My Lady Fairy

after preparing the milk powder and testing the temperature, Liu Suqin took the bottle from Yang Guo, and she robbed the feeding right. In her words, in those days, she was able to raise song Zhiwen, the unlucky baby. Now, is there a problem feeding a baby less than a month old?

Qiqi saw the pacifier stretched out to her mouth, obediently opened her small mouth and gently sucked it. Her big sparkling eyes looked at her father for a moment, and then turned back to see the not too old grandmother holding her. Liu Suqin looked at Qiqi, and the deep wrinkles in the corners of her eyes stretched out, as if she were ten years younger.

"Yang Guo, Yang Guo," Liu Suqin shouted without lifting her head, "get a wet towel quickly. Qiqi woke up with some eye droppings in the corners of her eyes."

Yang Guo slowly turned out Qiqi's small towel in his backpack, moistened it with hot water, and took it after feeling that the temperature was suitable.

"Why is it so slow?" Impatient Liu Suqin urged. She put the bottle on the table before picking up the towel. Qiqi saw that the pacifier was pulled open and cried out.

"Ouch, little ancestor, don't worry, don't worry, let Grandma wipe your eyes before drinking!" Liu Suqin quickly coaxed Qi Qi up, gently wiped the corners of Qi Qi's eyes with a wet towel, and then turned over to wipe Qi Qi's face with a clean side.

Yang Guo took the small towel and washed it in the kitchen sink.

"Yang Guo, Yang Guo," Liu Suqin shouted again, "come out, come out."

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Yang Guo hurriedly wrung the towel dry and came out.

"She wants to cry as soon as she can't see you." Liu Suqin said without hesitation, "really, don't listen to grandma!"

As soon as Yang Guo came out, he saw Qiqi's small mouth shriveled, and tears rolled in her eyes. He hurried over, and Qiqi finally saw the body that made her feel at ease through hazy tears. After a blink, she finally didn't cry. Well, the towel is washed in vain! Yang Guo grabbed the towel and wiped her tears.

"You have to let her see me in her eyes." Yang Guo laughed.

"It's really your own daughter!" Liu Suqin said discontentedly, "follow closely!"

Yang Guo was happy and said, "godmother, I'll show you something." He took out the information bag from the interlayer of his backpack, took out a stack of documents, sat over and turned it over to Liu Suqin.

"Yang Guo is Yang LUOQI's biological father," Liu Suqin said with a smile as she read the line. "You boy, put it away quickly. Do I still want to see this thing? You see, she and you are the same mold! You can't run away!"

"Is this what Lao Song said?" Liu Suqin asked.

"Yes, the paternity test report, ID card, household register and copies are all here." Yang Guo pats the information bag.

"Remember to give Lao song back later."

About 5:30, the nanny came.

"Hey, Yang Guo is here today!" The nanny greeted while changing slippers at the shoe cabinet.

"Hello, aunt Mao." Yang Guo stood up.

"Are you here? Is the power of my aunt going to be handed over to you again today? I don't know what delicious food I can steal today?" Aunt Mao laughed.

"Where, aunt Mao, you are too modest, and the soup you cooked is good!"

"Sister Liu, eh, whose child is this?" Aunt Mao came in and saw Qiqi drinking milk in Liu Suqin's arms.

"Haha, here, don't you just stand in front of you?" Liu Suqin laughed.

"Yang Guo's?" Aunt Mao said in surprise, "I haven't seen you bring it before."

Aunt Mao came from the countryside. She has seen too many young people get married and have children in their teens, so she is not as surprised as others that Yang Guo had children in her early twenties.

"It was born at the end of last month." Yang Guo said with a smile.

When it was time to cook, Liu Suqin had to pick up a chair and sit in the dining room with Qiqi in her arms. The door of the kitchen was transparent, so that Qiqi could see the figure of Yang Guo and would not make trouble.

"Cook spareribs soup?" Aunt Mao asked.

"OK." Yang Guo nodded.

They took out bass, shrimp, streaky pork, beef, ribs, green vegetables, carrots, corn, lotus roots, onions and chives from the refrigerator.

First deal with the ingredients. Aunt Mao picked up the shrimp and wanted to shell it to one side. Yang Guo stopped her and said, "aunt Mao, today, you don't have to peel all the shrimp. Take off the shrimp whiskers, cut the back shell with scissors, and then pick the shrimp line."

Yang Guo found the fans from the cabinet, took a basin and filled it with blisters, and then began to cut streaky pork. A long streaky pork, only heard "Si Dong, Si Dong" a series of knives. When Aunt Mao looked back, she had been cut into blocks half a finger wide and two fingers long. Although the speed was fast, the shape of the meat was even in size.

