Su Qingluan was worried that Su Guangfu, who was busy talking in the backyard, wouldn't hear her voice, so she went to the backyard. However, her father frowned and refused with disgust: "I don't like to eat that sweet and greasy food, you can just eat it." .”
Su Qingluan shrugged and said, "If you don't eat now, you won't have a share later." Who knew that Su Guangfu didn't care at all, and he didn't even take his eyes off the great cause of "rebuilding chicken coops" and shifted it to Su Guangfu. Qingluan still looks like he is obsessed with handicrafts.
In desperation, Su Qingluan had no choice but to return to the front yard and say to Yang, "I'll call Dad, but he won't come."
Yang smiled and said to Sun Guixiang: "Don't pay attention to him, he just doesn't want to eat such sweet food. It just so happens that we and the children are more comfortable together."
Su Qingluan distributed the bowls and chopsticks to Sun Guixiang and her younger brothers and sisters: "Auntie, please eat it while it's hot. When it gets cold, it will harden into a lump and it won't taste good."
When the shredded banana first came out of the pan, the sugar was still hot and soft, and the "shredded" effect was not yet achieved. In this way, I called Su Guangfu's free space, just in time to cool down a little.
The position of the little girl Su Xueyan happened to be facing a small bowl of water. She pointed curiously: "Sister, what is this bowl of water for?"
"I'll dip it in the banana when I eat carrots later." Su Qingluan explained with a smile.
"Drawing?" Sun Guixiang asked curiously, "What's the method of 'drawing'?"
"Auntie, why don't you try a piece of it?"
Sun Guixiang is a guest, so she naturally has to use her chopsticks first. She didn't hesitate and held up a chopstick generously.
In an instant, strands of sugar strands were pulled out of the topaz-like banana pieces, which were reflected in the bright light of the day, as if they were luminous threads.
Sun Guixiang raised her arms to the highest position, but the "silk thread" still showed no sign of being cut off, forcing her to stand up. Seeing this, Su Qingluan had to take off her chopsticks to demonstrate the correct eating strategy for shredded bananas:
First, clamp a piece of banana, quickly pull the sugar strands, wrap them around the chopsticks a few times, and then pass them slightly in the water to let the overly long sugar strands dissolve in the water.
"This is how this water is used." Su Qingluan explained, and then put the piece of banana in Yang's bowl.
"Hey, your eldest girl is so clever!" Sun Guixiang looked at Yang in amazement, "How on earth did she come up with so many tricks?"
Yang laughed and said: "She is not very good at needlework, but she does have some talent in cooking like this."
When the two little ones saw the banana "pulling", they opened their eyes curiously and looked eager to try.
When Mrs. Yang allowed them to use the chopsticks, the two little guys picked up the chopsticks and poked the bananas.
Fortunately for Su Xuanhe, he is already over seven years old and is already very proficient in using chopsticks. So he quickly mastered the trick of eating "cut bananas" by putting a piece of banana in his bowl.
But things didn't go so smoothly for the little girl Xueyan.
After all, she is not yet four years old, so it is not easy for her to be able to eat with a spoon skillfully. She has only recently begun to learn to use chopsticks. In addition, the banana is very sticky, so it takes some strength to pick off a piece.
But the little girl obviously didn't have the strength and sensitivity to control her wrist in this way. After working hard for a long time, she just poked a banana in half, and her little face turned red with anxiety.
As for Su Xuanhe, who is an elder brother, although he always likes to make his sister cry, at critical moments he still acts like an elder brother. Seeing that my little sister had been trying hard for a long time but still had "no results", I immediately gave the carrot banana in my bowl to my little sister, and I moved on to another piece.
Su Qingluan gently bit into the outer shell of the shredded banana - well, although this banana is not sweet and glutinous, it is better because of its fragrance and slightly sour taste, which can alleviate the sweetness of the crispy outer shell.
Because Su Qingluan prepared the bowl of cold water, the originally soft and stringy syrup could quickly solidify when exposed to cold, and instead turned into a crispy, light and transparent shell.
After the bananas were fried and heated, the original hard and crisp texture became soft and waxy. Although the sweetness was still not improved much, this texture of crispy on the outside and waxy on the inside was affected by the rest except Su Guangfu. A unanimous thumbs up from all.
In just a moment, a plate of shredded bananas was carved up to nothing. Even the shell formed by the solidification of syrup on the bottom of the plate was easily removed by the two children because it was brushed with a layer of sesame oil. They shared it as candy and ate it all.
"Rinse your mouth with water after eating!" Su Qingluan said to his younger brother and sister, "Especially you, Su Erzhuang, have just had your teeth replaced. If they break again, there won't be another one to replace them with!"
"Then can I not brush my teeth?" Su Xueyan smiled cutely, but what she said was a bit unworthy of being beaten, "I haven't had my teeth replaced yet, so I'm not afraid of them getting damaged!"
"Okay!" Su Qingluan also smiled kindly, "When the time comes, you will be rolling on the floor in pain, but don't cry to me and my mother-in-law." Su Qingluan said casually, which could make her sister show her face. Words of horror.
Naturally, the two little ones went to rinse their mouths obediently.
Sun Guixiang sighed to Yang with some lingering thoughts: "Hey, if I had known that my half bunch of bananas would be cooked by your eldest daughter, they are so delicious!"
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "If Auntie wants to eat next time, just open your mouth. It's not difficult!"
Sun Guixiang smiled and joked: "The relationship is so good, I might as well stay at your house from now on!"
Yang also went along with the conversation: "Hey, it's just an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks. Even if you come to eat every meal, girl, what can you do?"
For a while, everyone was laughing.
After several people finished eating the carrots, Su Qingluan asked her younger brother and sister to play in the yard. She turned to look at Sun Guixiang and Yang: "Mom, aunt, do you want to dry these radishes after washing them today?"
"Why, Daya hasn't made dried vegetables?"
Su Qingluan shook his head. Her master in her previous life had told her to eat less pickles since she was a child, so she only had a vague idea of how to pickle pickles. This was the first time she had seen someone making dried pickles.
Yang did not tell anyone about Su Qingluan's "high fever and amnesia". After all, he was ill, so he only interrupted it vaguely.
Although Sun Guixiang is straightforward and informal, she is not stupid. Seeing that Ms. Yang didn't want to mention it, she didn't ask too many questions. She just followed Su Qingluan's question and explained: "You have to cut the radish into strips later, soak it in salt and marinate it for half an hour, and then dry it for a few days. That’s all.”
Su Qingluan looked at the sky and saw that it was almost noon. She turned to look at Yang: "Auntie, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish this work in a short while. Why don't you ask your aunt to call Uncle Li and join us at our house tonight?" eat?"
