"Say something." Bai Jianping asked. Lao Ma has it, Xiao Bai has it too, but he doesn't?
It tastes unpleasant, so I must say something.
Xiaobai gnawed on the chicken legs and laughed loudly: "Uncle, I don't know what to say about you. I don't know what you did today. I won't say anything. I still wish you good health."
, whatever you eat will taste delicious.”
"...Thank you." Bai Jianping said helplessly, thinking that he had been treated unfairly. In fact, he also worked very hard, but men never talk about their hardships. Like an elephant, they keep silent and trek tirelessly.
"You're welcome, ho ho ho~ Uncle, what else do you want to hear, I'll tell you."
"Don't listen, don't listen, that's enough. Is the Bang Bang Chicken delicious?"
"It's delicious. The Bangbang Chicken you make is the third most delicious in the world."
"Why third place? Your aunt must have done it first, so who is second?"
"My grandma."
Bai Jianping then thought about it and realized that he was actually in front of Zhang Tan. He immediately felt balanced and felt a little proud.
Xiaobai asked: "Uncle, why is the Bangbang chicken you make so delicious, but my old man's is not the same."
Anyway, the old man is not here, so you don’t have to worry about making him sad if you just talk about it.
"Hahaha, that's right, I'm good at my craftsmanship."
"Then you teach me, old man."
This is to train her old man to become a master chef of Sichuan cuisine and become her royal chef in the future.
"Let me tell you, to make delicious Bang Bang Chicken, you must first prepare a good chicken, it must be serious..."
Before he could speak, he was interrupted by Malanhua.
"You're not the best at making Bang Bang Chicken, but you're definitely the best in the world when you blow it down."
Xiaobai didn't give any face and laughed heartily.
Tonight is dinner cooked by Lao Bai. Ever since Malanhua opened the store, Bai Jianping has basically taken over the kitchen at home.
He understood Ma Lanhua's hard work and prepared dinner for her to eat when she came back.
After finishing a plate of Bangbang chicken, dinner was coming to an end. Bai Jianping finished eating and put down his chopsticks. Seeing Xiaobai still chewing on the Bangbang chicken, his mouth full of oil, he said: "Xiaobai, why don't you wash the dishes tonight?"
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Xiaobai waved his hands quickly: "No, no, no~"
"Why don't you cry? You can't wash the dishes?"
"I'm so tired today~"
Bai Jianping was inconsiderate of the children and insisted on asking them to wash the dishes. Bai Jianping just said rock, paper, scissors.
Bai Jianping thought about it and felt it was feasible. He was very confident in his skills.
He won two out of three games, but he lost the first two sentences, so the third game was unnecessary.
"Hahahahahaha~~~ I am laughing so hard!!!"
Xiaobai also didn't give any face, and laughed heartlessly.
Bai Jianping looked like he had eaten a fly and said angrily: "Why are you laughing?...Have you laughed enough?"
Xiaobai: "Mod, hahahahahaha~~~~"
Bai Jianping had a constipated face, looked at Ma Lanhua who was watching from the side, and said with a flattering smile: "Old Ma, it's our turn to guess the game."
Malanhua lowered her head to drink the soup, as if she didn't hear it.
Bai Jianping: "Lao Ma, let's guess the game, whoever loses washes the dishes."
Malanhua finally raised her head and looked at him sideways: "What did you say?"
"I...forget it, I'll wash the dishes, not because I lost, but because I love this family."
Bai Jianping found an excuse for himself and reluctantly took the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen.
"Uncle, there is another one!"
Xiao Bai quickly pinched the chicken with his hands and handed the bowl and chopsticks to Bai Jianping.
Bai Jianping stared at her, took away the dishes and chopsticks expressionlessly, and went to the kitchen.
Xiaobai followed, stood at the door of the kitchen without going in, and said to Bai Jianping inside: "Uncle, you have to work hard, don't be lazy, wash up, and clean up, so that we can stay healthy."
"How about you come and wash it?"
"If I don't wash, I can sing to you."
"I want to listen to "Ma Lanhua"."
Without saying a word, Xiaobai turned around and ran to complain to Malanhua, giving Bai Jianping no chance to regret and stay.
"Aunt, aunt~~~Uncle wants to listen to "Ma Lanhua", but I don't want to sing it, what should I do?"
Malanhua glanced at her, got up from the dining table, and went to open the refrigerator.
"You are already a big child. You have to have your own ideas. You can make up your own mind."
Little Bai Balabala followed her, saying to the effect that she didn't want to sing because it would make her aunt unhappy, but if she didn't sing, her uncle would be unhappy too. One side is family affection, the other side is friendship. It's a dilemma. What's going on?
In distress, she accidentally glanced at the refrigerator, glanced again, glanced again, and rubbed it.
"Wow~~~~~There are so many little bears! Auntie, why are there so many little bears in your refrigerator?"
Malanhua picked up a bottle, inserted a straw, and sucked it. After dinner, she took a bottle and doubled it on ice!
"I drank, what's wrong? Isn't it allowed?"
"Clam?"
"What's the point of opening such a big mouth? Can't I do that?"
"Okay, okay, okay, okay~~~~ I'll have a bottle too! Give me a bottle of thiophene!"
Xiaobai was jumping up and down, salivating.
Malanhua took out a bottle of bear drink and was about to give it to Xiaobai when she suddenly raised it out of her reach.
"You can drink Bear. Go get your bag."
"Where do you live?" Xiaobai asked warily.
"Count the money collected today."
"...Then give me two bottles of bear drinks."
"Okay, I'll give you three bottles. Go ahead and stop talking. If you say more, I'll get one bottle off."
Xiao Bai immediately ran to pick up his bag, opened the zipper in front of Malanhua, grabbed a handful of banknotes, and scattered them on the small coffee table.
"Hoo hoo hoo~~~A lot of paper is flying!!! Paper is flying, flying and flying~~"
As she said this, she grabbed another handful and was about to throw them into the sky. The next second, a big hand fell from the sky and held her down, unable to move.
Malanhua took away Xiaobai's bag and poured out all the money inside. At the same time, an almost bald pencil fell out, along with half an eraser.
Malanhua threw the Tulu pencil and eraser into the bag, then returned the bag to Xiaobai, asked her to crawl away, and started counting the money.
Xiaobai checked the pencil and eraser like a baby, for fear that her aunt would damage her little treasure.
She stood next to Malanhua and looked at the money.
"Auntie, are your eyes shining?"
"Happy."
"Why are you happy? Is it because Xiaobai is here?"
"No, it's because I made money."
"嘤嘤嘤~~~"
"...430,450,460,465,467..."
"418,419..."
"420,425...huh?"
Malanhua stopped counting money, looked at Xiaobai, and asked with confusion: "How many did you count just now?"
"425, aunt, let me count it for you. It's 425."
"Isn't it right? I remember it was more than 460."
"You must be mistaken!"
"...Guawazi, when I'm counting the money, don't make any noise or disrupt my train of thought."
Facing the fierce Malanhua, Xiaobai could only whisper: "...Huh, I'm helping you."