Yang Guo put the sliced streaky pork in the nearby dish and ignored it.

"Don't you need to pickle it?" Aunt Mao asked strangely.

"No, this one will taste by stewing later." Yang Guo cut the beef in his hand and said, "by the way, aunt Mao, the shrimp over there will be salted with salt and cooking wine later."

Beef was cut into thin slices about one centimeter thick. YangGuo was salted with cornflour, ginger slices, pepper, cooking wine, soy sauce and soybean oil on the plate.

After doing this, Yang Guo didn't continue to deal with bass, but washed his hands and opened two stoves, a casserole for boiling water and a hot pot.

Aunt Mao took the knife and chopping block and washed it briefly. She took care of her ribs, radish, corn and lotus root.

When the pot is hot, add half a spoonful of oil into the YangGuo, then pour in the streaky pork and stir fry over low heat. When the meat became yellowish, Yang Guo patted a few cloves of garlic and ginger into it, fried it twice, added soy sauce to brighten it, then poured yellow rice wine and scooped a spoonful of sugar.

After stir frying, Yang Guo lifted the pot with his left hand and slowly poured the fried streaky pork into the casserole. After boiling water in a casserole, turn the fire down, cover it and simmer slowly.

"What is the name of this streaky pork?" Aunt Mao asked. She also disposed of her spare ribs and other ingredients, put them into an electric soup cooker that specializes in boiling soup and began to cook.

"This practice is said to be Hakka, but there is no special name." Yang Guo laughed.

Wiped his sweat, he took out the bass. Although it was not so fresh after freezing, Yang Guo still planned to make steamed bass. The internal organs of the bass have been treated. Yang Guo just cut gently at the middle seam of the fish's back. This knife is mainly to prevent its skin from being broken by the steam when steaming, so as to better protect the appearance of the fish. After cutting, add cooking wine, salt and pepper to coat and pickle.

In the process of waiting, Yang Guo took a piece of scallion and cut it into thin wires, and the ginger was also treated. Some shredded ginger and scallion are stuffed into the belly of the fish, and some are separately padded at the bottom and sprinkled on the surface.

Aunt Mao nearby helped cook and choose vegetables. Yang Guo picked up the vermicelli and spread them on a plate. The shrimp was spread symmetrically with the shrimp head inward and the shrimp tail outward, and sprinkled with minced garlic.

Open the casserole, stir the streaky pork with YangGuo to prevent it from sticking, and then cook it.

It's time to start cooking!

Before that, YangGuo put the bass into the steamer, put it on the electric cooker, and steam the fish with the steam of cooking.

After the wok is hot, add some oil to the YangGuo, fry the chopped onions, pick them up and put them on the plate, and then add oil to fry the beef. Beef can't be fried too long. It will be old after too long. When it's almost discolored, you can pour in the onions just now, add oyster sauce and soy sauce and stir fry it, mainly stir fry the sauce and pull it into the cleaned plate.

Aunt Mao helped wash the dishes and serve the dishes, so Yang Guo wouldn't be in such a hurry.

Yang Guo then boiled a dish of green vegetables, picked them up, drenched with hot oil and mixed soy sauce, aunt Mao hurried out, hurried back to the kitchen to wash a pair of chopsticks and stir them up.

With a bang of closing the door, song Zhiwen came back.

"Lao Guo! Are you cooking? It smells good!" Others arrive first!

Song Zhiwen wanted to take aunt Mao's chopsticks and add a piece of beef to eat. Liu Suqin scolded him, "just came back and wanted to steal!"

"Where can I steal food? I just want to help aunt Mao mix vegetables!" Song Zhiwen withdrew his hand and said.

"Hum, I don't know you yet?" Liu Suqin smiled a little triumphantly.

Yang Guo leaned out his head and said, "wait a minute, I'll do it right away!"

Qiqi saw her father sticking out his head and thought it was playing games again. She opened her mouth and cried happily.

Yang Guo washed the pot, put water to boil, and then he put it into an inverted plate, then put the plate containing shrimp in it, cover the pot and steam. To estimate the time, he opened the lid of the rice cooker and looked at the bass in the steamer. The fish eyes bulged, and the fish was steamed!

After waiting for another half a minute, the rice was cooked, and Yang Guo unplugged the wire.

After twoorthree minutes, Yang Guo lifted the lid of the pot, took out the right vermicelli, opened the side shrimp, and sprinkled some scallions. It's not over yet! He washed the pot, heated it with oil, scooped up a spoonful and poured it on the shrimp, making a sizzling sound. Finally, she ordered soy sauce and sesame oil, and then motioned aunt Mao to take it out.

