Chapter 178 Cooking New Year's Eve Dinner

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Chapter 178 Cooking New Year's Eve Dinner

The children placed paper kites on the gentle hillside. As soon as Gu Chunzhu and Su Wangqin passed by, Da Zhuang held the wheel in his hand and a bunch of children chased after him, while Xiao Cheng sat on a tree root and wrote on a wooden board.

An An's little butt was also sitting in the pile of dead vines, and when she saw them put Zhiyuan, she laughed giggling, and when her parents came, she hurriedly patted the dead leaves on her little butt and ran over.

Gu Chunzhu bent over to catch her, the little guy's hand wrapped around Gu Chunzhu's neck, and the whole person jumped up, Gu Chunzhu hurriedly supported her little butt, Stop it, this arm is going to be dislocated!

Mother, I miss you so much, I'm a little padded jacket and I have to hang it on my mother. An An's smiling head was still tilted back, and her two braids were hanging down, which looked very dangerous.

Su Wangqin lifted her up and tucked her into Gu Chunzhu's arms. Gu Chunzhu hugged her tightly, grabbing her two little hands, You're disobedient.

In fact, her heart is as sweet as chewing candy dipped in honey. She has two such caring children in her life, what does it matter if they are not born by herself. To have children is to enjoy the joys of raising children, and now she has them all.

Gu Chunzhu looked at An An's delicate little eyebrows, and he must take care of her growing up a little bit, and teach her to be a person with self-esteem, self-love and self-improvement. If she finds a good person, she will give her red makeup.

Thinking that the child in front of him is going to get married in the future, it is inevitable that he has some emotions in his heart, Gu Chunzhu told himself not to think about it.

She pinched An An's fleshy face and said, Let's go, go to grandma's house to help together, and then have a New Year's Eve dinner in the evening.

Xiaocheng also put away the wooden board, ran over and said something to Da Zhuang, Gu Chunzhu thought that he was afraid that when he saw Xiaolai again, he broke the paper kite and wanted to put it away first.

When he came back, he said that he had entrusted Zhi Yuan to Da Zhuang, lest the group of children would have no time to play as soon as they left, Gu Chunzhu praised him.

When I brought my two children to Su's house, in addition to Su Duo'er, Mrs. Su and her two daughters-in-law washed and scrubbed around a wooden tub in the yard. The wooden tub contained a lot of meat and vegetables.

Mrs. Qiu was plucking a fat old hen, Mrs. Fan was washing vegetable leaves, and Mrs. Su was hanging fish scales. He also smiled when he saw Su Wangqin and Gu Chunzhu coming.

Boss, the eldest daughter-in-law is here, move a long bench and sit down. Mrs. Su was rarely kind, but it was as if she couldn't see two children in her eyes.

Gu Chunzhu didn't know why Old Madam Su was so dead and didn't want to see her baby, so she took out a piece of meat and a packet of soup from the basket.

Mother, we're not here to eat and drink for nothing, let's stew it at night. Gu Chunzhu said and stuffed the things into Mrs. Su.

Mrs. Su smiled blindly. She loved to be clean. She even washed her hands stained with fish scales in Qiu's basin, and then in Fan's clear basin. She was wearing a bib. After wiping the water off his hands, he took the meat over.

Weighing at least two or three kilograms of meat, Mrs. Su glared at the two working daughters-in-law, Look at how sensible your sister-in-law is, you are all stingy.

Qiu pouted the corners of his mouth, not knowing if he was scared by Gu Chunzhu's beating, he didn't even murmur a word about holding a gun and carrying a stick.

Fan Shi just smothered her head to wash her dishes, and didn't dare to interrupt.

Mrs. Su put the meat in the stove. She cut a small half of it and took it out to prepare the meat to be drenched in water and stewed. Gu Chunzhu didn't say anything when she saw it. It was her business to deal with the things that were given to her.

I'll help with cooking or cooking the stove later. Gu Chunzhu looked at them washing the vegetables, and opened his voice first without being able to intervene.

Mrs. Su nodded hastily, The eldest daughter-in-law can cook well, even if she fiddles with that shit-filled water all day long and eats it, it will be disgusting to dig it out. This time, I'll give you a good piece of meat stew, don't make it unpalatable. already.

Gu Chunzhu took the half-cut meat handed over by Mrs. Su, and walked to the kitchen with his legs. The two children also followed Gu Chunzhu with interest.

This stew has to be stewed long enough to be fragrant, and she is not afraid of the early morning, so she is ready to stew it first. Xiaocheng jumped to the stove with his wooden plank in his arms, Mother, I'll burn the stove for you.

Hey. Gu Chunzhu replied, seeing An An twisting her little butt and also going over, and Xiao Cheng's life, she also looked close to her face, she was really not afraid, so she ordered, An An, be careful, don't rely on it. If you get too close, your braids will get burned.

Gu Chunzhu looked at the half of the meat, and the knife moved. I originally wanted to cook Dongpo Pork, but then I thought that the Dongpo Pork was too big, and there were so many people in my family that I might not be able to eat a single bite of the meat.

She was about to make braised pork, and cut the strips of meat into pieces the size of two fingers, but there were many pieces. After frying it in the pan until both sides were browned, I hurriedly asked the people outside where the spices were, and Mrs. Fan came in to help her find it.

Xiaocheng, lower the fire. Gu Chunzhu finally added spices and rock sugar, put the lid on the pot and simmered slowly.

After a while, there was nothing to do. Gu Chunzhu saw that there were still a few pieces of sweet potatoes piled up in the corner of the room.

I wondered whether my children could compete for two bites this New Year's Eve. First, I had to get some food to padded my stomach. These sweet potatoes were the least valuable. Mrs. Su should not care about the meat and sugar she received from her family.

She picked a large piece and threw it in her hand, An An, Xiao Chengniang, let's bake a sweet potato for you.

Xiaocheng and An'an both nodded and gave Gu Chunzhu a seat in front of the stove. Gu Chunzhu buried the sweet potatoes under the hot ash in the stove.

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It just so happens that roasting sweet potatoes on a low fire is the best. When the fire is too high, most of the sweet potatoes will be burnt. If you cover them with ash for half an hour, you can eat them without burning the skin.

Yo, Xiang, the eldest daughter-in-law also stewed this fish. There are only a few pieces of meat, so don't steal it for these two little cubs to eat. Madam Su opened her stomach and washed it clean with her feet. The fish in the pot slipped over, lifted the lid of the pot and looked at the amount of meat in the pot, thinking of taking a note to avoid being stolen.

Mother, we're not as bad as you think. Gu Chunzhu frowned in dissatisfaction. She was here for the New Year's Eve dinner, not for a fight, so she held back her breath.

Madam Su put the fish down and went outside to continue washing the vegetables.

Gu Chunzhu made a flower knife for the grass carp, and asked Xiao Cheng to stuff another pot with firewood. When the pot was hot, he fry the fish until both sides were browned, fry the ginger and garlic, and add a teaspoon of sugar to remove the fishy smell. , and poured the cooking wine into the pot.

In the end, I scooped up a large tablespoon of water and simmered it into fish soup. The fish soup had a lot of weight, and I could still have soup if I couldn't grab the vegetables.

The braised pork has long been fragrant, and the fish soup has also boiled and turned milky white. Xiaocheng and An An were both sitting in front of the stove, An An knew that this was grandma's house, and grandma was very fierce and wanted to eat casually, but she couldn't help it.

Mother, is the sweet potato ready? An An put her small hand on her calf in front of the stove, supported her cheek, sucked the saliva from her mouth, and stared at the place where the sweet potato was buried in the stove.

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