House Dad’s Literary Life

"Hello, your Sahara Express express, please sign."

At noon that day, Yang Lan went to the gatekeeper of the villa area and signed his own package. Seeing the courier of the Sahara Express who had a red nose and a red nose in the wind, Yang Lan held the parcel in his left hand, extended his right hand, shook hands with him, and praised and said: "It’s hard, the parcel is delivered very timely, I am just right. Use it!"

The courier took back his hand and was a little embarrassed to scratch his head and said: "It is always our pursuit of Sahara to transport the express mail faster, better and more conveniently."

It is quite an official rhetoric. It seems that after Li Long came to power, these couriers did undergo very strict business training.

"Speak well, but also pay attention to rest, the body is ... is the capital of your work and life." Yang Hao patted the other side of the shoulder, satisfied with a sentence.

After Yang Lan finished speaking, he went back with his own parcel and left a courier.

Who is this? What is the tone? Is it a government official?

I still don't know that the object that I just sent the parcel is one of my own bosses. The courier thought that this is Yang Hao's high position and habitual rhetoric. After all, in this villa area, the people who live are not rich and expensive.

The courier didn't even know that it was his big boss who sent the parcel.

"This is the addition of Ding vinegar sent by Fu Jun." After Yang returned home, he explained to Murphy while disassembling the parcel. "He told me a famous Cantonese dish for women who are confined to the moon." , pig's foot **** vinegar, but to do this dish, you have to use the sweet vinegar produced in Guangdong Province, so I have been waiting for him to buy and send it to me."

Pig foot **** vinegar is not only suitable for women who are confined to the moon, it is suitable for all ages and has high nutritional value. Therefore, Yang Hao certainly wants Fu Jun to send himself the most authentic vinegar, or the old vinegar workshop, not the assembly line products on the market.

A large box of diced vinegar, twenty bottles, a full dozens of pounds, enough for Yang Yu to use for a month or two.

“Why haven't you heard of this dish? I have never seen it in the Cantonese restaurant before.” Murphy asked Xiao Xiao, curiously.

"Why don't I know it, but it may not be worth it..." Yang Lan shrugged and smiled. "This dish is very troublesome to do. It has to be cooked several times and added a lot of material. Come out, it’s not worth selling cheap, and it’s expensive to sell and not want to eat.”

The authentic practice of pig's foot **** vinegar is really troublesome. Start preparing for half a month in advance, cook for several hours every day, cook for half a month, and wait for the child to be born, you can give it to the mother.

But now I know that this dish of Yang Lan can't wait so long, then Murphy has passed the month! Besides, the **** after cutting can be basically tasted without being soaked for one month. The pig's foot **** vinegar after cooking is still very tasty.

Not much to say, Yang Lan can let the family taste the "pig foot **** vinegar" at night, and it will start to get busy at noon.

In order to make this dish, Yang Lan prepared materials in advance a few days ago, including buying a big belly corrugated enough to cook more than ten kilograms of food.

The pig's foot is bought in the morning, it is very fresh, use the boiling water to remove the white foam and drain the water. Peel the meat ginger, cut the thick slices, and fry them in a pot. The eggs are also boiled and boiled, so that all the materials are prepared.

Including sweetened vinegar, all the materials are cooked in a large belly corrugated, Yang Lan is too sour, and put a piece of rock sugar in it. After the fire is boiled, turn to a small fire and slowly stew.

After a few hours of stewing, Yang Lan turned off the fire and cooled for a while. When the afternoon was ready to pick up, he fired slowly and simmered the second time.

"Ma Ma, my brother, I am back!" He was picked up by his father from the kindergarten. After getting off the bus, he shouted happily, and whether the mother in the room would hear it.

I saw a little girl in a bright yellow/colored down jacket under the gray sky that was about to fall, and ran to the villa on a cheerful pace.

The little girl's nose is very sensitive. When she enters the house, she smells it. It is her favorite sour and sweet fragrance!

"Wow! It's so sweet!" He blinked all of his eyes. He didn't bother looking for his mother and playing with Xiaoxi. She twisted her head and explored it.

Yang took the daughter's bag and saw that the little girl was the same as the buns. She sniffed and sniffed the right side, looking for the past, and he followed it with a funny smile.