Yang Guo took the bass out of the steamer with a clip and gently poured the steam condensed water from the plate. He scooped up the remaining hot oil in the pot and poured it on the fish, then mixed some special soy sauce and poured it on it. The white and tender fish with its back cocked up forms a sharp contrast with the dark sauce at the bottom of the plate. Smelling the fragrance can make people move their fingers!

At this time, song Chunfang also came back! He was also happily teasing Qiqi in the dining room, while song Zhiwen was on the side, staring at the delicious food on the table, drooling all over the floor.

After aunt Mao washed the dishes and chopsticks, she left and went home. Liu Suqin asked her to stay and let her eat together. Aunt Mao declined with a smile. She also had children at home, so it was inconvenient to stay for dinner.

"Here comes the fish!" Yang Guo, wearing an apron and carrying steamed bass, shouted loudly, "wash your hands and eat quickly. When it cools, the taste will be bad!"

Song Zhiwen ran first with a smile.

Yang Guo turned off the stove, rolled it around with a towel, held the steaming casserole, and served the streaky pork on the table.

Song Zhiwen picked up his chopsticks, directly took a piece of streaky pork from the juicy casserole, blew it twice, and stuffed it into the mouth. The streaky pork was still very hot. Song Zhiwen grinned and stirred the meat in his mouth, spitting hot air, thumbed up and said, "hiss, oh, delicious! Hiss, it's so delicious!" I can't pronounce clearly.

Song Chunfang helped bring out the soup of lotus root and corn ribs, and Yang Guo also brought up the rice in the rice cooker and put it on the mat of the table.

He washed his hands, unfolded the stroller, took Qiqi, and sat in the stroller with her in his arms. Qiqi also wanted her father to hold her for a while. "Aha" called twice. Yang Guo kissed her and said with a smile, "Qiqi, why don't you sit down for a while before dad hugs you after dinner?"

Qiqi calmed down and looked at her father with round eyes as he sat down at the table. Several people picked up rice and ate vegetables. As they ate, they gave their father a thumbs up. As if this was a family dinner on New Year's Eve, everyone's expression was very happy, and their smiles were filled with happiness. The steaming food softened the lights and made the atmosphere of the dining room more warm. After preparing the milk powder and testing the temperature, Liu Suqin took the bottle from Yang Guo, and she robbed the feeding right. In her words, she was able to pull up song Zhiwen, the unlucky baby, and now there is a problem feeding a baby less than a month old?

Qiqi saw the pacifier stretched out to her mouth, obediently opened her small mouth and gently sucked it. Her big sparkling eyes looked at her father for a moment, and then turned back to see the not too old grandmother holding her. Liu Suqin looked at Qiqi, and the deep wrinkles in the corners of her eyes stretched out, as if she were ten years younger.

"Yang Guo, Yang Guo," Liu Suqin shouted without lifting her head, "get a wet towel quickly. Qiqi woke up with some eye droppings in the corners of her eyes."

Yang Guo slowly turned out Qiqi's small towel in his backpack, moistened it with hot water, and took it after feeling that the temperature was suitable.

"Why is it so slow?" Impatient Liu Suqin urged. She put the bottle on the table before picking up the towel. Qiqi saw that the pacifier was pulled open and cried out.

"Ouch, little ancestor, don't worry, don't worry, let Grandma wipe your eyes before drinking!" Liu Suqin quickly coaxed Qi Qi up, gently wiped the corners of Qi Qi's eyes with a wet towel, and then turned over to wipe Qi Qi's face with a clean side.

Yang Guo took the small towel and washed it in the kitchen sink.

"Yang Guo, Yang Guo," Liu Suqin shouted again, "come out, come out."

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Yang Guo hurriedly wrung the towel dry and came out.

"She wants to cry as soon as she can't see you." Liu Suqin said without hesitation, "really, don't listen to grandma!"

As soon as Yang Guo came out, he saw Qiqi's small mouth shriveled, and tears rolled in her eyes. He hurried over, and Qiqi finally saw the body that made her feel at ease through hazy tears. After a blink, she finally didn't cry. Well, the towel is washed in vain! Yang Guo grabbed the towel and wiped her tears.

"You have to let her see me in her eyes." Yang Guo laughed.

"It's really your own daughter!" Liu Suqin said discontentedly, "follow closely!"

Yang Guo was happy and said, "godmother, I'll show you something." He took out the information bag from the interlayer of his backpack, took out a stack of documents, sat over and turned it over to Liu Suqin.

