One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

Little Pudding didn't leave after getting his ass on the swing chair, even when it was time to eat, he refused to leave.

Jian Changqing thought of yesterday's ordeal, so she let her go.

The apartment was well-equipped. Jian Changqing took out the ingredients from the refrigerator. She glanced at the date on the package. It was today, so it could be said to be very fresh. She was once again surprised by Ding Yan's carefulness.

Since returning to China, she has not cooked. The food outside is heavy oil and salt. The pudding is just growing up. It is not an option to always eat it. Fortunately, the apartment where I live now has energy The kitchen for cooking is much more convenient.

Jian Changqing looked at the time, and there was still some distance before the recording time in the afternoon. She took a box of fresh shrimps, a box of chicken wings, radishes, and a whole duck from the refrigerator.

First of all, she dealt with the duck. She knew that Pudding didn't like meat with many bones, so she removed the neck and buttocks, and removed the two lymphatic parts. From the back down, she made a cut. After finding a bone precisely, the bone was disassembled to separate the duck meat from the bone.

After peeling off the whole duck, Jian Changqing cooked a whole duck in the same way. After removing the bones, she stuffed two ducks. The shriveled duck became bulging again. After the duck was processed, she cut the radish hob into small pieces.

Hot oil in a cold pan, Jian Changqing will hold the duck legs, pour the oil on the duck meat, then put the duck into the casserole, and start to skim off the foam after boiling, as long as there is foam, she will fish it out Until the bottom of the soup became clear, she put in the chopped radish and cooked it together.

While the duck soup was cooking, she began to process the chicken wings and fresh shrimp.

Shrimp threads and shrimp heads are removed, the back of the shrimp is opened for better taste, the chicken wings are changed into knives, and marinated in cooking wine, soy sauce, oil consumption, and chili powder.

Taking advantage of this time, Jian Changqing took out the vermicelli and soaked it again, and then she went to chop the minced garlic. Instead of using tools to press the minced garlic, she cut the minced garlic by hand, so that the aroma and spiciness of the garlic could be fully released .

After the garlic is cut and the vermicelli is soaked, pick up the vermicelli and put it on the opened shrimp, sprinkle a thick layer of minced garlic on the vermicelli, put it directly into the steamer, and set the time , Jian Changqing went to deal with the chicken wings.

After the chicken wings are marinated, put the base oil in the pot, put the marinated chicken wings into the pot and fry until both sides are golden.

While the chicken wings were simmering, Jian Changqing went to check the duck soup again, and added red dates.

The first good is garlic vermicelli prawns.

Jian Changqing boiled the oil and poured it on it. With a sizzling sound, the final process was completed.

At this time, the chicken wings are almost simmered, and the juice is collected and taken out of the pot.

The duck soup takes a little longer, Jian Changqing is not in a hurry, it doesn't matter if it takes longer to cook, the dishes at noon are enough for the two of them.

Both are meat dishes. Jian Changqing has always paid great attention to a balanced diet, so how could there be no vegetables.

So she took another broccoli from the freezer.

After cutting, put the broccoli in the water to cut off the freshness, blanch the pot, then scoop out the duck soup from the casserole as the soup base, put the broccoli in the duck soup and cook again, and put it on the table after it tastes good.

After it was done, Jian Changqing went to the balcony to call Little Pudding for dinner.

"Little lazy pig, it's time to eat." Jian Changqing walked to Little Pudding, seeing her expression of enjoyment, a smile appeared on her face.

In fact, what she wants is very simple, that is, to be like this.

"I'm not a little lazy pig, I'm not lazy at all, and I'm not fat." Little Pudding pinched his belly, expressing that he didn't have the small belly of a little lazy pig.

The truth is, however, that her proof was a failure.

Jian Changqing also followed Little Pudding's movements and pinched her little belly, "Oh, why is there no more meat on our Little Pudding's stomach, are you hungry?"

Little Pudding's eyes rolled around in their sockets, looking weird.

"Yeah, look, I'm hungry and thin. I want to eat Coca-Cola Chicken Wings, and I want to eat Vermicelli Shrimp with Garlic Sauce." Little Pudding had the sharpest nose, and he discovered today's recipe in no time.

Jian Changqing picked up Little Pudding, "Then let's go."

Little Pudding giggled, and made a starting motion with Jian Changqing.

The little pudding is not picky eaters, as long as it is made by Jian Changqing, she likes to eat it, but there is a mother who is an excellent cook, and she cooks it deliciously in different ways, I am afraid that few people can still be picky eaters under the guide of gourmet food .

The little pudding was full of mouthfuls. I didn't eat much, but I ate a lot of food on the table. Of course, the broccoli was not put aside, favoring each other, and even the most eaten one. Jian Changqing didn't need to force it into her bowl. , the little pudding ate spontaneously and happily, and the broccoli relieved the greasy chicken wings very well, so that after she could eat one chicken wing, she could eat another one.

Looking at the dishes I cook, the people who eat it enjoy it so much, and it is also a kind of physical and mental enjoyment for the people who cook it.

Jian Changqing took advantage of this time to look at the duck soup again, and put a small handful of wolfberries into the duck soup.

After Little Pudding finished eating the dishes on the table, Jian Changqing filled a small bowl of duck soup and placed it in front of her.

The duck soup was not greasy at all, and it still had the fragrance of radish. Little Pudding picked up the bowl and drank it with a gulp. .

This is probably the happiest little pudding I ate the most after returning to China.

"It's still my mother's delicious food. I'm full." Little Pudding touched his round belly, which was much more bulging than before.

Jian Changqing was amused by her lazy appearance, and she didn't know who she learned from.

After eating, little pudding ran to the balcony to sit on her swing chair again. She fell asleep after the meal, so little pudding just nestled on it and fell asleep. When Jian Changqing finished cleaning up, what she saw was the little lazy pig turned into Little lazy cat.

Although the sun was very comfortable on her body, Jian Changqing was still worried, fearing that she would fall off the swing chair, so she hugged her back to the bedroom and took a nap with her.

The apartment is not big, only one bedroom and one living room, but the space is completely enough for their mother and daughter.

Jian Changqing hugged the little pudding, as long as she was with the little pudding, watched her grow up, and then let her go to pursue her own world.

As for the rest, it becomes less important.

Jian Changqing kissed the little pudding's soft face, and only hoped that such a happy and happy time would last forever.

There was a trace of worry in Jian Changqing's eyes, whether Fu Nianchen's appearance would break the peace, and whether the relationship between them would also pass after four years.