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Chapter 36 Stew yourself in an iron pot! !

"Yes, I asked Uncle Wang at that time, but he asked me to ask the second child." Tang Danniu said to the old lady, but she looked at Zhang Chenfei curiously, "Do you want to kill pigs at home? ?”

"Why kill a pig?" Zhang Chenfei sighed and told his sister-in-law and grandma that he was going to take a pot bath.

The old lady was silent for a while after listening, her mouth moved several times, but she didn't say anything out of concern for her grandson's feelings.

Tang Danniu didn't care about that. She was a fast-talking person, "I'm not talking about Da Fei, are you okay with your brain? As for the pot bath you mentioned, if you can't control the heat, it will become an iron pot." Have you stewed yourself??”

Growing up, she had only heard of goose stewed in an iron pot, but she had never heard of her own stew in an iron pot! ! !

If this is cooked, the courtyard will be filled with fragrance???
  When Zhang Chenfei heard this, his hands shook, and the dumpling stuffing on the chopsticks fell directly on the table. While he picked up the stuffing and wrapped it in the dumplings, he said in a low voice: "It's not that exaggerated."

"What kind of iron pot are you stewing yourself in??" Zhang Chenliang had just gotten off work and happened to hear his wife grinning. He immediately scolded him with dissatisfaction, "Is Tang Danniu just old but not wise? How can anyone say that about his brother-in-law? No If you can talk, shut up!!!”

Being scolded by her man in front of so many people, Tang Danniu immediately wanted to get angry, but after thinking about it, she suppressed it.

Angry in her heart, she ignored her man and just turned her face to look at Zhang Chenfei: "Anyway, when you take a bath, my brother, you have to tell your brother or nephews in advance and ask them to light a fire for you, in case something goes wrong. , let them rescue you quickly!!!"

If it was really cooked, it would be an injustice, she added silently in her heart.

Zhang Fendou got dressed and came to the kitchen window. When he heard what he said, he quickly poked his head in and said loudly: "Mom, don't worry, I have a good relationship with my second uncle. From now on, my second uncle will light the fire while taking a shower. I will definitely not take a nap. No way." Let him be cooked!!!”

"I can make a fire too!!!"

"I can too!!"

"And I!!!"

After a while, four little heads were lying on the windowsill.

Zhang Chenfei turned to look at the little carrot heads: "Thank you!!"

"Get out of here and stop making fun of your second uncle!!" Zhang Chenliang sent his sons away and went to the table to help.

There are twelve people in their family, and they have ten mouths to eat. A meal of dumplings starts at 300, and making dumplings is almost like fighting.

When it was completely dark, Lao Zhang's dumplings finally came out of the pot.

There are many people, so the dumplings are not served one plate at a time, but each person has a big bowl with soup and dumplings in it, so you can eat and drink.

As for the mashed garlic, there is also a small bowl placed in the middle of the Eight Immortals table. Whoever likes it can dip the dumplings in his own bowl.

The six little boys of the Zhang family were like six little tigers. When Tang Danniu gave an order, the six little boys put their heads into the bowl and began to purr.

While eating, he was still discussing how good his recent food was.

In the past, there was no meat all year round. Recently, the pheasants are eaten as pork, the pork is eaten as roasted chicken, and the roasted chicken is eaten as dumplings.

"In days like this, this is what the emperors in ancient times were like!!" Zhang Fenjin said like a kid.

The eldest brother Zhang Ping'an swallowed the dumplings in his mouth and told his younger brother: "Fourth brother, you are wrong. The emperor's food is not as good as ours!"

"Our teacher said that even though the emperor has many dishes in front of him, many of them are inedible. They are all displayed for viewing."

He picked up a hot dumpling and twirled it in front of his brothers: "It's just such a hot fried cabbage dumpling, but he can't eat it!!!"

