The key to cooking barley and wheat is not whether it tastes good or not, nor what it is made. The key is that one word is made and has nothing to do with other things. Novels.

The things were placed on the table, and even Winnie and the soaked bag were a little unhappy. The two small faces were like Changbai Mountain. They were always used to the orthodox Chinese food made by Jian Heng. Now a bear and a raccoon are a little uncomfortable with American taste.

To be honest, the rice cooked by the two sisters of Barley and wheat is not delicious, but it is not that bad. American cuisine is sour and sweet in Jian Heng's eyes. Americans are good at this, so the dinner prepared by barley and wheat is the same. Blueberry bread with salad, and some ancestral sauces they made can definitely be eaten for Americans, but for Jian Heng to eat, Jian Heng even has the heart to wipe his neck.

Oh! Jian Heng was so uncomfortable this meal.

The uncomfortable thing is not about eating, but about pretending to be delicious while eating, and at the same time, it also explains in a simple and easy-to-understand way why the things made by the two are so delicious.

Fortunately, I have lived together for more than a year, and now Jian Heng said against his will, and said: "I didn't expect that you two are really good at cooking."

Jian Heng didn't know whether it was a dish to put a piece of meat in the bread, and a little sauce, and then a few slices of lettuce, or it was enough to praise it anyway.

Just as Jian Heng said this, the instant noodles guy jumped down from the chair and walked straight towards the door.

roar!

Winnie roared at the instant noodles method: Where are you going?

The instant noodles looked back at Winnie and replied with a few creaking sounds: Let’s see if I have finished eating in Denver. If not, I will go and have something to eat.

Roar! Winnie also flipped down from the chair he was squatting: Go together, go together!

Jian Heng looked at Winnie and instant noodles walking towards the door, and he paid reluctance to pay attention for a long time before he took his eyes back.

Xiaomai naturally saw it and opened her mouth and said, "Winnie and instant noodles don't like our dishes!"

When Damai saw Xiaomai's expression, she comforted her and said, "They are all carnivorous animals. The things we make are a bit too vegetarian. They will definitely like them when we barbecue next time!" "Yes!" Jian Heng said immediately: "Next time barbecue, don't do these things, don't bear hunger." "It's really that bad?" Xiaomai looked at Jian Heng and asked.

Jian Heng immediately straightened his face: "How is that possible? The taste is nothing. Michelin is just like this. You know the situation here. If you don't kill a few kilograms of meat every day, you seem to feel like you haven't lived today." Well, let's bake it next time, but these things will be eaten." Xiaomai happily assigned a task to Jian Heng.

Jian Heng has something to say, just eat it, throw some into the space secretly.

Anyway, after a meal, the barley and wheat are no longer visible. It is normal for Jian Heng to wash dishes at home. A person who cooks the leftovers has always been a fine tradition of Jian Heng's family.

After taking care of the kitchen, Jian Heng secretly prepared to go to the restaurant, because this morning, Jian Heng saw Zhao Changshan being assigned to take care of the broken hair of the pig's hands. There was no need to think about it, it would definitely be stewed at noon at the latest. If it was not cooked now, there would be a ghost.

In addition, Jian Heng is not full yet, so he wants to go over and play the tooth sacrifice.

When he went out, he hummed a little song and rushed to the restaurant. When he was still a hundred inches away from the restaurant, Jian Heng decided to go in through the back door for the sake of insurance, take a pig's hand and hide aside to eat.

Following this idea, Jian Heng walked to the door, and when he opened the door, he was about to whisper something, but suddenly he was stunned by the scene he saw.

Winnie, Denver, squatted and gnawed the big bones of pigs. Jian Heng was not surprised at all. The strange thing was barley and wheat. Now each of them sat on a small stool, each with a pig's hand, and oil was chewing on both sides of his mouth.

"Aren't you full, why are you still going to the restaurant to eat pig hands?"

In an instant, Jian Heng's plan changed from stealing pig hands to scolding the two sisters of Barley and wheat. Although he was here to eat pig hands himself, wasn't it because he hadn't eaten yet, so he naturally had the face to talk to others.

Xiaomai was stunned for a moment, and then asked back, "What are you doing here? " "I came here to catch you. I have an insider to tell me that you are stealing pig hands here. Didn't you just say that I'm full? Why are everyone holding a big pig's hooves and gnawing on them all the time? Well!" Jian Heng asked seriously.

Damai is much smarter, and he ignored Jian Heng's pretentious behavior and said, "If you eat, sit down and eat. If you don't eat, don't delay our and Ningning's reading club!" "Reading club?" Jian Heng was quite strange: "What reading club?"

