Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Because of Tuantuan, the little pistachio, to mediate, Yang Huazhong's anger finally went down.

Both Sun and Yang Ruoqing were relieved at the same time, so much so that Yang Huazhong was left to accompany the two children in the dormitory. When the two of them went to the kitchen to cook dinner, Sun was still patting his heart and saying to Yang Ruoqing:

"Your father is probably really angry today. In the past, how could he be willing to say such things to you!"

Yang Ruoqing also nodded and said, "That's right, I've never seen my father so furious since I grew up."

Mrs. Sun stopped, looked at Yang Ruoqing, and said, "I've been married to him for decades, and I've never seen him like this."

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corners of her mouth in shame, "It's not my father's annoyance, this kind of mistake is really stupid, it's my responsibility, hey!"

Mrs. Sun also showed guilt, "It's my fault too. I shouldn't have screamed so loudly, and you were worried about me, so you ran out."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and rubbed Mrs. Sun's hand, "Okay, mother, let's not rush to take responsibility."

"As my father said just now, everything happened and everything is over. Fortunately, there was no danger, and Yuanyuan finally came back intact."

"So we all have to learn from this incident, and in the future, similar mistakes will never happen again!"

Sun nodded vigorously: "Before the child, there must be no shortage of people!"

Even if the world is collapsing outside, you can't leave your child's side, and you will recognize this dead truth in the future!

The couple came to the kitchen, and Mrs. Sun was about to beat rice to make porridge, but she saw Yang Ruoqing scooped up two bowls of wheat flour from a basin.

"Qing'er, what are you trying to fix?"

Yang Ruoqing said, "Roll the noodles."

Sun was surprised: "You talked to your fourth aunt before, didn't you say that our family eats millet porridge and boiled eggs at night?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "I've changed my mind, let's eat scallion oil noodles at night. I think my father has been busy all day, so he probably didn't eat well. The noodles can satisfy his hunger."

Mrs. Sun thought about it for a while, and said, "Well, what do I need?"

Yang Ruoqing looked around and said, "Mother, there are no green onions in the kitchen, you can go to the small vegetable garden in the backyard and pick some. My aunt planted it and planted a bed."

"Alright!" Mrs. Sun immediately left the kitchen.

When Mrs. Sun picked up a handful of green onions and returned to the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing had already kneaded the noodles. ,

"The color of this side is a bit yellow, is it because of the addition of eggs?" Sun asked.

There is a light in the kitchen, which is very bright, so it is convenient to work.

Yang Ruoqing put the noodles aside, covered it with a bamboo cover and let it wake up for a while.

"Yes, I added two eggs, let's make egg noodles."

Responding to Mrs. Sun's question in her mouth, she stepped in front of Mrs. Sun, took the big handful of chives, put it in a large basin specially used for washing vegetables, scooped clear water from the water tank, and squatted down. Come on, one by one, break it apart carefully and wash it.

Mrs. Sun was not idle either, and took a piece of pork belly left over from noon, about the size of a palm, and cleaned the pork belly there.

The two of them were chatting one after another.

Because what happened to Yuanyuan during the day was too frightening, and there were too many topics related to it, so Tan Shi and Yang Huamei were the ones the couple talked about the most at the moment.

"Your father came back earlier, I was too busy talking to him about Yuanyuan, but I forgot to ask about your grandma." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It must be cured, otherwise it would be impossible to come back."

"I don't know if your grandma has fallen asleep right now. Has anyone brought her something to eat at night?" Mrs. Sun said again.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head, glanced at Mrs. Sun, and said helplessly, "Mother, you have so many things to worry about every day!"

Mrs. Sun smiled embarrassedly, "Hey, what are you worrying about? It's useless at all. In the end, I almost lost my little grandson..."

"Mother, don't talk, don't talk, the past is in the past, let's just do well in the future."

Yang Ruoqing quickly interrupted Mrs. Sun's words, and then washed the chives in her hands.

Mrs. Sun didn't bother with that topic anymore, and continued to chop meat.

Soon, Yang Ruoqing washed the chives, and after draining the water, she came to the pot.

Put two or three times more rapeseed oil than usual for cooking in a small pot and heat it up.

Then cut the chives in your hand into two pieces from the middle and put them in hot oil for frying.

Just eating noodles always feels a little less flavorful, Yang Ruoqing still prefers to eat flavorful noodles.

Fried noodles, noodles with scallion oil will do.

Especially the noodles with scallion oil, the essence is on these scallion oil.

When the scallion oil was almost fried, Yang Ruoqing scooped up the curly and browned scallion and put it on a plate for later use, and put the fragrant scallion oil in the pan into a large open bowl for later use.

"Mom, you roll out the noodles, and I'll fry the minced meat as the topping!"

"okay!"

Mrs. Sun washed her hands, opened the bamboo cover, and took out the dough that was almost proofed inside and threw it on the large eucalyptus board that had already been sprinkled with a layer of dry wheat flour. Roll out the noodles.

Yang Ruoqing wasn't idle here either, she took time to watch Mrs. Sun roll out the noodles and stir-fry the toppings.

The spicy minced meat topping and the topping of dried radish and egg are also fried.

Two kinds of toppings satisfy different tastes.

On the small stove next to it, there is a relatively deep small iron pot, and the water in it is already boiling.

Mrs. Sun hung up the rolled noodles and threw them into the boiling water, and it took half a bowl of tea to get them out. At this time, there were already five bowls neatly arranged on the pot table, three big and two small.

Mrs. Sun put the noodles into five bowls respectively, and then poured a proper amount of noodle soup with a large spoon on them, nourishing the noodles with the noodle soup so that the noodles would not stick together Gnocchi.

"Qing'er, it's almost done here." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, she knew that these noodles were very bland, because there was only a little bit of salt flower in the deep pot earlier, and no oil at all.

So Yang Ruoqing scooped up a large spoonful of fried minced meat sauce into Yang Huazhong's and Sun's bowls, then each put a handful of deep-fried golden green onions into their bowls, and finally, Drizzle with soul mate scallion oil.

The light oil flowers float on the milky white noodle soup, the minced meat is fried to an attractive color, and the hot scallion oil locks the aroma of all the ingredients together. When you insert the tauzi into the noodle bowl, the aroma bomb will be released in the noodle bowl. When it is stirred, it bursts out with a bang, which instantly makes you fall!
Become a slave to delicious food, but enjoy it!
"Qing'er, why don't you eat meat sauce toppings? Why are you a vegetarian?"

Seeing that Yang Ruoqing, who usually likes spicy food the most, put dried radish, egg and minced meat in her noodle bowl, Mrs. Sun couldn't help being surprised.