I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

Chapter 71 Stewed Chicken
Yu Feiwan turned to look at the dim twilight that sewed the sky and the earth together, and had reason to doubt the authenticity of this sentence.

"Auntie, can I invite Pingping and Feiwan to watch TV at home during the holidays?"

Zhang Fengjiao shook the middle-aged woman's arms with both hands and begged delicately.

The middle-aged woman did not respond as quickly as expected. She just smiled awkwardly and changed the topic, "I have time to go to my aunt's house for dinner."

Yu Feiwan blinked, and there was a guess in his mind.

In Zhang Fengjiao's description, Aunt Tian was a simple and kind-hearted person, and would not refuse this small request if there were no accidents.

It seems that the TV has changed hands.

Zhang Fengjiao's biological father and mother are really energetic.

After all the fuss at the market, I still had to race against time to move the TV home.

If you are so capable, it would be a waste to live on dry food.

Zhang Fengjiao let go of her arms and said in an obviously displeased voice, "Did they go home again?"

The middle-aged woman hugged Zhang Fengjiao and said warmly, "Jiaojiao, let's talk about it when we get home."

"It's not good to be heard outside."

Yu Feiwan and Yu Ping looked at each other, said hello with a smile, and left in time.

Anyway, Zhang Fengjiao couldn't hold it in her heart, and she didn't keep her mouth shut. She would go to class tomorrow and keep the bamboo tube to pour the beans, and she made it clear.

Only Yu Peng didn't understand the subtlety behind the words.

Passing through the entrance of the village and turning two alleys, the small courtyard with green brick houses seems to blend into the dusk.

As I approached the courtyard, I heard the familiar barking of a dog.

It wasn't a heartbreaking roar, but a joyful welcome.

Puppies can hear their master's footsteps and smell their master's scent.

Yu Feiwan's mood became inexplicably lighter.

As soon as the courtyard door was opened, the puppy barked even more happily.

Yu Ping trotted over and rubbed the big yellow dog's head, and Yu Feiwan turned on the light in the room.

Warm yellow light overflowed from the room, seemingly saving the small courtyard from the increasingly dark twilight in an instant.

No wonder there are always people leaving a light for relatives who have not returned home.

A lamp in the night can soften a heart.

Yu Feiwan looked at the clean and tidy house, with the fire burning brightly in the stove. He knew in his heart that the old lady must have taken the time to come back before dark, tidied up in advance, and lit the fire to prevent them from coming back. The one who is cold in the pot and stove is sick.

These are the little invisible things that are easily overlooked.

However, which family's life is like a family if it is not a series of small things that can be maintained.

"Yu Ping, come in and wash your hands and do your homework!"

Yu Ping loves the big yellow dog deeply.

Yu Ping responded loudly, touched the big yellow dog's head again, and then trotted into the room.

Under the light bulb, Yu Feiwan and Yu Ping gathered together to complete the homework assigned by the teacher.

"Don't be lazy and copy mine!"

Yu Feiwan raised his hand to block Yu Ping's sight.

"Have you forgotten, do you still want to take the college entrance examination?"

Yu Ping:......

Yu Ping yawned sleepily and continued to do the math with resignation.

Well, she still wants to go to college, become a doctor, and save lives.

By then, she will become a college student, and her parents will be happy.

Humph, she is not a money-losing thing.

Yu Ping reached out and patted her face, shook her head, and began to concentrate on her homework.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, and the sky outside the window was black with ink.

There was another round of barking, and the door clanged twice.

Yu Ping's eyes sparkled, she swallowed her saliva, took three steps and then two steps at a time, and went to open the door happily.

Chicken stew!
Chicken stew!
"Yu Ping, you turned a deaf ear to my words again, right?"

"The shoes don't fit well!"

Li Lan's angry shouts came clearly.

Yu Ping smiled, bent down and put on her shoes, "I'm anxious to open the door for my parents."

"I think you're in a hurry to eat the stewed chicken." Li Lan revealed angrily.Then he handed a bag of loose powder hanging on the handlebar of the bicycle to Yu Ping, "Grab a handful, soak it in water, and set aside."

"Yeah." Yu Ping jumped three feet high.

It’s really chicken!

Eat real chicken!

Yu Ping feels that today is really a good day, it feels like Chinese New Year compared to Chinese New Year.

"This kid only thinks about food, and he gets extremely happy when he mentions eating meat."

Li Lan continued to chatter subconsciously.

Yu Ping's good mood was not affected at all.

"Fei Wan, good job." Yu Shuishan took off his wind-resistant coat, washed his hands, and gave a thumbs up with a smile.

"I've heard everything about the soy sauce workshop this afternoon."

Although Li Lan and Yu Shuishan both work in soy sauce workshops in the town, their division of labor is different.

Yu Shuishan often rides out to deliver soy sauce, so he rarely hears any gossip.

Yu Feiwan held the towel over and said, "Who let those people talk nonsense?"

"You and Mom are both kind and good people."

"You can't always be bullied just because you are a good person."

Li Lan praised him for his “vision.”

Li Lan is more and more satisfied with her adopted daughter.

She brings her own gold bracelet, which can also support her. She is not an adopted daughter, she is clearly her caring little cotton-padded jacket.

"Shui Shan, don't wash up yet. Go catch an old hen from the henhouse and clean it up."

"Fei Wan, I'll give you two chicken legs."

"Take good care of it. Using your brain is hard work."

When stewing chicken, the distribution of chicken legs represents family status.

Yu Feiwan smiled. She missed the chicken legs far less than Yu Ping and Yu Peng.

Didn’t you see the glistening saliva hanging from the corners of Yu Peng’s mouth?

If she ate both chicken legs, Yu Peng would be sulky for three days.

"Mom, I like chicken wings."

"Give the legs to Pingping and Pengpeng."

Li Lan frowned, "Is there anyone in the world who doesn't like eating chicken legs?"

"If it's not late, don't be humble. Eat when you should. Don't be embarrassed."

"If they hadn't benefited from it with you, they wouldn't even be able to drink chicken soup."

Yu Feiwan:...

Finally, I realized how frightened the general felt after he returned in triumph after having made great contributions.

Harmony, harmony.

Harmony comes first!

She didn't worry about scarcity but inequality. At her age, Yu Peng was still peeing and sleeping every day, so her success depended on her eyes. She didn't want the little guy to feel left out because of the chicken drumsticks.

"I really don't like eating."

Slaughter, bleed, pluck, disembowel...

Yu Shuishan's series of movements flowed smoothly.

At this moment, he is not like a scholar, but like a skilled butcher.

Every household is about to go to sleep, and the smell of chicken finally wafts from the small courtyard of the blue brick house.

Chicken vermicelli, big steamed buns.

Full color and flavor.

Even Yu Feiwan was aroused.

In each bowl, there were two pieces of meat, a spoonful of soup and a few pieces of vermicelli. Li Lan carefully put the remaining chicken into a clay pot and froze it in the yard.

Yu Ping and Yu Peng were very satisfied after eating the chicken legs. Their little eyes narrowed into slits and their mouths were greasy. "This juice tastes so good when dipped in steamed buns."

"Only you know how to eat it!" Li Lan gnawed on the steamed bun, pretending to be disgusted.

(End of this chapter)