"Yang Guo is Yang LUOQI's biological father," Liu Suqin said with a smile as she read the line. "You boy, put it away quickly. Do I still want to see this thing? You see, she and you are the same mold! You can't run away!"

"Is this what Lao Song said?" Liu Suqin asked.

"Yes, the paternity test report, ID card, household register and copies are all here." Yang Guo pats the information bag.

"Remember to give Lao song back later."

About 5:30, the nanny came.

"Hey, Yang Guo is here today!" The nanny greeted while changing slippers at the shoe cabinet.

"Hello, aunt Mao." Yang Guo stood up.

"Are you here? Is the power of my aunt going to be handed over to you again today? I don't know what delicious food I can steal today?" Aunt Mao laughed.

"Where, aunt Mao, you are too modest, and the soup you cooked is good!"

"Sister Liu, eh, whose child is this?" Aunt Mao came in and saw Qiqi drinking milk in Liu Suqin's arms.

"Haha, here, don't you just stand in front of you?" Liu Suqin laughed.

"Yang Guo's?" Aunt Mao said in surprise, "I haven't seen you bring it before."

Aunt Mao came from the countryside. She has seen too many young people get married and have children in their teens, so she is not as surprised as others that Yang Guo had children in her early twenties.

"It was born at the end of last month." Yang Guo said with a smile.

When it was time to cook, Liu Suqin had to pick up a chair and sit in the dining room with Qiqi in her arms. The door of the kitchen was transparent, so that Qiqi could see the figure of Yang Guo and would not make trouble.

"Cook spareribs soup?" Aunt Mao asked.

"OK." Yang Guo nodded.

They took out bass, shrimp, streaky pork, beef, ribs, green vegetables, carrots, corn, lotus roots, onions and chives from the refrigerator.

First deal with the ingredients. Aunt Mao picked up the shrimp and wanted to shell it to one side. Yang Guo stopped her and said, "aunt Mao, today, you don't have to peel all the shrimp. Take off the shrimp whiskers, cut the back shell with scissors, and then pick the shrimp line."

Yang Guo found the fans from the cabinet, took a basin and filled it with blisters, and then began to cut streaky pork. A long streaky pork, only heard "Si Dong, Si Dong" a series of knives. When Aunt Mao looked back, she had been cut into blocks half a finger wide and two fingers long. Although the speed was fast, the shape of the meat was even in size.

Yang Guo put the sliced streaky pork in the nearby dish and ignored it.

"Don't you need to pickle it?" Aunt Mao asked strangely.

"No, this one will taste by stewing later." Yang Guo cut the beef in his hand and said, "by the way, aunt Mao, the shrimp over there will be salted with salt and cooking wine later."

Beef was cut into thin slices about one centimeter thick. YangGuo was salted with cornflour, ginger slices, pepper, cooking wine, soy sauce and soybean oil on the plate.

After doing this, Yang Guo didn't continue to deal with bass, but washed his hands and opened two stoves, a casserole for boiling water and a hot pot.

Aunt Mao took the knife and chopping block and washed it briefly. She took care of her ribs, radish, corn and lotus root.

When the pot is hot, add half a spoonful of oil into the YangGuo, then pour in the streaky pork and stir fry over low heat. When the meat became yellowish, Yang Guo patted a few cloves of garlic and ginger into it, fried it twice, added soy sauce to brighten it, then poured yellow rice wine and scooped a spoonful of sugar.

After stir frying, Yang Guo lifted the pot with his left hand and slowly poured the fried streaky pork into the casserole. After boiling water in a casserole, turn the fire down, cover it and simmer slowly.

"What is the name of this streaky pork?" Aunt Mao asked. She also disposed of her spare ribs and other ingredients, put them into an electric soup cooker that specializes in boiling soup and began to cook.

"This practice is said to be Hakka, but there is no special name." Yang Guo laughed.

Wiped his sweat, he took out the bass. Although it was not so fresh after freezing, Yang Guo still planned to make steamed bass. The internal organs of the bass have been treated. Yang Guo just cut gently at the middle seam of the fish's back. This knife is mainly to prevent its skin from being broken by the steam when steaming, so as to better protect the appearance of the fish. After cutting, add cooking wine, salt and pepper to coat and pickle.

In the process of waiting, Yang Guo took a piece of scallion and cut it into thin wires, and the ginger was also treated. Some shredded ginger and scallion are stuffed into the belly of the fish, and some are separately padded at the bottom and sprinkled on the surface.

Aunt Mao nearby helped cook and choose vegetables. Yang Guo picked up the vermicelli and spread them on a plate. The shrimp was spread symmetrically with the shrimp head inward and the shrimp tail outward, and sprinkled with minced garlic.

