Chapter 142： New Year's Eve Dinner
Although the heart is chilling, today's grievance was not in vain. At a critical moment, he saw that Lanya still cares about him and cares about him. Seeing that his dad was beaten, she stepped forward without even wanting to vent her anger, and even dared to beat him. It was really his. What a girl!
And his good son-in-law, who knocked Qi Laishun unconscious with a single punch. Over the years, he has been looked down upon in the village, especially Qi Laishun's little thing. Every time he saw him, he was either taunting or teasing, and he never regarded him as a big deal. Look, my uncle, this punch of my son-in-law is really relieved!
From what happened today, he could see that Er Yong was really concerned about Lanya. Hearing Qi Laishun insulting Lanya, he did it directly without saying a word. This temper is hard enough, and Lanya will follow him in the future. Don’t worry about being bullied...
Shen Ruolan helped him clean up the wound and bandaged it again, so she went to wash her hands and cook.
Zhang Eryong knew that there was no good food at home. He was afraid that she would be embarrassed and that she would be wronged during the Chinese New Year. So he went out. When he came back, he had a large rooster in his hand, and he didn't know who bought it.
After entering the yard, he called Shen Ruolan through the window: "Ruolan, help me sharpen my knife and get a half bowl of water."
When Shen Ruolan heard the movement, she came out and took a look. When he saw that he had bought a chicken, she turned and ran back. After a while, she came out with a bowl of water and a shimmering kitchen knife.
"Here." He handed him the kitchen knife, put the bowl with half a bowl of water on the ground, and stretched out his hand: "You come to kill the chicken, I will help you pull the leg."
Zhang Eryong took the chicken by the hand and avoided her, "I don't need you, I will do it myself, you can go in and look at the pot."
He was afraid that the **** killing of the chicken would scare her. In his consciousness, Ruolan was a weak and weak little woman who needed his protection. He could deal with this **** scene alone.
However, Shen Ruolan was worried that he would not be able to numb it alone, and spoil the chicken blood, and flatly refused his kindness, "It's okay, the rice is all simmered, and the fire is suppressed, so I'll help you kill it again. go in."
Zhang Eryong still didn't want to ask her to help, "You got **** when you killed a chicken, aren't you afraid?"
"afraid?"
Shen Ruolan looked at him as if he had heard a joke, staring at him with big watery eyes: "Do you think I'm afraid? Let me tell you that, let alone killing a chicken for you, even if I kill myself, I dare to commit suicide. Do you believe it or not?"
Looking at her pretty little face, but with the heroic spirit of reluctance, Zhang Eryong's face became a little unsatisfactory. In order to cover up, he hurriedly lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Believe!"
"If you believe it, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and kill." Shen Ruolan can't wait, she hasn't eaten breakfast yet, it's already two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and her stomach is already hungry.
"Ok."
Seeing that she was not afraid, Zhang Eryong had no psychological burden. He grabbed the chicken's neck and shed the hair on it. With one big hand, he grabbed the chicken wings and chicken head, and the other hand held a knife and wiped it quickly on the chicken's neck.
Shen Ruolan was afraid of the chicken's fluttering, and hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the chicken's paws, so as not to make it flutter. With the cooperation of the two, the chicken was quickly killed, and a drop of chicken blood was not spoiled.
"I'll clean up the chicken in a while, you go get a cold dish." Zhang Eryong suggested.
The reason for this recommendation is because there will be a strange smell when the chicken feathers are scalded, and he is afraid that it will smoke her.
Shen Ruolan didn't think so much, but felt that he was good at cooking, and he should do the cooking by himself. It would be better for him to do the work that does not require skill, so he nodded and agreed, "Okay, we can divide the work and cooperate, which can save a lot of time. "
Shen Dejian was lying in the room, listening to them having discussions about everything, just like he and her back then, he couldn't help grinning with satisfaction.
Just grinning...it hurts!
**
After finishing the division of labor, Shen Ruolan returned to the kitchen, washed two potatoes, pounded the skins and cut them into dices, saved them for stewing chicken later, washed another radish and cut them into strips, saved them for a while to make soup, and cut them out. A plate of thin cabbage shreds, secretly took out a little white icing from the space, and mixed it with sugar, vinegar, and soy sauce, and a plate of cold dishes was completed.
