Men's Petite Wife: Lord, Madam ran away again

Chapter 272 New Year's Eve
There was a full sense of fear in the cry.

Ji Wanyi and Xi Wen Shimo, who were woken up and were tidying up, almost thought that someone was abusing cats.

Ji Xuanyu has fallen out of favor with Liangliang.

For a whole day, Liang Liang didn't want to get close to him again.

As for the rest of the Ji family, Ji Wanyi, Ji Xuanqing, Meng Shi and General Ji became Liangliang's "favourite" objects one after another.

Ji Wanyi, who was forced to separate from Liangliang for a long time, finally felt proud for a while.

The New Year's Eve dinner was cooked by the whole family, after all, they were not real chefs with real skills, so Ji Wanyi and the others chose to prepare the pot together. As for other big dishes, the chefs in the kitchen continued to be in charge.

The method of the pot is simple, just need to prepare more sauces and side dishes.

Ji Wanyi and Meng Shi are responsible for some delicate work, and the three men in the family are responsible for the dirty work such as washing vegetables and stringing bamboo sticks.

It didn't take long for General Ji, who was in charge of rolling the noodles, to start complaining.

"Ma'am, this, this, this, how about, let's get someone else to do it?" General Ji looked at the polygonal pancakes that he had rolled out one thick and the other thin, and felt that one was bigger than the other. "This is really too difficult, I can't do it!"

"What can't be done?" Meng said with her hands on her waist, obviously a little disgusted with her husband. "Look at what you've rolled into? The dough cake is so good, it's almost smashed by you. You, you, you, why are you so stupid?"

General Ji felt aggrieved: "I said I couldn't do it!"

"Is there any reason if you can't do it?" Meng stared at her husband. "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and continue! Bring out your spirit of martial arts training, if you don't know how to do it, just practice more, I don't believe you can't do such a simple thing well!"

General Ji: "...All right."

But after a few more rolls, General Ji couldn't take it any longer, and said to Ji Xuanqing who was next to him, "Boss, why don't we switch?"

Ji Xuanqing is now adding firewood to make soup.

With a warm smile on his face, Ji Xuanqing said: "Father, I'm afraid you can't do this. Cooking soup seems very simple, but in fact the most important thing is the heat. It's the first time you make this, I'm afraid you will give this pot of soup to me." Boiled."

"Where is it as serious as you said? Isn't it just to make soup? Your father and I used to cook with the brothers in the military camp before, and we didn't see the meal being boiled!" General Ji said irritably.

In fact, what Ji Xuanqing said was a bit exaggerated.He couldn't do it either.After all, the work of rolling dough is really... so tortured!

He was forced by his old mother to make it twice before, and he was deeply impressed each time, and the noodles he made couldn't bear to look directly at them.

After two painful experiences, this time without further ado, he immediately took over the job of boiling water and making soup.

But he didn't expect that his father would be so involuntary, and wanted to cheat his son so soon!
Ji Xuanqing put on a pitiful look and didn't dare to resist, and carefully raised his opinion: "Father, I'm afraid you really can't do this job..."

"You little bastard, are you playing tricks on your father now?" General Ji blew his beard and stared.

Just as Ji Xuanqing was about to say something, she heard Meng's accusation: "You are an old man who is not ashamed, and you have the nerve to bully your own son after the Chinese New Year. You are so confused!"

The Meng family has the most say in the entire Ji family.

When Meng Shi said this, General Ji seemed to be grabbed by the braid, and said hesitatingly: "I don't have it!" thousands of miles.

Ji Wanyi and Ji Xuanqing and Ji Xuanyu brothers covered their mouths and laughed.

"Okay, okay, Dad, let me roll the noodles for you." Ji Wanyi rolled up her sleeves and said.

"Look, look, look, it's better to raise a daughter!" General Ji looked at his two sons proudly. "Raising you two silly bastards, you know how to piss me off on weekdays. When it's critical, I still have to use my little padded jacket!"

After finishing speaking, she said to Ji Wanyi in a soft voice: "Daughter, come here, come here and help your father, who will give you a big red envelope tomorrow!"

Ji Wanyi chuckled.

"San'er, look at your future!" Ji Xuanyu said disgustedly, "Come here and help second brother, second brother will give you a red envelope bigger than our father, and give you two!" He raised his hand and gestured.

General Ji grabbed a small piece of dough and threw it towards Ji Xuanyu. "You little bastard, argue with your own father! Do you know what respect is?"

"Father, you are already quite old, you should cherish my little son, right?" Ji Xuanyu smiled playfully.

"All of you be honest with me!" Mrs. Meng said.

General Ji, Ji Wanyi, and Ji Xuanyu immediately didn't dare to do it again.

"Wanyi, come here, you are not allowed to help anyone today, I don't believe it, you old men, you can't do such an idea well!"

Ji Xuanyu & Ji Xuanqing & General Ji: "..."

Looking at the pitiful appearance of her father and brother, Ji Wanyi laughed unabashedly.

After about an hour, the three men of Ji's family finally managed to finish the tasks at hand with their arduous efforts.

The three old men seemed to have had a hard fight with someone, and they were all sweating a lot. Sitting side by side on the threshold of the kitchen, they all looked extremely tired.

"It's too difficult for me. In order to eat a pot, it's easy for me!" General Ji said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Father, I'm not much better, okay? I look at your job of rolling noodles, it doesn't seem too tiring." Ji Xuanyu said, "Wearing skewers seems simple, but in fact it is the most laborious. Vegetables are not bad. , but the meat is slippery and greasy, and it is still tough, and it takes time and effort, and it is easy to poke your hands if you are not careful, and my fingers are numb."

"It's nonsense, I think your job is much more leisurely than mine! The skin is so soft, once the rolling pin goes down, who knows which end is thicker and which is thinner? It doesn't matter if you roll it into thin slices, you have to Cut it into thin strips, and if the strips are not handled properly, they will stick together, it’s just too much!"

Father and son, you look at me, I look at you, and finally Ji Xuanyu said: "Father, why did I suddenly feel that the work of both of us seems to be more tiring than that of eldest brother!"

Ji Xuanqing, who was still listening to the excitement, suddenly became vigilant, and denied it: "Nonsense, you just think my job is easy, but in fact, this thing needs to master the heat. If the fire is too light or heavy, the soup will not be able to make the most delicious soup. When the smell comes, you have to keep your eyes on the fire in the pot all the time, otherwise, all previous efforts will be in vain.”

(End of this chapter)