Dabae stretched out her hand, and Jian Heng found that there was an iPad in front of the two sisters. The little sister on the screen was holding a big watermelon, gnawing like a little ground mouse. "Why didn't you go to school?" Jian Heng asked.

Ningning said on the other end: "Brother, you are stupid. Today is Saturday, and we won't go to school!"

"Oh! Then are you at home today or what do you say?" Jian Heng asked.

"I'm not at home? I'm chatting with Damai and Xiaomai sister-in-law!" Ning Ning said.

At this moment, a little girl's head came to the front of the screen: "Let me see, let me see, this is your brother!"

"Well, this is my brother, it's not as good as my two sisters-in-law!" Ning Ning directly put a single sleeve on the back.

"..." Jian Heng didn't know how to talk about his own girl. He spoke so annoyingly. Just have the first sentence, why do you have to add the next sentence?

Barley and wheat are so happy.

Jian Heng decided to ignore his little traitor, his sister, and asked, "Where are so many children?"

Ning Ning said: "It's all my classmates. I knew I wanted to chat with my sister-in-law, so their parents sent them over..."

Jian Heng understood, and the trend of learning English among the whole nation has not yet dissipated. I heard that Ning Ning was going to chat with her American sister-in-law and all the people sent her children.

What Jian Heng didn’t know was that the English teacher in Ningning now speaks English now is not as good as she said. For children, learning languages ​​is just right and making progress. Learning English like Ningning now is just jumping out of her brain. It’s not like learning another language when she starts to do ‘translation’ work.

With Ningning, the jade in front of him, other parents naturally rushed to send their children.

It’s not easy for Jian Heng to leave now. He came to eat pig hands. Now that he hasn’t eaten pig hands, his stomach cannot be empty. Moreover, the pig hands are still hot at this time, and it will be cold and it will be delicious after eating it later. Who knows how long it will take for the two women and Ningning to talk.

So Jian Heng took out an iron rake and put it into the pot and took out one from the bottom. The largest one seemed to be delicious. The front pig hand was put into the empty plate next to him and waited for a while before eating.

Waiting for the pig's hands to cool down, Jian Heng raised his ears and listened to what the chatting between Daba and Xi Jinping and Ningning had to say more than twice, one in Chinese and the other in English. At first I heard it, but after listening for a while, I felt a little sleepy.

I felt that the pig's hands were almost cold, so Jian Heng pushed open the door with his pig's hands, and chewed the pig's hands while wandering aimlessly. "Brother Jian Heng!"

He was gnawing at the pig's hand happily. Suddenly, a woman's voice made Jian Heng feel uncomfortable. When he heard this voice, Jian Heng knew that it was Sixiu. Now this little girl calls him Brother Jian Heng.

A little smile was squeezed out from his face, and Jian Heng turned his face: "Sixiu is here, why are you here so late today? Mr. Yao hasn't returned yet?"

Sixiu looked at Jian Heng and said, "Why have you been hiding from me?" Actually, I didn't hiding from you. "Think about it, Jian Heng said, "Okay, I am hiding from you, I just want us to be really inappropriate. You are still young and have seen few men. When you get older, you will know that men like me are all over the streets..."

Without Selena and Blackley, or the group of naughty kids in the space, Jian Heng might not have been able to withstand the seduction of a beautiful and innocent girl in such a regular time. Maybe his mind would turn on his horse that day.

But now I am not willing to mess with Sixiu anymore. My children can't be raised by adding a scoop of water to the pot. I'll kick my legs and don't fight with children for property. Even if Sixiu doesn't have this idea, it's hard for others to say that the most reliable thing is that all the children are from barley and wheat. They may not necessarily not fight in the end, but they must always be better. The old saying goes, whether the child is educated well or not, look at the mistress at home. Jian Heng believes that Barley and wheat will be a good mother.

Sixiu said: "I just want a child, and you are the leader of the sect. I think it is very suitable to give me a child. I don't want to marry others too much, nor do I want to find a stupid husband like others...". "I understand you, really, but this matter is not enough. The matter of the child is not the final decision of me. I have barley and wheat now," Jian Heng said seriously.

Sixiu didn't have any sad expressions. After saying oh, she suddenly changed the topic: "It's a little late, it's time for me to go back, otherwise Grandpa Yao would be anxious again!"

After saying that, he didn't wait for Jian Heng to answer, and turned around and hummed a little song and left.

Looking at Sixiu's back, Jian Heng suddenly felt that the little girl was a little weird, which made her get goose bumps. So now she had no intention of gnawing at the pig's hand. She was stunned for a long time with the pig's hand, staring at Sixiu's back for a few minutes, and suddenly sighed.
Chapter completed!