Over there, Zhang Eryong used the pot on the iron stove in her house to boil a pot of water, which made the chicken feathers bald. After removing the fine hair, he scalded it with boiling water twice before carrying it into the kitchen and opening it.
Seeing that Shen Ruolan's sliced potatoes, radish sticks and shredded cabbage were neatly arranged on the plate, and the kitchen was neatly cleaned, Zhang Eryong applauded and said, "Ruolan, you are really good!"
Shen Ruolan smiled, a little proudly said: "I think so too!"
The naughty look made Zhang Eryong amused, and the atmosphere suddenly became warm.
The two of them worked and talked in the kitchen, occasionally making some innocent jokes. Soon, a bowl of fragrant chicken stewed potatoes and a plate of stir-fried chicken chopsticks ( Chicken gizzards, chicken hearts, chicken intestines, chicken livers), a plate of shredded cabbage salad, a bowl of tender chicken blood tofu, and a small bowl of hot soup made with chicken wing tips, chicken legs and carrot sticks. It's done.
Zhang Eryong was not idle either. When she was cooking, he was helping to make the fire, handing the seasonings, and then helping to put it on the table when she was cooking. The two were so busy inside and out, and they cooperated very well.
Four dishes and one soup, neatly arranged, and a few bowls of white rice, it is like a decent table of New Year's Eve dinner!
Shen Dejian has not eaten such a decent New Year’s Eve dinner for many years. The last time he ate the New Year’s Eve dinner so decently was ten years ago. When Wan Qiu didn’t leave, after a flash, ten years later, he thought his life was like Like a bereavement dog, he will always go to the end in depravity and decadence. I did not expect that there will be another day, sitting at the table like an old man, waiting for his daughter and son-in-law to wait for her. This feeling is really happy!
－－－－－－Off-topic －－－－－－
Dear friends, the PK is over. Thank you for your support. There will be another PK next Tuesday, but Yaoer will continue to explode. These days, three shifts every day, one shift at 1 am, the second shift at 11 noon, and the third shift. At ten o'clock in the evening, you don't need to brush the rest of the time.
Thank you Book City [Colorful] 100 book coins rewarded
And his good son-in-law, who knocked Qi Laishun unconscious with a single punch. Over the years, he has been looked down upon in the village, especially Qi Laishun's little thing. Every time he saw him, he was either taunting or teasing, and he never regarded him as a big deal. Look, my uncle, this punch of my son-in-law is really relieved!
From what happened today, he could see that Er Yong was really concerned about Lanya. Hearing Qi Laishun insulting Lanya, he did it directly without saying a word. This temper is hard enough, and Lanya will follow him in the future. Don’t worry about being bullied...
Shen Ruolan helped him clean up the wound and bandaged it again, so she went to wash her hands and cook.
Zhang Eryong knew that there was no good food at home. He was afraid that she would be embarrassed and that she would be wronged during the Chinese New Year. So he went out. When he came back, he had a large rooster in his hand, and he didn't know who bought it.
After entering the yard, he called Shen Ruolan through the window: "Ruolan, help me sharpen my knife and get a half bowl of water."
When Shen Ruolan heard the movement, she came out and took a look. When he saw that he had bought a chicken, she turned and ran back. After a while, she came out with a bowl of water and a shimmering kitchen knife.
"Here." He handed him the kitchen knife, put the bowl with half a bowl of water on the ground, and stretched out his hand: "You come to kill the chicken, I will help you pull the leg."
Zhang Eryong took the chicken by the hand and avoided her, "I don't need you, I will do it myself, you can go in and look at the pot."
He was afraid that the **** killing of the chicken would scare her. In his consciousness, Ruolan was a weak and weak little woman who needed his protection. He could deal with this **** scene alone.
However, Shen Ruolan was worried that he would not be able to numb it alone, and spoil the chicken blood, and flatly refused his kindness, "It's okay, the rice is all simmered, and the fire is suppressed, so I'll help you kill it again. go in."
Zhang Eryong still didn't want to ask her to help, "You got **** when you killed a chicken, aren't you afraid?"
"afraid?"
