House Dad’s Literary Life

On the kitchen side, Murphy washed the radish, struggling to move the chopping board, holding the knife and having some hands, and did not know where to start.

"Murphy, come here, help me choose a dish, this person is old, the waist is a bit not good, can't bend for too long!" Dong Yuexi spoke in a timely manner, looking at Murphy with a smile. She had just sorted the vegetables in the basket and saved Murphy's fuss.

"Well, okay!" Murphy obeyed the command.

However, waiting for Murphy to sit on the small bench, looking at the vegetables, cowpeas, asparagus, etc. on the ground, but they have eaten these dishes, but she did not know how to deal with them!

But I still have to do it. I saw Murphy pick up a leeks, hesitated, and began to smash the leaves that had been bitten by the worms and had small holes, and then they would look awkward. To pick it up, there is nothing wrong with it.

However, next, Murphy started again and took a few pieces of the delicious leaves. She felt that the other leaves were purple-red and the outer circle was green. These pieces were completely purple-red and seemed to be rotten.

It seems that in Murphy's impression, the choice of vegetables is just picking out the rotten leaves, so after she finishes, she will directly put the leek down, and then pick up the kidney beans.

"It's really hard... this is called the bean. How to deal with it?" Murphy looked at this cowpea in a confused way. She wanted to use the old method to pick out the bad cowpeas and throw it away. However, it doesn't seem to Good to pick, each one looks the same.

Just when Murphy was in trouble, Yang Lan’s voice suddenly rang behind him: “Mom, Murphy, are you cooking?”

Murphy turned his head and looked at it in surprise. Yang Lan appeared at the door of the kitchen.

"Your things are busy?" Dong Yuexi glanced at Yang Lan, a little do not understand why he appeared here, is nervous his wife?

"Well, the soldiers went back." Yang Xiao smiled, he said, "I will help."

"You, the big man, what are you doing in the kitchen? Would you cook?" Dong Yuexi said blame. "Are you worried that I will abuse your wife? Rest assured, I just let Murphy fight."

Dong Yuexi said, the movements under his hands can not stop, the radish that has just been peeled off, and she was "smashed" a few times, it was cut into pieces.

"It's not the case, Mom, can you still look down on me? I will help you to cook two dishes and let you see my craft." Yang Lan smiled and sat down next to Murphy. , reached out and took the cowpea in the hands of Murphy.

"Look!" Yang Lan used his eyes to indicate Murphy, then put the slow motion, remove the cowpeas from the old tendons, and then throw them into the basin next to them.

Murphy suddenly understood that she had the kind of learning and learned the movements of Yang Lan. One of them chose this cowpea. Of course, Yang Lan’s movement was still faster, and the cowpea in his hand was given three times and five places. Get it done.

Dong Yuexi is actually not at ease. How much Murphy’s “cooking skills” have been seen, and her own son, Yang Lan’s former home, just like him, has never done a meal, and it must be enough, so Dong Yuejun Still can't help but look a little more.

But Yang Lan’s movements are so skillful that she can see it one by one.

This mixed kid, when did you learn this hand?

When Dong Yuexi added the firewood for cooking, he turned his head again, but saw the scene where Yang Lan rolled up his sleeves for Murphy. Murphy raised his hand and let Yang Lan roll up his sleeves. She looked at Yang Lan and smiled very much. happy.

These two children...

Dong Yue’s mouth was slightly tilted, but she turned her head over, then slammed the stove and set aside the middle air.

Yang Lan then taught Murphy to choose the dishes while doing most of the work. By the way, he also brought back the good leaves that Murphy had thrown away before, and instructed her to smash the roots of the leeks.

Taking advantage of the mother did not pay attention to this side, Yang Hao could not help but move the small bench, sat next to Murphy, and put it in her ear, whispered: "Suddenly think of cooking, you never have to cook. Cooking?"

Perhaps because of Yang Lan’s slightly ridiculous and reproachful tone, Murphy screamed with some grievances. She leaned her knees and slammed into the legs of Yang Lan: “Not because of you!”

"What?"

"In order to give you a good impression!" Murphy has been paying attention to Dong Yuexi, afraid that she saw herself and Yang Lan whispering, just like the fear of the class teacher, whispered.

After that, Murphy felt a little embarrassed.

Yang Wei was dumbfounded. He turned his head and glanced at his mother. Then he reached out to grab Murphy's hand. In the winter, the water was stained with water. Her white jade hand was frozen and somewhat blue. He crossed with Murphy and whispered, "You are so cute!"

Murphy looked at the deep love that Yang Lan showed, and he was happy. The previous tensions, self-blame, and the embarrassment of feeling too embarrassed, have also been swept away.

With Yang Hao's guidance and help, this "hands-on" work has progressed very quickly. After a while, all the vegetables have been selected. Even the cowpeas are washed and the Yang Lan is cut into pieces on the cutting board.

During this time, Dong Yuexi also prepared the meat ingredients.

"Mom, you are on the side of us to rush, we are all back, you can enjoy the blessing!" Yang Xiao smiled and began to "take power."

Dong Yuexi’s interest in Yang Lan is now bigger than that of Murphy. She simply stopped her and stood on the side and smiled as if she really wanted to let Yang Hao and his wife.

Before cooking, it is necessary to make a fire. This is hard to beat Yang Lan. In the past life, his wilderness survivability is even worse than that of Beiye. A firewood stove in the district and a cooking stove that has been burned by the side can extract charcoal fire. It took a while to get a fire.

"What do I have to do?" Murphy pulled Layan's sleeves and whispered.

"You help me with the seasoning." Yang Lan took a shot of Murphy's waist and said softly.

He didn't dare to let Murphy come to the table. From the charcoal grilling smell that she used to go home, she was eager to learn the cooking skills. It is estimated that no one can eat the fried dishes!

"That's okay!" Murphy nodded.

The hot pot, the oil, the garlic cloves, the whole kitchen is filled with a strong fragrance.

Murphy couldn't help but wrinkle his nose and sniff, this fragrance is really irresistible, too tempting!

The big iron pot of the farmer's household can be fried for ten individual dishes. The "bone volume" is large enough and the space is also large. Yang Lan likes it very much. I saw him smashing the pot while frying, but this movement is quite a chef's demeanor!

Dong Yuexi looked at it. She still had some reluctance. Now, when she saw Yang Lan’s posture, she really understood that her son did not know when to practice a good cooking!

"Murphy, you can help me get the salt." Yang Yan said with a smile.

In fact, he can also take it himself, just beside it, but Yang Lan has to do something for Murphy, Murphy wants to perform well!

"Hmm!" Murphy had just watched, but she did not forget her responsibility and quickly found salt.