House Dad’s Literary Life

Since Murphy is coming, Yang Lan has not thought about opening a store. Anyway, there are just a few guests in a day. Therefore, he took off the signboard early and closed the door.

Yang Lan knows that Murphy was too busy to eat even for two months, and his appetite was not very good. Therefore, he did not intend to prepare a few dishes to deal with the matter.

When Murphy came home with her husband, Yang Lan was wearing an apron and carrying a spatula in the kitchen to work!

"Xiao Juan?" Yang asked in a different place.

Murphy snorted and said with a sigh of relief: "As for us, do you think anyone is willing to appreciate your cooking? Xiaojuan has an appointment, I don't know which big guy has taken her heart away!"

This woman, in the face of Yang Lan, seems to gradually put down the defense in her heart, smiles, is full of style, no longer like before, every day with a cold expression.

"Hey, it's so sweet!" I couldn't wait to take off my little leather boots and walked on the slippers in front of her. She went to the second floor and sniffed the little nose like a puppy. The eyes sparkled and said, " Is it going to have dinner?"

Yang Lan took over Murphy's bag and walked at the end. He smiled and said: "Not enough, I have to wait, the delicious food needs another wait!"

However, Yang Lan went into the kitchen for a few minutes, and he came out again, carrying a plate of strawberries with frost. The bright red strawberries look like Murphy and the forefinger move, but the core in the middle of the strawberry is hollowed out. I don’t know what white things are inside, they are very curious.

"What is this?" Murphy couldn't help but ask.

"This is called condensed milk strawberry ice!" Yang Hao said with a slight smile, "I picked this big strawberry, cut the pedicle, hollowed out in the middle, then poured it into the condensed milk, and finally frozen it in the refrigerator, completely It’s a natural, handmade pre-dinner dessert. Let’s try it first!”

After Yang Lan put the plate down, he returned to the kitchen, but behind the scenes, the big one and the small two eyes that had long been brightened could not wait to eat.

"Oh, good ice!" The voice of screaming is vague.

"It's delicious, so delicious!" sighed and sighed, but still cried with joy.

"Sour and sweet!" Murphy's voice is as happy as a child who has not grown up.

Yang Lan was cooking in the kitchen and heard some faintly. He couldn't help but smile.

......

When it was finally time to open the meal, when Murphy and the eagerly eagerly looked at the dishes on the table, Yang Lan put them on their carefully prepared porridge.

“What is this?” Murphy reacted, looking at the soft and savory porridge inside, as well as yellow, black, reddish and other colorful ingredients, some confusedly asked.

"This is a miscellaneous grain porridge." Yang Lan introduced, "The inside of pumpkin, black beans, glutinous rice, rice, millet and peanuts, and then smashed, the entrance is instant, especially stomach!"

I can't wait to sneak a small spoon and dig a small mouth, just eat the peanuts she likes. The little guy with big eyes, can't help but say: "It's delicious!"

"Hey! You can't be so rude, wait for your dad to sit down and everyone can start eating!" Murphy paid great attention to etiquette and immediately raised his face to educate him.

I had to put two small hands on my knees and sit downright. But she smiled in her eyes and spit out her little tongue as a smirk at her father. It seemed to be secretly accusing her father of being strict with her.

Yang Lan smiled indifferently. He went on to explain, but the words were concise, because I couldn’t help but want to eat soon!

"Today's theme of this meal is 'Eat to Eat'. If you eat the fragrant first, you have to appetize. Then you have to recommend this plate of sweet and sour squid. It is a replica of sweet and sour pork, but the base used is more Elastic and chewy squid!"

"This is a vegetarian tofu, don't look like ordinary tofu, but there is a filling of carrots and mushrooms!"

"This is the favorite soda chicken wings (similar to cola chicken wings, which is called cola chicken wings for easy analysis). It is only slightly fried with frying, not very hot."

