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"Good fight!"

"This is my daughter!"

After listening to Song Juan's words, Li Guilan looked at his precious daughter with eyes filled with admiration.

"What do you say?"

When Song Laifu heard what Li Guilan said, he couldn't help but say, "Juan'er, my father has to tell you about this!"

"How can a girl beat someone like she did today?"

"If others see this and spread the word, do you still want your reputation?"

"So do you. How can you tell your daughter this?"

Song Laifu looked at Li Guilan again, "Did you suffer a lot in the past? It's been so many years, why don't you have a better memory? Do you have to let your daughter be like you?"

"...?!"

Hearing these words, Song Juan looked at her parents curiously.

From the words of her father Song Laifu, Song Juan realized that there was a story in it.

"Old man, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Why don't I have a long memory?"

"When did I let my daughter be like me?"

"Also, do you dislike me?"

When Song Laifu said something to Li Guilan, she immediately became angry.

"Yes, yes, you have a long memory, my daughter is different from you!"

Song Laifu saw that Li Guilan was anxious and hurriedly followed her words.

Seeing this, Song Juan's curiosity temporarily subsided.

She could tell that when she was young, her own mother was most likely a powerful character, which also affected her reputation.

However, this elder's past events were not something she, a junior, should inquire about.

"Mom, is it almost time?"

Song Juan spoke decisively and changed the subject.

As a filial daughter, she must know how to mediate disputes between her parents.Especially since this dispute is all about old sesame and rotten millet, it is even more important to act decisively.

"Oh, it's time!"

Song Laifu looked at the time on his watch and slapped his thigh.

Upon seeing this, Li Guilan stopped arguing with Song Laifu and set off quickly.

The family of three closed the doors and windows, locked what needed to be locked, tidied what needed to be tidied up, and then hurriedly walked towards the big house where the team headquarters was located.

Lao Geng's family is currently living in an empty house next to the team headquarters. After all, today is not a suitable day to start building a new house.

Moreover, it takes time to raise the bricks, tiles and wood needed to build a house.

Song Juan followed Li Guilan and Song Laifu to Geng's house and was immediately welcomed in as a distinguished guest.

Although I am here to help with the work, I have to eat lunch first.

Of course, lunch is not a big deal.

It's just a stew with sliced ​​meat in it, and it tastes just average. The staple food is steamed buns with Erhe noodles, which is quite filling.

Although Song Juan had eaten scrambled eggs before, she was really hungry now, so although the food tasted average, she still ate it with gusto.

After eating, taking a short rest, and then getting busy.

You have to cut out the happy characters for the wedding by yourself.

Song Juan is not good at this.

She could only stand by as a spectator, eager to try, but she didn't get the chance to use it.After all, red paper is limited, and if it is wasted, it will be a big sin.

Because conditions are limited, the wedding banquet is basically simple.

Song Juan helped make a few pastries, but was pushed aside by Li Guilan, who disliked her for being too slow.

Song Juan felt quite unjust about this.

It's not that she's slow, it's that she doesn't have enough strength.

Kneading the dough is really a laborious job.Unfortunately, Song Juan spent a lot of effort cleaning up Zhao Meilan in the morning and has not fully recovered yet.

In addition, Song Juan is a bit obsessive about pursuing perfection when making cakes. As a result, her speed is too slow.

In the end, Song Juan was not of much help.

After finishing the work, I had another dinner in the evening.

……

Early the next morning, Song Juan was called out early and still went to help.

This time it’s really helpful!

Such as serving food, such as taking care of the children of guests who come to eat.

For another example, if a table runs out of tea, she has to help boil water.

Anyway, just doing odd jobs.

Song Juan had no objections to this.

However, when Song Juan followed Li Guilan and Song Laifu to Geng's house and helped arrange the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks, some unfortunate news came.

The chef who had agreed to cook for the Geng family caught a cold for some reason last night and couldn't get up this morning.

In other words, the master chef at this wedding banquet cannot come.

"How about we just make do with it?"

After hearing that the chef could not come, Li Guilan volunteered to make a suggestion.

"Auntie, is this okay?"

Geng Wenming's daughter-in-law, Wang Yuan, looked a little flustered when she heard Li Guilan's words.

This is not just a matter of having a few guests at home and cooking up some random dishes.

There are more than a dozen tables of guests today, and every dish has to be a big pot dish.

If this is not done well, then the reputation of the Geng family will be ruined.

"Why don't I try it?"

Song Juan felt that she could help, so she stepped forward decisively.

"Go, go, go, where did you get this?"

Li Guilan looked at Song Juan who volunteered angrily, "This is a big pot dish, not home-made stews or stir-fries. You've never done it before, so don't make trouble!"

This is true!

The methods of cooking small stir-fries and large pot dishes are fundamentally different.

The control of heat and the proportion of seasonings are all very particular.

Some people can cook big pot dishes, but they can't cook small stir-fry dishes; there are also people who are good at making small stir-fry dishes, but they are not good at making big pot dishes.

This is the legendary art of specialization, which is as separated as a mountain.

However, Song Juan really has experience cooking in a big pot.

"Mom, how do you know I can't get it?"

Song Juan felt that she needed to clear her name, "How about we make a bet. I'll make a stir-fried cabbage first, and then taste it. If it doesn't work, it's just a waste of two cabbages, but if it's delicious, what's going on here today?" I’ll make all the dishes for the wedding banquet!”

"Okay, you come!"

Li Guilan was also amused.

She had managed to hold a spoon before when eating from a large pot. Although the dishes she made were average in taste, she still had some experience.

But what about Song Juan?

How could Li Guilan, a mother, not understand her daughter?

Not much work was done. As for cooking?That is to say, I have only recently cooked, and although it tastes good, this big pot of food is something else.

Song Juan got Li Guilan's permission and immediately called on her two sisters-in-law to help cut vegetables.

Two pieces of Chinese cabbage were cut into finger-thick strips.

Chop the ginger and garlic into mince!

Cut green onions into sections.

Turn on the fire, heat the bottom of the pot, and add lard to the pot.

When the lard on the bottom of the pot blooms and starts to smoke, add the ginger and garlic to the pot and stir-fry.

Add the soybean paste to the pot and stir-fry.

As green smoke rises, pour the large pot of cabbage into the pot and stir-fry.

Slowly, the aroma of fried cabbage began to fill the air.

Anyone can tell by the smell that this is fried cabbage, a dish that everyone often eats in winter.But the fried cabbage now has a special aroma.

Li Guilan, Wang Yuan and others who were standing by the stove had their eyes gleaming.

Soon, the cabbage came out of the pot.

Li Guilan was the first to hold out her chopsticks.

Fragrant!

翠！

good to eat!

"Mom, with my skills, is it okay to be a chef?"

Song Juan looked at her mother proudly.