin Manzhi couldn't help it. Zhuang Keqing and Shen Ling returned to his room.
The little couple was rare to be so quiet and alone. Zhuang Keqing felt embarrassed and said only the plan of the coming year. Shen Ling sat in and listened, and his body was so gentle that it almost overflowed it.
"Crack!"
There was a sound of firecrackers in the distance, followed by the second sound, and then the crackling sound gradually became linked into a piece.
It's a new year.
Shen Ling went to the yard to put the firecrackers. Zhuang Keqing went to the main house to pull the fell asleep mother. The two covered their ears and waited for the firecrackers to finish it. abdomen.
Qin Manzhi was not young, and he couldn't stand it in the middle of the night. She urged her daughter to return to the house, but she took the younger son and leaned on the cymbal.
Before I slept, I was confused, and I hope that in the coming year, Kerr and Ling Geer can be pregnant with a kid.
After the end, another sentence, girl, kid is all good, as long as you are healthy and healthy.
Zhuang Keqing in the house pulled Shen Ling again. The secret of God took a red cloth bag from the pillow.
"Give you a gift, take a look at it quickly."
I just put on artillery battles, and another bowl of warm soup, she was spiritual.
At this time, the cheeks are healthy pink, and a pair of apricot eyes are glittering under the candlelight, which is full of expectations.
The red cloth bag is only large, and it can be held in the hands.
Shen Ling couldn't see anything, just reached out and picked it up, opened his mouth along the cloth bag, and took out a small brush from it.
The brush is silver, but it is more than two inches, the pen is round and smooth, and the "gold list title" is engraved on one side.
Originally a Wenchang pen.
"Do you like it?"
When Zhuang Keqing went to Songling Town a few days ago, while Shen Ling went to Shupu, he ran his own jewelry shop and secretly touched the shopkeeper to make this brush in order to surprise him.
She was a little uneasy at this time, for fear that the other party didn't like this gift.
The silver brush was lying in Shen Ling's right palm, and one long was long, which just covered the light -colored scars in his hand.
"like."
Shen Ling took his hands, and clenched his hand with a slightly cool gift.
"Like it."
"I didn't spend a few dollars. Your lady is now a rich woman. I will follow me to eat and drink spicy."
Zhuang Keqing talked wildly, only his voice was getting lower and lower under Shen Ling's focus and hot eyes.
"Ke'er."
She heard Shen Ling call her so.
"Hmm?"
The candlelight was dull, and the indoor fragrance was surging. A Ling's dark and clear eyes took her heart, which made her heart rose to a bit of panic.
What does A Ling say?
What will he want to do?
Zhuang Keqing's slowly noticed that the atmosphere of today seems a bit ambiguous.
"I haven't prepared gifts for you."
! ~ It turned out to be this!
I don't mind!
"No, it's okay, just make up a red envelope tomorrow."
While relieved, Zhuang Keqing didn't know why a loss called loss.
She moved her sight and finally fell on the small table in the room.
There were a few pieces of steamed cakes on it, which made it yesterday.
"I go to eat pieces of cake ..."
After that, she stood up and wanted to reach out to pick up the cake.
Who knew that she had just stood up, and her wrist was held in the back. After a while, the whole person fell into Shen Ling's arms.
"Ah, A Ling?"
Zhuang Keqing moved unnecessaryly twice, but her arms were not loosened, while not painful, while holding her tightly, she held her up.
The dark eyes of the teenager burned the fire in the depths, and Zhuang Keqing felt that he had nothing to do.
She was embarrassed to open her face, but she had nowhere to escape. The booming nose of the teenager was blowing her forehead, and the finely kissed kisses drowned her like a storm.