Chapter 233
Li Xiaomei petted the dog, pinched his ears, scratched his chin, and didn't look much at Dai Guanyan.
Dai Guanyan coughed harder and didn't look back.
His expression became stern.
Zhang Ma glanced at him: "Sir, are you still staying for dinner?"
In fact, Dai Guanyan didn't eat much. He ate roast goose and lotus root with honey every night for the past few days, which was enough for his meal. But every time he stayed for dinner before leaving.
There was no special dish prepared for dinner. It was just vegetables to relieve greasiness. Sometimes it was just a bowl of clear soup noodles, which he also stayed to eat.
Dai Guanyan glanced at Li Xiaomei. She opened the dog's mouth and looked at its teeth.
"..."
The man turned around and said to Zhang Ma: "Let's make vegetarian wontons tonight."
This time, Zhang's mother was speechless.
Without wonton wrappers, you have to roll out the wrappers yourself and chop the fillings, which is very troublesome.
Zhang Ma glanced at Li Xiaomei. She made no sound, so she had to make preparations.
Kneading the dough and rolling out the dough, this is Zhang's job.
Li Xiaomei was on the other side making vermicelli, fungus, and scrambled eggs.
Dai Guanyan stood by the pool, picking leeks one by one.
The triangle in the kitchen is unprecedentedly harmonious.
The man looked back at Li Xiaomei, she was seriously cutting the fungus roots, and at another glance, she was beating eggs, and at another glance, she was scrambling eggs...
"Are the leeks ready?"
"Okay." The man grabbed a bunch of washed leeks and handed it over. Li Xiao didn't even raise his eyebrows. After checking, he held the kitchen knife and cut it.
Dai Guanyan did not move aside, his eyes fell on her hands.
Of course, when she lowers her head to work, her profile and hands are in the same line of sight.
"Go and wash the cabbage." A piece of cabbage was handed over.
"good."
Dai Guanyan went to the sink again, rinsed the cabbage under the faucet, and brought the vegetables over.
Li Xiaomei only glanced at it, and the veins on her forehead bulged: "Don't you know how to peel off the vegetable leaves and wash them?"
When the man was holding the cabbage, Li Xiaomei took it back. She raised the knife and cut it, then cut the cabbage into thin strips, put them all in a frame, rinsed them under the tap, and then
Heat oil in a pan and stir-fry cabbage and fungus shreds together.
Dai Guanyan's pestle was there, and he suddenly felt at a loss.
Zhang Ma, who had been alone, kneading the dough and rolling out the dough, said quietly: "Sir, you can come and hold the dough for me, and I will roll out the dough."
Dai Guanyan glanced at Li Xiaomei and slowly moved over.
Zhang's mother taught him step by step: "As long as it's as big as this, it won't work if it's too big, and it won't work if it's too small..."
Dai Guanyan absentmindedly picked at the dough for a while, then realized: "Aren't you making wontons? Why are the doughs round?" And they are thick.
Although he doesn't know how to cook, he also knows that wonton wrappers are square and dumpling wrappers are round.
Zhang Ma grabbed the rolling pin and flattened the dough, then the rolling pin rolled up. "The eldest lady said, make dumplings tonight."
At this time, Li Xiaomei had already fried the vegetable stuffing, half of which was scrambled eggs with vermicelli and chives, and half of which was shredded cabbage and fungus.
She brought two basins over and joined Zhang's mother in making dumplings.
Dai Guanyan watched Li Xiaomei operate with smooth movements. After adding the stuffing, he pinched the skin with both hands, and a dumpling came out.
Arranged one by one, nice and neat.
After a while, the dough Zhang's mother had rolled out was all gone.
"Sir, please hurry up and stop staring at the eldest lady?" Zhang Ma knocked on the chopping board with a rolling pin, startling Dai Guanyan.
Li Xiaomei looked up and saw Dai Guanyan evasively arching his shoulders.
She couldn't help but laugh, and couldn't help it, a smile appeared on her lips.
Zhang Ma also held back her laughter.
Dai Guanyan looked calm and finished the dough in a few strokes, then joined Li Xiaomei and quietly imitated her in making dumplings.
He is a smart student, and the dumplings are a bit off in appearance, but they are all done anyway.
"Go and boil water." Li Xiaomei opened her mouth. Dai Guanyan glanced at her and went to boil a pot of water in silence.
Zhang Ma glanced at the dumplings lined up on the board and asked Li Xiaomei: "Miss, why do you make so many dumplings? It takes several days to eat three meals a day."
As he spoke, he glanced behind him.
The meaning is obvious: Are you bringing something to eat for your husband?
Li Xiaomei pinched one and said: "I have been busy making roast goose these past few days. Mr. Tan's side and Mr. Lu's side should have finished the ones they gave last time. There is no one to take care of them here.
…”
Dai Guanyan almost got scalded by the boiling water and said coldly: "Li Xiaomei, the water is boiling."
The sound was so loud that not only Li Xiaomei heard it, but also Zhang Ma, whose hearing was not that good.
Li Xiaomei glanced at him: "What are you doing so loudly? The water will boil."
She counted twenty dumplings and put them into the pot. Before she could even close the lid, Dai Guanyan took twenty dumplings and threw them down.
Li Xiaomei stared at the pot full of dumplings: "Why are you making so many!"
"I chose leeks."
Li Xiaomei had a black line on his face: I'll hold you to death.
She put the remaining dumplings into a freezer box and put them in the refrigerator to avoid being chewed by him again.
But no matter how big his stomach is, Dai Guanyan can't eat that much.
Zhang Ma picked it up, let it cool, and put it in a packing box.
No matter how late we delay, it's time to leave.
Li Xiaomei handed him the packing box and said sarcastically: "Less oil, just fry it and you can eat it. If you don't know how, just heat it up in the air fryer."
Dai Guanyan held the box and looked at her.
Zhang’s mother looked at it in disgust from behind and muttered in a low voice: “We are a family, but we end up having to eat from two pots of rice…”
Seeing that he wouldn't leave, Li Xiaomei gave him the extra roasted goose and let him feed the stray cats and dogs.
Dai Guanyan glanced at the two boxes in his hand, walked to the refrigerator, opened the door, and took another box of raw frozen dumplings before leaving.
Zhang Ma was stunned for a moment.
After Dai Guanyan left, Zhang Ma cleaned up the kitchen and muttered to Li Xiaomei: "Miss, I can see it all. I don't believe you can't see it. My husband instructs me to go out to buy lotus root with honey juice every day, and he also makes barbecue with you.
Goose, I still don’t want to reconcile with you.”
"Honey lotus root is soft, glutinous, and sweet when cooked. How can I eat it every day? I didn't eat snacks much when I was a child. I didn't want to eat it for three days in a row. My husband ate it for half a month.
, what do you think he wants?"
"Sir, he doesn't even eat cakes very much. Why do you eat so much now?"
"Lotus root, lotus root, lotus root is connected by broken threads. No matter how much you quarrel with him, they will always be connected together."
"Miss, your temper is just like this lotus root. When it's raw, it's crispy, but when it's ripe, it becomes soft and waxy. You even take care of outsiders, and your husband has been married to you for so long, but you can still leave him alone.
in spite of?"
Li Xiaomei remained silent and took her mobile phone to the living room to sit down. Zhang Ma followed her out with a rag and pretended to wipe the coffee table.
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