After finishing speaking, he put the dumplings into his mouth and chewed them with big mouthfuls. Compared to the little guy who had been happily eating dumplings for several days, Zhang Chenfei and the other four adults seemed much calmer.

While Zhang Chenfei was eating, he asked his brother why he only had to learn typing at noon recently.

"Li Youbing opened a vegetable wholesale store in partnership with others. I help him clean up the rest of the time." Zhang Chenfei said.

Zhang Chenliang nodded: "You are all just kidding. You have to help him when he has something to do."

"Support is for support. After all, we are good friends and this is inevitable." Tang Danniu interjected, "But if you want me to say that the typist didn't take the exam!!!"

"The typist still has to take the exam." Zhang Chenfei took a sip of dumpling soup.

"What's the test? Why don't you know how to calculate accounts??" "I've asked about it. The monthly salary of working as a typist in a factory is only more than thirty. If you have that time, you might as well write a few more words at home. !!!"

"Writing 2,000 words a day makes at least eight yuan! If you use your working time to write, you can't earn more than ten yuan a day??"

Tang Danniu waved her arms as she spoke, as if you don't know how to settle accounts.

Because he was so excited, the dumpling stuffing in his mouth squirted all over Zhang Fufeng’s face.

Zhang Pingan and Zhang Shunsui were overjoyed when they saw it.

Should! ! You know clearly that your mother likes to talk without swallowing anything during meals, but you still sit next to her. Who else would you spray if you don't? ?

Zhang Fendou didn't care at all about the gloating looks in his brothers' eyes. He wiped his face, picked up the bowl and was about to drink the dumpling soup.

Seeing this, Zhang Chenfei's eyes flashed with annoyance: "Third brother, stop drinking, it's all your mother's saliva."

"No, what's wrong with my saliva??" Tang Danniu stared, "Is there shit in my mouth? Why can't I drink it??"

"Gudong, Gudong." Zhang Fendou drank a gulp of porridge, looked up at Zhang Chenfei, and said slowly, "Second uncle, what did you just say?"

Ah, this
  Zhang Chenfei saw that the dumpling soup in his nephew's bowl had reached the bottom, swallowed his saliva and said, "It's okay, are you full? If not, there are still dumplings in the pot."

"Oh." Zhang Fendou lowered his head and drank the rest of Fu Gen'er. He raised his head, stuck out his tongue and slowly licked the crumbs of steamed bread on his lips, then slowly got up and went to the kitchen to serve dumplings.

Tang Danniu looked at his back and sighed: "This kid is a tortoise, I don't know who to follow."

Grandma Zhang has a small appetite because she is old. After eating ten dumplings, she put down the bowl and chopsticks and started smoking cigarettes.

Hearing this, he blew out a smoke ring and said, "Who do you want? It's up to you to be a man, you can't beat a guy with eight sticks!!! Since I was a kid, I didn't even know how to get rid of the big snot in my mouth unless it flowed into my mouth!!!"

Zhang Chenliang, who was immersed in pain at the side: ".??"

You're so good, why are you operating on me again?
  Zhang Chenfei saw that his elder brother was pitiful, so he quickly changed the topic: "Sister-in-law, you don't understand. Writing novels requires inspiration. It's not like you mending socks, trying to mend a few pairs of socks every day."

Seeing Tang Da Niu's confused look, she added, "It's just like eating. Your meal is two bowls. If I give you more time, you won't be able to eat three bowls."

Only then did Tang Da Niu understand. She suddenly realized that she leaned into Zhang Chenliang's ear and whispered, "So writing a novel is almost the same as what you are doing, right? You can only do it once a night. No matter how much I push you, you can't do it." Come a second time.”

"Ahem, cough." Zhang Chenliang choked on the dumpling soup and raised his chopsticks to slap Tang Da Niu, "I'll beat you to death!! You shameless thing!!"

Tang Danniu hurriedly hid behind the old lady: "No, I didn't yell loudly, why am I so shameless??"

(End of this chapter)