House Dad’s Literary Life

Have to have lunch?

Mo Fei’s ear suddenly sounded what Yang Huan had said.

“My parents are more traditional and like the kind of sensible, filial, and sageful daughter-in-law…”

“If you can rush to help my mother cook, cook, and make my mom happy, my dad will not be a problem…”

Yes, lunch!

Mo Fei quickly stood up and said, “Mom, I will help you!”

She is also more sensible. After a few days of study, she realized that she was “insufficient”. Mo Fei said that she wants to help, instead of doing all the things in a big bag!

“That’s the way!” Dong Yue’e looked at Mo Fei and smiled and nodded.

Mo Fei and Dong Yue’e went out of the lobby and went to the kitchen. Yang Huan caught sight. She rolled up her sleeves and walked over. However, Dong Yue’e saw her, her eyes turned and she said, “Huanhuan, you don’t have to help the kitchen today, you stay in the yard, look at the little Yang Xi, don’t let her run into the bullpen, let Big Yellow gave it a kick.”

“Oh…” Yang Huan had to stop. She looked at Mo Fei’s back and sighed in her heart: “Hey, I don’t help, my mom is too embarrassed… ask for more happiness…”

When she arrived at the kitchen, Mo Fei looked around for a moment, but she suddenly stupid. What are these two dark pits? Cooking stove?

From small to large, Mo Fei has seen many stoves, gas, natural gas, and induction cookers, and even the iron plate of the restaurant… Anyway, she has never seen this before!

No, I still saw it on TV. This is the original stove for burning wood. There is a piece of Yang Qing’s good firewood next to it, and some dead branches with fire.

Because of the burning of wood, the entire newly built kitchen was smoked black, but fortunately, with the electric lights, it was still bright.

But Mo Fei is a bit aggressive, how can this stove be used?

“Mo Fei, this is the pot for cooking rice, rice is there, you go to wash the rice first.” Dong Yue’e commanded.

Cooking? Mo Fei was the most successful one in the past few days. She was relieved and quickly responded.

I saw her two cauldrons carrying rice for cooking and moved to the rice bag.

Dong Yue’e did not deliberately embarrassed Mo Fei, she was on the side of the guidance: “There are six adults in the family, one child, the man eats much, you pour three spoons and a little more than half a meter.”

The scoop here is not the same as the one used to buy rice cookers. It is the old enamel cup that drinks water. The amount of a spoonful can be quite a lot!

However, Mo Fei did not question. She installed the rice according to Dong Yue’e’s request. She lifted it to the faucet and screwed it. As a result, a drop of water did not come down.

“This faucet is useless. You use the well water in this tank. The house is drinking well water. When the house was built, the master said that the tap water and water pipes were installed in the town. It’s still useless now,” Dong Yue’e explained with a smile.

Mo Fei nodded quickly and carried the rice to the other side. I don’t know if it is nervous or tired. In the winter, Mo Fei has some sweat on his forehead!

After a meal, Mo Fei finally washed the rice. She leaned the pot and poured the rice water into the ditch next to it.

Wash rice water to stay for washing vegetables and watering trees!

Dong Yue’e, who was on the side of the fire, opened his mouth and wanted to blame it, but when he got to his mouth, he shrank back. It is not a big problem, and it will not attack the enthusiasm of others.

Then Dong Yue’e saw Mo Fei put water in the pot again, one spoon, two spoons, three spoons… not stopping yet!

“Mo Fei, what are you doing?” Dong Yue’e couldn’t help but ask.

“I am filling the water, filling up enough water, I can cook!” Mo Fei looked up and said with a smile.

“cough cough, Mo Fei, you are doing very well, this is almost the same, you put it down, I will put it on the stove later. Then, go to Qingzi and ask him where to pick the dish, and send it over. Dong Yue’e said with a smile.

“Okay!” Mo Fei washed his hand and went out to find Yang Qing.

After Mo Fei went out, Dong Yue’e walked over and put the pot up and looked at the water that was already flooding. She couldn’t help but shook her head.

I saw Dong Yue’e reaching out and dialing out some small gravel or debris left in the rice, then pouring the new rice water out, pouring it into the wooden barrel next to it, and then in the water tank. In the right amount of well water, put it on the stove and cook it.

Mo Fei is estimated to be the rice sold in the supermarket with Mo Xiaojuan and Little Ai. The rice is finely screened, and the sundries are basically removed. Just wash it with water.

For a moment, Mo Fei slammed back with a basket of vegetables.

“Mom, what should I do now?” Mo Fei asked, just “successfully” cooking, giving her a little confidence and taking the initiative.

“Well, you wash the white radish first, then plan the skin, then choose the dishes…”

“Oh, okay.” Mo Fei immediately acted.

She still knows the white radish. Mo Fei picks out two white radishes from the basket, and there are leaves on the top, and the gap in the skin is also stuffed with dirt, which is very fresh.

“Mom, how are there so many fresh vegetables in the house? Isn’t it winter now?” Mo Fei said while washing the dishes. It is also to ease the embarrassment, it is rare for her to actively open the topic.

“Vegetables are grown in the greenhouse. They haven’t been there before. Just the year before, the town’s agricultural station, sent experts to guide us to take this greenhouse, and gave subsidies. This winter, there are fresh vegetables to eat. I didn’t grow well. I had some experience last year. These dishes have only gotten up this year. You are catching up with good times!” Dong Yue’e screamed at the stove and said.

She looked up and saw Mo Fei washing the leaves of the radish intently.

……

Outside, Yang Yi just drove the car back, and the boys had to go back to have lunch, but they still had no idea what to do. They had an appointment with Yang Yi and went for a drive in the afternoon.

“Papa, you see, I gave these chicks a name. It’s called a flower, because it’s the most beautiful, it’s called 喔喔…” Xixi and other dad got off the bus and couldn’t wait to pull his father and point him to the yard. The flock is introduced.

“What about your mother?” Yang Yi, while admiring the little girl, looked at the lobby and couldn’t see Mo Fei. He was strange and asked.

“Mama… Mama?” Xixi found that her mother was gone.

Yang Huan sprinkled the millet and fed the chicken to Xixi. She heard the conversation between Yang Yi and Xixi, and said with a smile: “He went to the kitchen and went to the kitchen with her mom!”

“wait a minute, what do you say?” Yang Yi thought he had got it wrong.

Yang Huan said it again.

“Mo Fei, she cooks?” Yang Yi is still unbelievable.

Mo Fei used to ask a babysitter in her own place, she would cook? Yang Yi is not convinced.

“Yeah! The scorpion is estimated to have been practicing for several days? Big Brother, you don’t know?” Yang Huan asked strangely.

At this time, Yang Yi suddenly remembered how Mo Fei came back from a few days ago, and suddenly understood…

“It doesn’t matter, Mom is here! The scorpion is at most a shot,” Yang Huan said with a smile.

But Yang Yi is not so optimistic.