Open the casserole, stir the streaky pork with YangGuo to prevent it from sticking, and then cook it.

It's time to start cooking!

Before that, YangGuo put the bass into the steamer, put it on the electric cooker, and steam the fish with the steam of cooking.

After the wok is hot, add some oil to the YangGuo, fry the chopped onions, pick them up and put them on the plate, and then add oil to fry the beef. Beef can't be fried too long. It will be old after too long. When it's almost discolored, you can pour in the onions just now, add oyster sauce and soy sauce and stir fry it, mainly stir fry the sauce and pull it into the cleaned plate.

Aunt Mao helped wash the dishes and serve the dishes, so Yang Guo wouldn't be in such a hurry.

Yang Guo then boiled a dish of green vegetables, picked them up, drenched with hot oil and mixed soy sauce, aunt Mao hurried out, hurried back to the kitchen to wash a pair of chopsticks and stir them up.

With a bang of closing the door, song Zhiwen came back.

"Lao Guo! Are you cooking? It smells good!" Others arrive first!

Song Zhiwen wanted to take aunt Mao's chopsticks and add a piece of beef to eat. Liu Suqin scolded him, "just came back and wanted to steal!"

"Where can I steal food? I just want to help aunt Mao mix vegetables!" Song Zhiwen withdrew his hand and said.

"Hum, I don't know you yet?" Liu Suqin smiled a little triumphantly.

Yang Guo leaned out his head and said, "wait a minute, I'll do it right away!"

Qiqi saw her father sticking out his head and thought it was playing games again. She opened her mouth and cried happily.

Yang Guo washed the pot, put water to boil, and then he put it into an inverted plate, then put the plate containing shrimp in it, cover the pot and steam. To estimate the time, he opened the lid of the rice cooker and looked at the bass in the steamer. The fish eyes bulged, and the fish was steamed!

After waiting for another half a minute, the rice was cooked, and Yang Guo unplugged the wire.

After twoorthree minutes, Yang Guo lifted the lid of the pot, took out the right vermicelli, opened the side shrimp, and sprinkled some scallions. It's not over yet! He washed the pot, heated it with oil, scooped up a spoonful and poured it on the shrimp, making a sizzling sound. Finally, she ordered soy sauce and sesame oil, and then motioned aunt Mao to take it out.

Yang Guo took the bass out of the steamer with a clip and gently poured the steam condensed water from the plate. He scooped up the remaining hot oil in the pot and poured it on the fish, then mixed some special soy sauce and poured it on it. The white and tender fish with its back cocked up forms a sharp contrast with the dark sauce at the bottom of the plate. Smelling the fragrance can make people move their fingers!

At this time, song Chunfang also came back! He was also happily teasing Qiqi in the dining room, while song Zhiwen was on the side, staring at the delicious food on the table, drooling all over the floor.

After aunt Mao washed the dishes and chopsticks, she left and went home. Liu Suqin asked her to stay and let her eat together. Aunt Mao declined with a smile. She also had children at home, so it was inconvenient to stay for dinner.

"Here comes the fish!" Yang Guo, wearing an apron and carrying steamed bass, shouted loudly, "wash your hands and eat quickly. When it cools, the taste will be bad!"

Song Zhiwen ran first with a smile.

Yang Guo turned off the stove, rolled it around with a towel, held the steaming casserole, and served the streaky pork on the table.

Song Zhiwen picked up his chopsticks, directly took a piece of streaky pork from the juicy casserole, blew it twice, and stuffed it into the mouth. The streaky pork was still very hot. Song Zhiwen grinned and stirred the meat in his mouth, spitting hot air, thumbed up and said, "hiss, oh, delicious! Hiss, it's so delicious!" I can't pronounce clearly.

Song Chunfang helped bring out the soup of lotus root and corn ribs, and Yang Guo also brought up the rice in the rice cooker and put it on the mat of the table.

He washed his hands, unfolded the stroller, took Qiqi, and sat in the stroller with her in his arms. Qiqi also wanted her father to hold her for a while. "Aha" called twice. Yang Guo kissed her and said with a smile, "Qiqi, why don't you sit down for a while before dad hugs you after dinner?"

Qiqi calmed down and looked at her father with round eyes as he sat down at the table. Several people picked up rice and ate vegetables. As they ate, they gave their father a thumbs up. As if this was a family dinner on New Year's Eve, everyone's expression was very happy, and their smiles were filled with happiness. The steaming food softened the lights and made the atmosphere of the dining room more warm.

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