Of course, the smell that makes people appetite, in addition to the kitchen, where can it float out?

Like the treasure, I finally found a huge corrugation in the kitchen!

"Hey, what is this?" The little girl swallowed the smell and couldn't help her mouth. Looking back at her father, she asked with hope.

"This is? It is a delicious dish recommended by Uncle Fu Jun to us, called pig's foot vinegar." Yang Lan smiled and said, "Scent?"

The little girl forced her little head and licked her delightful little eyes. Obviously, she could not wait.

"When we wait for a while to eat dinner, let's eat together!" Yang Xiao smiled and licked his small head.

During this time, dinner did not require Yang Lan to worry about it. After returning, Dong Yuexi and Zheng Shuyi began to make dinner. Unless Yang Lan wanted to cook something for food or Murphy, he needed to cook.

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At dinner time, in addition to Yang Huan who lives in the school, the family is surrounded by a piece to prepare for dinner.

"After going back, you mainly want to check the books, other chores, you let Dong Qishu to deal with it. Since it is a project in the village, we don't have to involve too much." Yang Lan gave the 曦曦 菜 , while Yang Qing The face-to-face machine is suitable.

After playing in Jiangcheng for more than a month, Yang Qing and Zheng Shuyi will go back in time tomorrow.

Because the road leading to the county town has been repaired, Yang Qing manages the funds as the representative of Yang Lan, and when the workers are paid at the end of the year, Yang Qing is present to sign.

Coupled with the end of the next month is also the Spring Festival, many customs before the Spring Festival to do, the family can not be without a person, Yang Chonggui and Dong Yuexi are ready to accompany their grandchildren to the Spring Festival and then go back together, can only work hard Yang Qing to go back to take care of.

Yang Qing went back, and Zheng Shuyi naturally had to go back with one piece.

Interrupting the adult's conversation was impolite, and after anxiously waiting for Dad to finish talking with his uncle, he pouted his mouth and said to his father: "Hey, pig's feet vinegar? I want to eat delicious pork vinegar!"

Yes! Not to say good, can you eat delicious pork vinegar when you have dinner? How did you not see it on the table?

The mind is thinking of the seductive sweet and sour scent, but Wang Mei can't stop the thirst. She now sees other foods and feels boring.

"That's sour, you have to eat some food before you can eat that. Otherwise the stomach will hurt." Murphy was next to him, softly talking to her daughter.

Although Yang Lan and her father-in-law are caring for them, Murphy is still not easy, because now Xiaoyan is sticking to her mother whenever she is awake!

Perhaps it is the same as smelling the mother's milk scent. If he is held by someone else, he will cry immediately. Even if Yang Lan, if you want to hold your son, you can only have fun after the little guy is asleep.

Sadly reminded Yang Lan, but also to share time with Yang Chonggui and Dong Yuexi, especially during the day, if Xiaoxiao fell asleep, Dong Yuexi rushed to take his grandson to the living room's floor-to-ceiling window to bathe in the winter without the hot sun, Yang At this time, there is absolutely no chance to grab the son from the mother...

It’s not Murphy, no matter how small, she is tired! She has to hurry up, take a break when she is asleep, and get up at night to feed her diaper for a diaper!

However, fortunately, Xiao Yan is more obedient than the sticky mother. Now he has gradually formed a habit, crying when he is particularly insecure, and only when he wants to drink milk. He will cry a few times, and if he is urinating, he will either not sing, or just a few words.

Now Murphy talks with him more closely, the little guy will still look at his mother, the small mouth is slightly open, and the cute people don't want it.

Really tired and happy!

I know that my mother is very hard, so my mother has opened her mouth. Although she is a little depressed, she is also obediently lowering her head and risotto.

Yang Lan gave a bit of fish to her, and she liked the mushrooms that she usually liked. She encouraged: "Come on, after eating this, Dad can give you a pig's foot vinegar!"

"But, but can I eat more?" He raised his small head and said his mouth.

"Yes, if you like it, you can eat it today, you can eat it tomorrow, you can eat it the day after tomorrow!" Yang Lan opened his hand and smiled exaggeratedly.

“Really?” The big cake that Dad painted was attracted. The little girl’s suffocation suddenly vanished. She grabbed her chopsticks and asked for it.