1990s: Spring Water Family

Chapter 51 implicitly acknowledges that he is her future brother-in-law.
"You just don't understand, do you?"

Li Yan teased him with a smile: "I'm eating this on purpose for the audience to whet their appetite and make them enjoy watching it. They can feel the charm of Shandong cuisine even through the screen."

"You're right, you're justified."

The cameraman gestured with his thumb, indicating his agreement with her statement.

Li Yan's eyes crinkled with laughter, and she ate with even greater gusto.

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The radish balls are fried and ready; the first dish is now filmed.

The crew members all happily crowded around, eager to try it out.

Without a moment's rest, under her grandmother's guidance, Lin Xiyu washed the pork belly, chopped it into minced meat, and prepared to fry the lotus root.

The most crucial step in making fried lotus root is slicing it.

The two lotus root slices for stuffing the meat should not be separated at the bottom. Blanch the sliced ​​lotus root in hot water for a few minutes until softened, then remove and dry. Stuff the prepared meat filling into the lotus root slices, coat them with batter, and deep-fry them over low heat.

The number of couplings is not large, only a dozen or so.

Lin Xiyu didn't want to waste any oil, so she cleaned up the leftover oil residue from frying the radish balls, poured the oil back into the pot, and continued frying the lotus root.

The frying time for the dough balls is slightly longer than that for the radish balls. She patiently stayed by the stove, occasionally turning them with a strainer to prevent the batter from sticking to the bottom of the pot.

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As darkness fell, lights came on in the alley, and Grandma turned on the lamp hanging at the entrance of the main room to illuminate the way for the production crew.

"It smells so good, it's fried lotus root and radish balls."

Just then, Xu Yi ran in from outside the gate, drawn by the aroma.

"You silly child, you were having so much fun, and you're only just getting back now?"

When Chen Xiulan saw her son, she glared at him and scolded him irritably.

"Hehe, I learned to swim from Brother Bin."

Xu Yi chuckled, touching his nose, and hid behind the person who came in next, avoiding his mother's death stare.

"Auntie, I'm so sorry."

Gu Bin smiled gently, taking all the blame upon himself: "It was my oversight; I forgot to check the time." "Uh, you, you're Xi Yu's classmate?"

When Chen Xiulan saw the handsome and tall young man, her eyelids twitched involuntarily, and she stammered dramatically.

In the afternoon, before Zhang Dafeng's boyfriend left, he met her grandmother and addressed her as "Aunt Jing" so affectionately, as if she were his own grandson.

It terrified her.

She never imagined that her daughter would have a classmate from such a prominent family.

Thinking of her brother-in-law's worries, she couldn't help but feel anxious herself.

I hope my daughter won't do anything foolish and fall headlong into it.

The two families were too far apart in terms of circumstances, and she was afraid that her daughter would be gossiped about and suffer injustice in her husband's family.

"Yes."

Gu Bin seemed to sense her concerns and deliberately lowered his stance, smiling and saying, "Auntie, you don't need to be so polite. Just call me Xiao Bin. That's what all my relatives and friends call me."

"Hey, good."

Seeing that he was gentle and polite, quite different from the high-ranking official's son she had imagined, and without that arrogant feeling, Chen Xiulan felt somewhat relieved.

"Did Xi Yu fry all these meatballs?"

Gu Bin glanced seemingly unintentionally into the kitchen, looking at the few remaining radish balls on the plate.

"Yes, it was all Xi Yu who blew it up."

When Chen Xiulan mentioned her daughter, a radiant smile appeared on her face, brimming with the unique pride of a mother.

"Brother Bin, the radish balls my sister made are so delicious, you should try them."

Xu Yi had a sweet tooth, and while the two were talking, he secretly pinched one with his hand and put it in his mouth.

He chewed with relish, not forgetting to flatter and fawn over her.

After just one afternoon of lessons, the young boy had already been won over by a coach with ulterior motives, and in his heart, he had implicitly accepted him as his future brother-in-law.

(End of this chapter)