After Murong Qingyuan's words, Mo Li immediately retracted his steps towards the kitchen, turned to look at the sullen Murong Qingyuan, and said in a low voice: "Oh, then I'll go write." After saying that, he turned around and walked quickly towards the house, and then I took my book and sat down to read.
When Li Linsong saw Mo Li entering the room to write, he said belatedly, "I'm going to read a book too." After a few steps, he walked up the steps. After entering the room, he also took his own book and read with Mo Li. stand up.
After both of them entered the room, Murong Qingyuan looked at Li Linyu again. Murong Qingyuan was not as harsh to Li Linsong and Li Linsong as he was to Li Linsong and Mo Li, "Essentials, you should also go and study."
Li Linyu nodded obediently, "Okay."
After waiting for Li Linyu to enter the house, Murong Qingyuan turned around and went back to the house. Although Li Linsong and Mo Li had started studying under his supervision, his gloomy face did not show a smile. "Class will start tomorrow, no preview." Have you done your homework?"
The two of them quickly put down their pens and opened the book to the place they were going to study tomorrow, "Yes."
The two of them finally figured out why he was unhappy. Li Linsong immediately said in a rude manner: "Brother Qingyuan, we don't know how to do it yet, so we have to ask you to teach us twice first."
Listening to Mo Ziwan thanking him for this and that every day, Mo Li has learned to say thank you very well now. He immediately followed Li Linsong's words and said, "Thank you, brother Qingyuan."
Murong Qingyuan said "hmm" and then led the two of them to preview the lessons they would learn tomorrow.
Mo Ziwan snickered and walked back to the kitchen after seeing the three of them returning to their daily study routine before the accident.
When he came to the kitchen, he didn't forget to tell Song Nanzhi about Murong Qingyuan's discipline of the three people. After speaking, he smiled and said: "Grandma, eldest brother and sister Mo Li are like a mouse meeting a cat when they see Qingyuan brother, and they are also obedient." "It's so good that as soon as Brother Qingyuan calls him, he goes back to study."
Song Nanzhi and Du's mother and daughter also laughed after hearing this. However, Song Nanzhi is different from other parents. Perhaps there was only Mo Ziwan in the house before, and the house was too deserted. Now, although there are more children in the house, it is also lively, but the children are all She is sensible and has Wanwan and Qingyuan in charge, so she doesn't bother to take care of them. It's not easy to see the children studying every day. Now he heard about Mo Li and Li Linsong. Li Linsong was forced to study. He felt a little sad that they were not having fun and said, "Didn't they already write the words? Why do they still need to do it?" Write? They are all little kids, and it’s time to play serious games. Let them play more if they want to.”
"The same goes for you and your brother Qingyuan. Stop reading books all day long and go out for more walks."
"Um."
Mo Ziwan knew very well what grandma was thinking. She felt that she had worked hard to study, and now that there was no shortage of food and clothing at home, she wished she could eat, drink, and have fun at home every day, without caring about anything else.
After Song Nanzhi finished speaking, Qiao Yulian also said, "Master Qingyuan looks very stern when he doesn't speak."
Then he laughed again and put the fire on Mo Ziwan, "When Wanwan was teaching them, she kept a straight face and didn't talk or smile, which is similar to Mr. Qingyuan."
Mrs. Du had already started making pancakes when she heard her daughter say, "If you are not strict, how can you control those monkeys?"
"That's right." Qiao Yulian stood by the oven, waiting for the steamed buns to come out of the oven.
While several people were talking and laughing in the kitchen, Du not only baked the cakes but also fried the vegetables. Then he ordered Qiao Yulian to go out and see if his father and Mo Tingyu were back.
When Qiao Yulian went out to see it, Du quickly fried the pork that Qiao Yulian had marinated.
"Aunt Du, don't fry it for a long time. The meat will taste bad if you fry it for a long time." Mo Ziyuan warned her out loud because she was afraid that she would fry it too long.
"Don't worry, I know, I'm watching!" Not only is Du good at working in the fields, she is also good at cooking.
Qiao Yulian went out to see her father and Grandpa Mo sitting on the bench under the eaves talking, and shouted: "Grandpa Mo, Dad, it's time to eat soon."
"Okay." Mo Tingyu responded, and casually asked, "What delicious food are you cooking today?"
Qiao Yulian said mysteriously: "Today I cooked a dish that I have never eaten before."
"Isn't Wanwan coming up with something again?" Mo Tingyu said
It's my grandson Moruo.
"Grandpa Mo, you are so good at guessing." Qiao Yulian was surprised, but then added: "But you definitely can't guess what to do."
After saying that, he went into the house again to remind Murong Qingyuan that he was ready to eat.
When she entered the kitchen after informing everyone, she saw that her mother had taken her job, and she said unhappily: "Mom, let me do the frying."
Mrs. Du is a person who likes to cook. When Mo Ziwan was talking, she listened by the well and kept everything Mo Ziwan said in her heart. She would cook for her daughter while her hands were itching when she went out. "Have your Grandpa Mo and your father come back?" Du Shi did not let go and walked away.
"came back."
"They're all back, and you still haven't brought water to wash your hands with Grandpa Mo and your father. They'll be eating soon, so why are you still here?"
Qiao Yulian snorted and turned around unhappily to fetch water from the basin.
"Look at what you can do, you're not happy if I leave you idle!" Qiao Yulian turned around, and Du Shi said again.
Qiao Yulian didn't reply, but Song Nanzhi helped her speak, "Everything has been done, except for frying. I've been waiting here for you for a long time, and you finished frying and didn't let them fry. How can she be happy? Yes?" I’m not happy either.”
