Age: My Small World

Chapter 467 New Year’s Eve Dinner

"Xiaoshan, be careful, it's hot."

Yang Yumei made a large plate for Yang Jun, which looked like there were about thirty or forty pieces.

"Second sister, don't take it all for me, leave some for Aunt Ping and mother."

"Xiaoshan, you eat first and don't worry about us." Fan Ping said happily and continued to make dumplings.

Yang Jun said no more and started eating in peace.

The dumpling wrappers were rolled out very smoothly and were relatively thin. They tasted very fresh and did not steal the flavor of the filling. If Yang Jun were to do it, he would have to cheat using the ability of the small world to achieve this level.

As he kept saying "delicious", the dumplings were quickly eaten up.

After lunch, and with the ingredients for dinner ready, everyone took a break and started chatting.

Sitting around the stove, Cheng Xiaoyu brought out a basin of dried pumpkin seeds and chatted while eating them, feeling extremely comfortable.

Cheng Aimin didn't understand what the adults said. His eyelids drooped and he began to stagger. Then he simply fell asleep on Yang Jun's arms.

"Brother Xiaoshan, I'll carry Aimin into the house and take him to sleep for a while."

"It's okay, I'll do it."

Cheng Aimin is not as thin as before, but he is not fat either. He only weighs about 50 kilograms. He still needs to eat more good food to make up for it.

Cheng Xiaoyu followed behind and helped him pull open the quilt in the room in advance.

After they put Cheng Aimin down, they decided not to go back and sat at the end of the bed hand in hand.

"Xiao Yu'er, I'm going to the provincial capital tomorrow and it will take four or five days for me to come back. You should stay at home well during this time."

"what?"

Cheng Xiaoyu asked in surprise and reluctance, "Why are you going for so long?"

She knew Yang Jun still had things to do, but she didn't expect him to be away for so long.

When he comes back, the two of them will probably have to leave for Beijing to go to school, and they will not have much time at home.

"I'm sorry I can't be with you these few days."

Yang Jun kissed her forehead, which made Cheng Xiaoyu's depressed mood suddenly improve a lot.

A pair of beautiful eyes glared at him: "Still at home."

"I really can't wait to go back to the capital right now, then..." Yang Jun looked as if he wanted to eat her, and Cheng Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat. He had already swayed her so many times, how could she still not understand what he meant.

"Brother Xiaoshan..."

Seeing the little girl's eyes were moist, Yang Jun quickly stopped his impulse.

Not only boys have strong thoughts in this regard, girls do the same, or even stronger, especially when Xiaoyuer's relatives have just left. If they really provoke them, there will be a big fight.

"Ahem, let's go out and take a look. Maybe we'll have to cook later."

"Hehe!" Cheng Xiaoyu pinched him lightly, then followed him out the door with a smile on her face.

Dinner was indeed prepared very early. After chatting in front of the kang for only two or three hours, my mother and Aunt Ping started cooking dinner.

The first thing to do is fry the meatballs.

Making homemade flour meatballs is very simple. You just need to mix the paste, pour it into hot oil and fry it until it is shaped, then fry it twice. Such meatballs may not look round, but they taste very fragrant. If you stew them together with other dishes, the flavor will be more transparent.

It is impossible to use oil like this on a daily basis.

Moreover, Cheng Xiaoyu's family couldn't save so much oil, so it was all brought by Yang Jun.

Hundreds of kilograms of oil have been stored in his little world, and he cannot finish it all by himself.

In addition to lard, he also uses peanuts and soybeans to squeeze oil. Different types have different tastes.

If we hadn't stopped growing peanuts and soybeans later, we might have had several thousand kilograms of oil by now.

"Fuck!"

As soon as the flour paste was put into the pot, it started to sizzle, and then a fragrance filled the whole kitchen.

With the woman present, Yang Jun had no chance to take action at all.

So it was his second sister and Xiaoyuer who were busy working together, and he could only nod and comment on the side. After frying the first one, Cheng Xiaoyu picked it up with chopsticks, blew on it, and then handed it to Yang Jun, saying with a smile, "Brother Xiaoshan, try it first."

"Xiao Yu'er, we haven't even got the marriage certificate yet, and you're already treating Xiao Shan like your master. How can you marry him?"

The second sister joked.

Cheng Xiaoyu said shyly: "Second sister, I...I just want to let Brother Xiaoshan have a taste, right?"

"Okay, okay, okay. You didn't even ask me if it tasted right, but just asked Xiaoshan."

"Second sister, please stop teasing Xiaoyuer. She gets shy easily." Yang Jun pulled the shy little girl helplessly.

But the two of them were just joking, so there was no need for him to interfere.

"Xiao Yu'er is just shy. We are all family after all. You should be more generous in the future." The second sister turned around and started whispering to Cheng Xiaoyu, which made the little girl's face turn even redder. No one knew what she was talking about.

Yang Jun had no intention of eavesdropping. He took a bite of the meatball and nodded, "It's almost done."

"Okay, then follow this standard."

Then many pieces of sticky dough were put into the pot, and oil splashed everywhere.

Both girls were wearing sleeves and did not get burned.

After making the meatballs, I have to stew a pot of chicken.

Cheng Xiaoyu bought the chicken herself. It took her a long time to choose one. The meat looked very firm.

With both sides working together, cooking is quick.

It was almost five o'clock and the meal was almost done.

"Xiao Yu'er, go wake up Ai Min and get ready for dinner."

"I know mother."

Cheng Xiaoyu ran to Cheng Aimin's room in one step, and soon came out carrying her dazed brother.

"Ai Min, prepare to fire the cannon."

Yang Jun's words made him completely sober.

"Brother Xiaoshan, wait for me for a moment. I'll wash my face."

In order to set off firecrackers, Cheng Aimin simply poured some cold water on his face and rubbed it, and he immediately felt refreshed.

"Haha, this little guy." Yang Jun looked helpless.

"Okay, I'll give you the firecrackers, but don't let them blow up on yourself."

He handed over a string of firecrackers and a box of matches. Cheng Aimin took them happily, and then couldn't wait to light the match and start setting off the firecrackers.

Cheng Xiaoyu subconsciously hid behind Yang Jun, and leaned out to warn him, "Ai Min, be careful."

"I know, sister."

Yang Yumei rushed into the house and hid inside with her mother and the others to listen for any noise.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Crack!"

The sound of firecrackers ignited the hustle and bustle of the entire Fanjiazhuang, and also foreshadowed the beginning of the last meal of the year.

"Oh oh oh, firecrackers are setting off!" Cheng Aimin spun around happily.

Yang Jun noticed the little girl's strong hands behind him and grabbed her.

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

"Well, I'm not afraid." Cheng Xiaoyu, who always considers herself a manly woman, pretended to be calm.

Yang Jun did not expose her. After the firecrackers stopped, he pulled her into the house.

As for Cheng Aimin, he searched in the smoke of firecrackers for a while, and when he didn't find any remaining firecrackers, he gave up and went back to the house.

It’s time to eat the New Year’s Eve dinner.

(End of this chapter)