The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 680 The oil pan is bubbling
In the entire East Wing, the crying was loud, and the roof was about to be blown off~
Ye Feifeng sat at the end of the kang with her arms folded, admiring the cry of the little skinny monkey. Xiao Qian made another pillow and was about to throw it over, but there was a loud bang, the old wooden door was kicked open from the outside, and the cold wind was desperate I poured it in, and the little thin monkey shivered with tears all over his face.

"Unlucky bastard, if you dare to howl again, get out of here!"

Old Qian strode up to the little thin monkey with a gloomy old face, scolded and twisted two times, "Good family and good career, I will make you howl..."

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

"Bitch! If you dare to howl again, I will tear your mouth off!"

The anger in the morning hasn't come out yet. Old Qian is not the kind of person who sulks himself. She already wants to find fault, but she still wants to lure someone over, crying and howling. Fortunately, he was pressed and twisted several times by old Qian, so frightened that he no longer dared to cry.

After a long meal, old Qian finally vented his anger, clapped his hands and walked away refreshed, leaving the poor little monkey squatting on the ground covering his mouth and crying, but he didn't dare to cry again.

Xiaoqian gave her a supercilious look, turned over and continued to sleep.

But Ye Feifeng held out the sieve expressionlessly and called the little thin monkey to pick up beans. After crying and making a fuss, the little thin monkey became even hungrier. Only then did she remember her big white steamed buns, but she didn't know where they went.

The little thin monkey was so anxious that he crawled on the ground and groped around, and finally turned out behind the door. It turned out that Mrs. Qian had been away for a long time, and several people hadn't closed the door, and the room was blown like an ice kiln by the cold wind. It seemed that the white flour steamed buns had already cooled down, and there was a layer of dust and dirt on them.

"Hmph, what a scumbag, he won't eat any hot steamed buns, and if he's too fussy, he'll get beaten up, and then he'll eat dirty, cold steamed buns!"

Ye Feifeng had seen the steamed bun rolled to the back of the door a long time ago, that's why she didn't close the door on purpose. Now she would watch the little skinny monkey tearing up the skin of the steamed bun pitifully, and then squatting on the ground like a dog, holding the cold one with tears in her eyes. Chewing on the steamed buns, she felt indescribably happy in her heart. Finally, there was someone more unlucky than her. If she didn't take advantage of the situation, she would feel sorry for herself!

He folded his arms and closed the door, turned around and cursed coldly, "If I don't finish picking up the beans this afternoon, I won't even have cold steamed buns tonight!"

The little thin monkey Qian Xiaohe took a bite of the steamed bun, and lowered her head so that no one could see her resentful eyes.

Because she praised Haikou early, He Xiner started to work early in the afternoon. Ye Laiyin was surprised when she found out that Dabai had brought back a few pheasants. She happily praised Dabai and ran to the kitchen to help .

Well, with parents doing the work, He Xiner, who talks about cooking, is actually standing aside and directing.

Mrs. Wang boiled a large pot of hot water. Ye Laiyin quickly plucked the chicken feathers and cleaned them up. At He Xiner's request, he chopped all the chicken into small pieces. Mrs. Wang then took over and followed her daughter's order. According to the requirements, add the seasoning and drown it well.

There was nothing wasted by the farmer's family, and Ye Laiyin cleaned up the chicken offal. He Xiner made the decision and fried it with dried chili. She felt that the portion was not too much, so she added two onions, and filled it with oil. bowl.

The main event was of course the fried chicken. Ye Laiyin was not in a hurry and insisted on staying in the kitchen to watch his daughter cook while the vegetable garden was being watched by her elder brother.

Well, a family of three is crowded in the small kitchen, which is quite lively.

"Xin'er, the oil pan is bubbling."

"okay!"

He Xiner took the chopsticks and put the submerged chicken pieces into the oil pan along the edge of the pan. There was a sound of "嗞啦", and the oil splashed~
"Ouch, there is still water in the chicken, Xin'er should be careful!"

(End of this chapter)