She picked up the fried fish, added ginger, garlic, chili peppers, scallions, and peppercorns and stir-fried, then added the side dishes, added a spoonful of bean paste, and continued to stir-fry to bring out the flavor.
Finally, add half a spoonful of water, then put the fried fish down and reduce the juice over low heat.
When it's almost ready, add salt, sugar, oyster sauce, pepper, cumin and other seasonings, turn off the heat and simmer for a while.
The braised fish is ready to be cooked.
As soon as the lid of the pot was opened, a rich, spicy and alluring smell wafted out, making Cheng Xiuwen's stomach growl even louder.
His eyes were staring straight at the braised fish, saliva was secreting from his mouth, and he was feeling extremely tormented inside.
The braised fish was full of color, flavor and taste, comparable to the skill of a chef in a restaurant. Cheng Xiuwen wanted to try it very much.
If he can resist the cucumbers and stir-fried vegetables, then he can't resist the braised fish.
Song Yutong put the fish on the table: "Okay, everyone, wash your hands quickly and you can eat!"
Naituanzi and Cheng Hanyan immediately went out to fetch water and wash their hands. Only Cheng Xiuwen stood up, lowering his eyes and forcing himself to resist the temptation.
"Then I'll go back first." As he said that, his eyes fell on the braised fish. He glanced at it longingly and forced himself to turn his head away.
Having seen it, he thought he had already eaten and walked out.
He can't stay any longer, otherwise he really won't be able to resist the temptation of delicious food.
Song Yutong noticed his gaze and felt a little strange.
Don't you really want to eat it? Why do you have to go back? If Cheng Xiuwen goes back after this incident happened today, I'm afraid Cheng Gui and his son won't give him a good look.
"Aren't you going back after dinner?" Song Yutong almost blurted out.
It was precisely because of her words that Cheng Xiuwen suddenly raised his head and looked at her with astonishment in his eyes.
Song Yutong understood his thoughts and continued.
"Go wash your hands first. I have cooked your food. If you go back now, the father and son will probably cause trouble for you. Why go back and face it hungry?"
After hearing her words, Cheng Xiuwen felt an unknown emotion well up in his heart, mixed with a touch of warmth.
"Are you really Song Yutong?" Cheng Xiuwen's eyes were somewhat scrutinizing.
The Song Yutong he had heard of before was lazy, greedy, playful and vicious.
Either his brother cooks or his five-year-old nephew does the cooking. For such a big boy, he has to do housework every day. He is not tall enough, and he has to wash the whole family's clothes.
If he did anything wrong at all, Song Yutong would beat or scold him. Even if Naituanzi was at his own home, his life was as miserable as he was at his uncle's house.
At that time, because his eldest brother had such a daughter-in-law, he had no time to take care of himself, so he wanted to take him over to live with him, which would probably make life even more difficult.
So he would rather give his uncle five kilograms of wild game a month in exchange for a few points of peace of mind.
Song Yutong, who had already been questioned once by Cheng Hanyan, was already prepared when he heard such words again.
Song Yutong raised her hand and gave Cheng Xiuwen a violent shudder.
"Call sister-in-law, don't call me by my name!"
Cheng Xiuwen covered his head that didn't hurt and glared at Song Yutong fiercely.
"Stop staring. Your eyes are small and you won't be able to stare any wider. Go wash your hands and eat. There will be no food in a while."
Listening to Song Yutong's joking words, Cheng Xiuwen suddenly felt a very strange feeling in his heart, and he wanted to stay in such an environment for a while longer.
When the three of them came back after washing their hands, Song Yutong had already served everyone food.
When she went to wash her hands, Cheng Xiuwen suddenly called Cheng Hanyan.
"Brother, are you happy now?"
Cheng Hanyan paused for a second, a soft light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his lips softened a lot when he looked at Cheng Xiuwen.
"Your sister-in-law has changed a lot, and she is very good now."
After hearing what he meant, Cheng Xiuwen immediately understood that his brother was really doing well now.
"Eat quickly!" Cheng Hanyan took a chopstick of fish meat and gave it to Cheng Xiuwen.
Naituanzi followed suit and gave Cheng Xiuwen his favorite cucumber.
"Uncle, my mother's cooking is delicious! You must eat more." Naituanzi has now become Song Yutong's biggest fan.
No matter where he goes, he has to show off his mother. He also shows off the food cooked by his mother.
Cheng Xiuwen saw Naituanzi working so hard to pick up the food for him, so he took the initiative to stretch the bowl forward.
Song Yutong happened to come in at this time. Cheng Xiuwen saw her subconsciously retracting the bowl and was about to explain.
In fact, Cheng Xiuwen was still somewhat afraid of Song Yutong.
After all, the rumors outside were that she had a vicious and hard-to-talk side. Even her eldest brother sometimes had to give in, so he was really afraid of Song Yutong, his sister-in-law.
Although his brother said he has changed.
"Hey, baby, you are actually willing to share your favorite cucumber with your uncle? You did a great job. Good things are meant to be shared with friends."
Song Yutong's words were gentle and full of smiles, without any intention of blaming her.
Cheng Xiuwen breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief.
"Eat more fish. Eat fish wisely. You two are still growing, so you need to take more supplements."
Song Yutong could tell at a glance that Cheng Xiuwen was full of ideas for the braised fish she cooked.
So I mixed some more for him and the milk dumplings, and sat down to eat by myself.
"Where's mine?" Cheng Hanyan suddenly asked.
Song Yutong was confused for a while, and suddenly realized that she had served food to both Nai Tuanzi and Cheng Xiuwen, but she had ignored Cheng Hanyan.
So I thought of playing a prank and gave him a chopstick of stir-fried vegetables.
"Eat, eat, it's delicious!" Cheng Hanyan didn't understand what Song Yutong meant, but he felt satisfied after eating.
Cheng Xiuwen was always timid, and Naituanzi was always taking care of him crazily. He didn't eat much when he saw that he didn't pick up vegetables.
He immediately acted like a little adult and forced Cheng Xiuwen to eat two bowls of rice and various vegetables.
Cheng Xiuwen was quite full from this meal and very satisfied.
It had been a long time since he had eaten enough, and he still felt a little dazed looking at the empty bowls and plates in front of him.
"If uncle doesn't give you food in the future, you can come over to big brother's place to eat."
Cheng Hanyan felt very distressed when he saw Cheng Xiuwen's thin appearance. He said these words as soon as he opened his mouth, thinking that Song Yutong would no longer object.
At worst, he can earn more money and give it to Song Yutong, and he will definitely find a way to make her the Shangguan's wife.
"Why should we let him come over for dinner in the future?" Song Yutong suddenly interrupted what Cheng Xiuwen was about to say.
Cheng Hanyan was also stunned. He never expected that Song Yutong, who had changed now, would still not agree to Xiuwen coming to the house for dinner.