"this is……"

Finally, Yang Lan finished, the Queen’s talent nodded with satisfaction, waved chopsticks, and sneaked into the ground and said: “Open!”

She couldn’t help but swallow her mouth. She heard the words, and she happily pulled a small spoon and ate the porridge.

"It's delicious! Sweet, I like it!" He probably ate the pumpkin, and said vaguely, "It's better than 婶婶!"

Murphy said a little seriously: "If you don't eat, Yang Xiaoyu, how many times do you want to talk about it?"

Yang Lan gave her daughter a piece of cola chicken wings and placed it in a small dish in front of him. He advised: "It doesn't matter, it's just eating, what does it matter to talk?"

"Of course, there is a relationship. But how can a girl, like the big men, spoke in the mouth while eating?" Murphy was unhappy, she put down the chopsticks and seriously argued.

Well, this is going to be noisy, and the rice has not been eaten.

Yang Lan quickly closed his mouth, only to frequently give them a dish. He was too small to stand up and clipped, and Yang Lan gave the original Murphy what he had to do, and with that, he also gave Murphy a soft and smooth tofu, sweet and sour squid... ...

Murphy is actually not very accustomed to the fact that others have given themselves a dish. She has been cultivated very independent since she was a child, and even some have resisted the diligence of others.

But this time it was a bit different, it was Yang Lan who was giving her a dish.

I don't know why, a very wonderful feeling is lingering in my heart.

Is it warm? Is happiness? Or what? Murphy also said that it is not clear.

So she hesitated and did not say anything.

"Actually...because the food he made is so delicious!" Murphy said in his heart, he found an excuse for himself. "Or else, I will not give him face!"

Yang Wei’s cooking, of course, is full of color and flavor. When Murphy and Yu are all ruined, they are not willing to move in the chair. Finally, Yang Lan has cleaned up the tableware and then proposed: “Let’s go for a walk on the dam. !"

"No, don't go." Murphy shook his head.

"What's the relationship? Now at night, there are basically no people on the dam, and the wind is comfortable." Yang Yan advised, "When you go out, you should distract yourself, and I will drive you back later."

When she came to her interest, she stretched her arms high to attract her father’s attention and then shouted: "I have to go, I have to go!"

"Well then..." Murphy hesitated and agreed.

The night wind blowing on the Grand Canal, two big and three small figures appeared on the dark river dam, Yang Lan walked in the end, carefully guarding the front two, jumping first in the first But the little hand was pulled by Murphy.

The Jiangba is actually very spacious, and there is also a fence that has been trimmed up, but Murphy is still not at ease.

In fact, Yang Lan and Murphy came out together. This is the first time. If there is a pistachio with this laughter, there may be some embarrassment in the atmosphere!

But despite this, Murphy and Yang Lan still do not know how to talk, silence, and then silence.

Or Yang Lan broke the silence, he said: "I really like your first "love and stranger."

In the darkness, the water of the Grand Canal gently patted the dam, and the sound of the ripples seemed to be soothing. Murphy turned his head and saw Yang Hao’s bright eyes in the night.

As if the heart is in the spirit, Murphy’s voice is soft and said: “Or, I will sing it to you now?”

"But there is no accompaniment." Yang Lan said with some regret.

"Ink cold night rain... I can't penetrate my heart / like this old road... I can't wait for the appointment/forever, I can't rush, the brand of love..." Murphy's voice, with a melody, already Gently sing.

Yang Lan closed his mouth and listened quietly.

The most favorite mother to sing is not naughty, she followed her mother's pace, as if she is also with her mother's rhythm.

"...this road you said is a little dark / but I don't want to accompany me / the so-called concern is only cold / only sad, one person..."

Murphy’s voice, sadness is tired, like a red wine that is intoxicating, and Yang Lan is a little intoxicated.

Yang Lan looked at the shadow of Murphy in the darkness. This quiet and beautiful woman, like the empty valley, was actually a pity. He can't help but also have some delusions...

Love is a stranger, then, what is the path of two people now?