While Song Nanzhi was talking, he also stood up from the stove and looked at the bowl of bacon on the side that still had unfinished cooking. "Leave the rest of the meat in the bowl for Yu Lian to fry, and let her take over, otherwise She did it all for nothing."
Mo Ziwan looked at her mother who was cheating her daughter so much, and Qiao Yulian who was unhappy. They were indeed a family, and they all had the same love for cooking. He also helped Qiao Yulian and said, "Auntie, let sister Yulian fry the rest. Then she can make it better and better."
"Okay, let her fry the rest! Why don't I just rest? I won't be sullen like her. It's too late for me to be happy." Du Shi turned the meat in the pot.
Qiao Yulian brought the water in with a smile on her face, "I'll be right away." Then she quickly carried the basin to the front yard.
Qiao Yulian hurriedly went back. When she got to the kitchen, she shouted to Mrs. Du, "Mom, let me go."
Du Shi laughed angrily, "Now you're in a hurry!" Then he added, "Bring a clean plate, I'll scoop up the fried food and you can fry the rest."
Qiao Yulian turned around, took a clean plate and handed it to Du Shi, waiting for her to start shoveling the meat, "Here it is."
"You have to ask me, how can I not see such a big plate?"
After Mrs. Du shoveled the meat, she asked Qiao Yulian to fry the meat, but she did not forget to tell her, "This meat is large and thick, please turn it over several times."
"I know." Qiao Yulian responded briskly.
After Du Shi let go, she turned around and asked Mo Ziwan, "Wanwan, what are we going to do with the rest?"
Mo Ziwan had already taken a grilled bun in her hand, picked up the vegetables and meat and put them on the grilled bun, and said: "Put the lunch meat, vegetable leaves, and fried meat on the grilled bun layer by layer. Cover it with another one and eat."
As Mo Ziwan spoke, she put the vegetables and meat on the roasted bun in her hand. After placing the vegetables and meat, she covered it with another roasted bun and walked to the stove, "Grandma, eat it!"
Song Nanzhi quickly waved his hand, "You eat first. Grandma will eat it after it's ready. You eat it first and see how it tastes."
Mo Ziyuan didn't insist anymore. She was the only one who knew the taste better. She retracted her outstretched hands and took a bite.
"How was it?" Mrs. Du asked after watching Mo Ziwan eat it.
"It would be nice if the grilled buns were softer." Mo Ziyuan replied, needless to say, the luncheon meat, the taste has become very good after such a long period of adjustment, and the fried meat is relatively fresh and tender. Overall, it is good. .
When she heard that the baked buns needed to be softer, Du Shi immediately thought of ways to improve it. Next time, she would add more noodles and an extra egg.
"Okay!" Mo Ziyuan responded and said, "Auntie, I'll try it too."
How could Mrs. Du eat immediately? The host hadn't eaten yet, so how could she eat first? "I'll pack the food for Mr. Han and the others first."
"Okay, Aunt Du, please help me pack it first, and when I finish eating, I will send it to my godfather and the others."
Mo Ziyuan was sent to the Han family together with Du Shi. When the two of them were delivering roasted buns and meat dishes to the Han family, the Han family's food was also being served. Han Chunlin was the happiest when looking at the roasted buns that were delivered. He had already tasted the vegetable flavor once, so he didn't need Mo Ziwan. I taught him how to eat it, but when I picked up the fried meat and didn’t know what it was, he asked, “What kind of meat is this?”
Mo Ziyuan introduced with a smile, "This is fried pork, sandwiched with luncheon meat and vegetable leaves to eat in a steamed bun." After answering Han Chunlin's words, she urged: "Godfather, Godmother, you guys should try it too, How does it taste?"
"Okay, let's try it too." The two of them also took the baked buns in their hands.
"You come and eat together." Yu Silian took the baked buns and called Mo Ziyuan to come and eat together.
"Grandma is still waiting for me to go back to eat, godfather, godmother, you eat slowly, I will go back to eat too, and I will come back to my godfather later."
After Mo Ziwan finished speaking, she skipped home.
When Yu Silian saw Mo Ziwan jumping up and down, she couldn't help shouting: "Go slowly, be careful not to fall."
Han Shuxian took a bite of the grilled bun with meat and vegetables in his hand. After tasting it carefully, he said, "This meat is well cooked, tender and juicy. It's more tender than anything we've ever fried at home." After commenting on the taste of the meat, he added The roasted bun commented, "It's just that the roasted bun is a little dry."
When Han Shuxian and Mo Ziwan thought that the baked buns were a little dry and not soft enough, Han Chunlin, Li Linsong, Li Linyu, Mo Li, Murong Qingyuan, and Qiao Yulian all thought it was delicious enough. While eating, he said, "Our baked buns are much more delicious than the sesame cakes bought in the county."
Mo Tingyu said with a smile: "You don't have to say that, you don't even look at what's in our roasted buns. Can sesame buns turn so much meat?"
Li Linsong chuckled, "That's right. There's not so much meat in the sesame cakes, so there's just some minced meat in it. If you don't eat it slowly, you won't be able to taste the meat."
Mo Ziyuan followed their words and answered, "Then we will also sell baked buns in the shop." After thinking about it, calling it baked buns was too boring.
Li Linsong was the first to agree, "If our shop sells baked buns, people will definitely not buy sesame cakes to eat."
Li Li followed and said, "I'll go back and ask everyone to buy buns for us to bake. I can also make noodles. From now on, I'll help Sister Yulian make noodles."
Song Nanzhi joked: "Your sister Wan Wan also said that you would teach your sister Yulian to read. Now, she will teach you how to make baked buns, and you will teach her to read!"
Before Li Li could even swallow a mouthful of steamed buns, he opened his mouth and said, "Ah! I don't even know how, how can I teach Sister Yulian?"