Shen Ruolan looked at him as if he had heard a joke, staring at him with big watery eyes: "Do you think I'm afraid? Let me tell you that, let alone killing a chicken for you, even if I kill myself, I dare to commit suicide. Do you believe it or not?"
Looking at her pretty little face, but with the heroic spirit of reluctance, Zhang Eryong's face became a little unsatisfactory. In order to cover up, he hurriedly lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Believe!"
"If you believe it, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and kill." Shen Ruolan can't wait, she hasn't eaten breakfast yet, it's already two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and her stomach is already hungry.
"Ok."
Seeing that she was not afraid, Zhang Eryong had no psychological burden. He grabbed the chicken's neck and shed the hair on it. With one big hand, he grabbed the chicken wings and chicken head, and the other hand held a knife and wiped it quickly on the chicken's neck.
Shen Ruolan was afraid of the chicken's fluttering, and hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the chicken's paws, so as not to make it flutter. With the cooperation of the two, the chicken was quickly killed, and a drop of chicken blood was not spoiled.
"I'll clean up the chicken in a while, you go get a cold dish." Zhang Eryong suggested.
The reason for this recommendation is because there will be a strange smell when the chicken feathers are scalded, and he is afraid that it will smoke her.
Shen Ruolan didn't think so much, but felt that he was good at cooking, and he should do the cooking by himself. It would be better for him to do the work that does not require skill, so he nodded and agreed, "Okay, we can divide the work and cooperate, which can save a lot of time. "
Shen Dejian was lying in the room, listening to them having discussions about everything, just like he and her back then, he couldn't help grinning with satisfaction.
Just grinning...it hurts!
**
After finishing the division of labor, Shen Ruolan returned to the kitchen, washed two potatoes, pounded the skins and cut them into dices, saved them for stewing chicken later, washed another radish and cut them into strips, saved them for a while to make soup, and cut them out. A plate of thin cabbage shreds, secretly took out a little white icing from the space, and mixed it with sugar, vinegar, and soy sauce, and a plate of cold dishes was completed.
Over there, Zhang Eryong used the pot on the iron stove in her house to boil a pot of water, which made the chicken feathers bald. After removing the fine hair, he scalded it with boiling water twice before carrying it into the kitchen and opening it.
Seeing that Shen Ruolan's sliced potatoes, radish sticks and shredded cabbage were neatly arranged on the plate, and the kitchen was neatly cleaned, Zhang Eryong applauded and said, "Ruolan, you are really good!"
Shen Ruolan smiled, a little proudly said: "I think so too!"
The naughty look made Zhang Eryong amused, and the atmosphere suddenly became warm.
The two of them worked and talked in the kitchen, occasionally making some innocent jokes. Soon, a bowl of fragrant chicken stewed potatoes and a plate of stir-fried chicken chopsticks ( Chicken gizzards, chicken hearts, chicken intestines, chicken livers), a plate of shredded cabbage salad, a bowl of tender chicken blood tofu, and a small bowl of hot soup made with chicken wing tips, chicken legs and carrot sticks. It's done.
Zhang Eryong was not idle either. When she was cooking, he was helping to make the fire, handing the seasonings, and then helping to put it on the table when she was cooking. The two were so busy inside and out, and they cooperated very well.
Four dishes and one soup, neatly arranged, and a few bowls of white rice, it is like a decent table of New Year's Eve dinner!
Shen Dejian has not eaten such a decent New Year’s Eve dinner for many years. The last time he ate the New Year’s Eve dinner so decently was ten years ago. When Wan Qiu didn’t leave, after a flash, ten years later, he thought his life was like Like a bereavement dog, he will always go to the end in depravity and decadence. I did not expect that there will be another day, sitting at the table like an old man, waiting for his daughter and son-in-law to wait for her. This feeling is really happy!
－－－－－－Off-topic －－－－－－
Dear friends, the PK is over. Thank you for your support. There will be another PK next Tuesday, but Yaoer will continue to explode. These days, three shifts every day, one shift at 1 am, the second shift at 11 noon, and the third shift. At ten o'clock in the evening, you don't need to brush the rest of the time.
Thank you Book City [Colorful] 100 book coins rewarded
RECENTLY UPDATES
Drama
Action
Action
Action
Action
Fantasy
Action
CEO