Because of what he learned just now, Su Xiaoer's child, every time he scoops out a spoonful of fish fillet porridge, he must first touch it carefully with the tip of his tongue to make sure the temperature is acceptable, and then carefully take a small sip.
The way you were walking on thin ice made Yang laugh: "Er Zhuang, what's going on today? You were always so impatient, why did you become so polite when you were eating today? Could it be that after two days of learning Chinese calligraphy, you just talked about it?" Have you behaved yourself?"
"Hmph, he just ate it and burned his mouth." Su Guangfu, who was sitting next to him, snorted and unceremoniously revealed his son's background.
When Su Xuanhe heard what his father said, he immediately subconsciously looked at the leisurely sister next to him. His big eyes were full of accusations: Why did you still tell the truth? ! Not trustworthy!
Su Qingluan received the resentful look from her younger brother and immediately said: "What kind of look are you looking at? It's none of my business."
Su Guangfu also tapped Su Xuanhe in the air with his chopsticks: "Don't look at your sister, I heard it clearly on the roof just now. What's wrong with you if you dare to eat secretly?"
Su Qingluan saw that his brother seemed to have been severely scalded, and he ate every bite carefully, and said: "Maybe the skin has been scalded. I will mix some salt water with salt for you later. Use that to rinse your mouth. It will heal faster." .”
Su Xuanhe thought for a while and muttered: "Refined salt is precious, and it is too wasteful to just mix it with water to rinse your mouth!"
Hearing what his brother said, Su Qingluan felt uncomfortable - how difficult the Su family had been through before he traveled through time, so that his brother was so reluctant to even use a little salt.
Thinking like this, she touched the top of her brother's hair and said, "Children, why are you worrying about all this? Your sister, I have the ability to make enough money to buy you salt to rinse your mouth!"
"Sister~" After hearing this, the little girl Su Xueyan raised her round little face from the bowl and asked innocently, "Brother, do you need so much salt to rinse your mouth?"
The whole family was amused, and Su Xuanhe also wanted to laugh, but ended up tearing the burnt wound in his mouth, grinning in pain, and his happy smile became very strange, making it even more amusing.
Yang was drinking fish fillet porridge and sighed: "I saw at the market that the price of snakeheaded fish is not cheap. Now I know the reason."
She never thought that fish could be so delicious. The carp in the river has a strong earthy smell, and is also covered with small thorns. If you are not careful, it will get stuck in your throat, so you must be very careful every time you eat it.
And this snakehead fish is not only juicy, smooth and boneless, but also has a different kind of freshness and sweetness. Moreover, Su Qingluan's control of the heat was just right, just enough to make the fish fillets mature without being overcooked. Therefore, the fish fillets had the freshest, tenderest texture. You didn't even need to chew, just sucked it in slightly and slid it in. Throat.
Su Guangfu also nodded: "I have eaten white rice porridge before, but the taste has never been so rich and fragrant."
The little girl Su Xueyan expressed her love for fish porridge very directly. She licked her shiny little mouth and shouted with a smile: "Sister, I want another bowl!"
But Yang held Su Qingluan's shoulders and said, "You have been busy for a long time just now. Sit there and rest while my mother goes to fill Sanya's porridge."
Su Xueyan took advantage of this moment to pick up eggs and fry spinach.
"Wow," the little girl exclaimed, "the scrambled eggs are so soft! Like clouds!"
Su Xuanhe also picked up some scrambled eggs with chopsticks and curled his lips: "You have never touched a cloud. How do you know whether the cloud is soft or not?"
The little girl snorted a little: "I just know that the clouds are floating in the sky and disperse when the wind blows. They must be light and soft!"
"No way!" Su Xuanhe took a bite of egg-fried spinach, "There is a Dragon King in the clouds. The Dragon King is so majestic, how can the place where he lives be so soft and light?"
"It's soft!"
"It's not soft!"
"That's right, that's right!"
"No, no, no!"
Seeing that these two children were about to escalate from bickering to quarreling, and Su Guangfu had already put down his bowls and chopsticks, it was obvious that if this continued, they would have to train together. Su Qingluan quickly advised: "The top of the mountain is always shrouded in clouds and mist. When you grow up, won’t it be better for me to go with you to the mountains and clouds to see what’s going on?”
"Can we go now?"
"Yeah, can we go?"
Mrs. Yang brought half a bowl of fresh fish fillet porridge - she filled half the bowl because she was afraid that her youngest daughter would get bloated if she ate too much - when she walked to the dining table, she heard her second son and third daughter asking her eldest daughter , couldn't help but asked curiously: "What are you going to?"
Su Qingluan briefly talked about what the two younger brothers and sisters had just argued about.
Yang laughed and said, "Mountain climbing is not easy. You two went to the river with my sister for one day, and your legs hurt the next day. How can you go climbing?"
Child Su Xuanhe was not convinced: "My sister and I went to the mountains to pick mushrooms with my mother-in-law before!"
Yang couldn't help but let out a "poof": "You mean the hillside behind the village? In front of the real mountain, it's just a small mound!"
Finally, the two children temporarily gave up the idea of "going to climb the mountain now", and the family talked and laughed and continued to eat.
Yang sighed: "Da Ya's talent in cooking is really great, but in just two months, her food is already much better than mine!"
Su Qingluan felt guilty for a while and said: "Mom, how can I do it? I just like to guess, it's just a coincidence."
It just happened to live an extra life, Su Qingluan said in her heart.
"I guess Da Ya is also a glutton, so she can come up with so many tricks." Yang sighed with some relief and some distress.
She was originally a little suspicious about where Su Qingluan's cooking skills came from, but she was relieved when she thought that Su Qingluan might have learned some cooking skills before she lost her memory, and that wealthy families must have many secret recipes that are not shared with others. Come on - look at the food that Daya is thinking about, all of them are so delicious that only a wealthy family can think of them.
Su. Foodie Qingluan: ...Auntie, you are not friendly.
But as a serious foodie, it was hard for her to refute.
Seeing that her eldest daughter looked like she was being poked into the center of things, Mrs. Yang smiled and nodded her nose: "So what if you want to eat? We common people don't have as many rules as wealthy families. I heard that those wealthy families have to pay more for every meal." There are regulations on how much to eat, but we don’t care about that! Being able to eat is a blessing! Do you want another bowl of porridge?”
With that said, he passed Su Qingluan's empty bowl.
Su Xuanhe also raised the empty bowl and said, "Mom, I'll add another bowl too!"
"Don't you have the ability to eat secretly? Go and get more yourself!"
"Auntie~ Why are you mentioning it again!"
Then the small farmyard was filled with laughter and laughter.
After they finished feeding, Su Qingluan saw Su Guangfu moving his shoulders and neck, walked over and asked, "What's wrong with Dad? Are you feeling unwell?"
