House Dad’s Literary Life

Not just Xixi, Mo Fei is also curious to see Yang Yi.

“Do you know how rice-flour noodles came from?” Yang Yi asked.

“I know.” Mo Fei pfft smiled. “I know what you have to say!”

Yang Yi raised a brow and deliberately said, “Is it? You know it? Then I will not say it.”

“But, but I don’t know!” Xixi shook his head and twisted his butt on the chair, anxiously shouting, “Papa, I want to hear!”

Yang Yi not to know whether to laugh or cry said: “Well, my mother is not allowed to spoiler, I will talk to Xixi.”

Mo Fei waved his fist at the show, but his eyes were full of smiles.

“A long time ago, there was a scholar who, in order to concentrate on preparing for the exam, went to study on an island in the center of Lake Dianchi where we had just gone.” Yang Yi said it, with a little modification of his own, “Island. There is nothing to eat, no restaurant, only his own alone, so, by lunch, his wife will come to give him lunch. However, because the road is a little far away, when she went to the island, the food was cold. It is.”

“It’s not good to be cold!” Xixi has been immersed in the story of Dad’s vivid paintings, and the little girl reminded me very well.

“Yes!” Yang Yi took a hand and yelled at Xixi and said, “Xixi, you are too smart, yes, this meal is not good if it is cold!”

Xixi was boasted, twisted his fingers and smiled happily.

“But no way, at that time, is it so convenient now, there is no incubator, it will definitely be cold in the past, what should I do?” Yang Yi said, he deliberately sold it.

Mo Fei looked at Yang Yi with a bright eye. She heard the flaws in the story told by Yang Yi, but she just didn’t say it, sitting there laughing.

“What should I do?” Xixi thought for a moment with his small head, then he smiled and asked a little.

“The little lady thought of a very good way to get out the rice-flour noodles that we ate. The other dishes were cooked hot, then they were served in a dish and placed in a basket. The main thing It’s this soup!” Yang Yi pointed to the bowl of the sea and said with a smile. “The soup is cooked and covered with a layer of fat chicken.”

Little girl slightly opened her mouth and heard it.

“This layer of oil is the key, because the oil cover is in the noodle soup, it can block the heat in the soup, so that it is not easy to contact with the air and the heat disappears.” Yang Yi fingers crossed, and the sound of Xixi went into “science” .

so amazing! Xixi’s big eyes are all amazing.

“So, the little lady took the bowl of hot soup, went to the island, and then put the cooked vegetables and rice-flour noodles, just like we do now, all the dishes and rice-flour noodles The hot-rolled soup is hot, and the scholar can also eat a hot and fragrant lunch, and finally can continue to work hard to prepare for the exam!”

“This is the origin of rice-flour noodles!” Yang Yi finished, ready to welcome her daughter’s praise.

However, at this time, Mo Fei couldn’t help it. She smiled pfft and said, “Wait, rice-flour noodles is there, cross the bridge?”

Yang Yi stunned, he quickly thought of the key, not to know whether to laugh or cry explained: “The little lady went to the island, it was passed through a bridge, so this dish is called rice-flour noodles “”

As he said, Yang Yi couldn’t help but blink at Mo Fei, seemingly complaining: “It’s actually broken!”

Mo Fei was conspiring and sneaked, and yelled at Yang Yi: “Hey, how, not convinced?”

Xixi didn’t feel anything. She thought the story was very interesting, and it was a long-term experience. She smiled happily and watched her father and mother eyebrows.

Because the soup was still a bit hot, Yang Yi asked for a small bowl, picked up some, and while blowing, fed the little girl.

Yang Yi picked up a rice-flour noodles and watched the little girl suck into her mouth. She ate and asked with concern: “Nothing? Is it delicious?”

“No taste.” Xixi shook his head.

“No taste? Then you drink some soup, this is to eat with soup, a chopstick rice-flour noodles, a spoon soup.” Yang Yi 舀 soup in a small bowl, and then let Xixi taste.

Finally, little girl’s eyes lit up: “Good!”

Xixi followed Dad, her mouth was very awkward, she was good at anything, and she knew everything. This old duck, old chicken, pork bone stew soup, can not drink?

Try something else, chicken is OK, vegetables are not good, parsley is not like, thin slices of meat are also delicious, but Xixi’s favorite, or that small trick!

But there is only one quail egg in each bowl. Xixi eats his own bowl and wants to eat it. He looks at his father with his eyes.

Yang Yi has to clip her own to her.

“Don’t do this, don’t do this!” Xixi anxiously grabbed Dad’s hand and said, “Spicy.”

Xixi really doesn’t like spicy, she smells the spicy smell of the soup.

“Not very spicy!” Yang Yi has tasted it. The fried peppers here are not too hot compared to Sichuan Province and Xiangnan. He said, “I don’t believe you taste it.”

“No, I don’t want it!” Little girl shook his head with resistance.

“Would you like to brush your water,” Yang Yi said.

Xixi’s small head is rocking like a rattle.

Mo Fei clipped the quail eggs in his bowl and said with a smile: “Xixi eats mom.”

Xixi agreed this time. She was happy to open her small mouth, leaned on her small head and pointed at herself. She said, “Mama, here, give me food!”

“Small lazy!” Mo Fei stuffed into Xixi’s mouth and watched her eat and dance, and smiled, “No!”

“I am also full.” Xixi smug patted the little belly and said. She just drank two small bowls of soup, ate a lot of meat, and the little belly was already bulging.

After serving her daughter, Yang Yi came to her heart, waved the chopsticks, and pulled a sip of rice-flour noodles. He was also a little hungry.

However, while Yang Yi eats, she clips the quail eggs in her bowl to Mo Fei, and Mo Fei eats slowly, and she has a big bowl.

“Hey, don’t give it to me!” Mo Fei saw a little bit of chili oil on her broth. Although she felt warm about Yang Yi’s concern, she couldn’t help but groan.

“You alone eat two people’s weight, eat a little more.” Yang Yi said with a smile, “and really not hot, I don’t lie to you, you try, if you are spicy, you okay me?”

“You can’t beat you!” Mo Fei patted Yang Yi’s shoulder gently.

Yang Yi smiled and continued to pinch her best duck in her bowl: “Hey, eat a little more.”

“I don’t want to, I don’t want to become a fat pregnant woman when I am pregnant!” Mo Fei snorted. “Come back, you have nothing to eat!”

“Xixi is still left to me, afraid of it.” Yang Yi smiled. “And I don’t like duck.”

Of course, this is a squint, and Mo Fei has eaten ducks with Yang Yi at home.

Mo Fei, but Yang Yi, had to think about it. She took the flowered pork and the chicken with a bit of fat from her bowl to Yang Yi: “Then you help me eat this, it’s too greasy!”

In fact, it is not particularly greasy, such pork and chicken are delicious!

Yang Yi and Mo Fei are like this, you push me, let a rice-flour noodles eat for a long time.

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