Siheyuan Diaosi Attack

After listening to this, Li Yue poured out the water in the pot, then added new water and started to boil it. After the water boiled, he whispered, "It's time to add the ginger slices."

As he said this, he put the ginger slices into the pot, and then he said to himself, "It's time to pour some cooking wine in."

Then pour the cooking wine.

Then, put the pork belly on the cutting board into the pot and start cooking it quickly.

After 5-8 minutes, he used a stove spoon to scoop the meat out of the pot and put it into a basin.

After a brief pause, he narrowed his eyes slightly, let the water stand for a while, then put the meat into the pan again and began to stir-fry the fat.

I saw him frying the meat over and over in the pan, and then quickly stir-frying the ginger, onion and garlic until fragrant.

Then, he added sugar, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, cooking wine, star anise, cinnamon, and a little salt and began to reduce the sauce.

As time went by, the aroma of the braised pork gradually spread. Li Yue showed a satisfied look in his eyes and muttered to himself, "It should be almost done now."

When the fragrant braised pork was finally ready, Li Yue showed a proud look on his face and carefully served the braised pork as if he was treating a precious work of art. With a "clang", he served it on a delicate plate, which shone with an attractive luster under the light.

Then, he began to stir-fry the zucchini and meat. He skillfully waved the spatula with both hands, and the spatula made a "sizzling" sound in the pan, as if playing a beautiful piece of music.

After a while, the fried zucchini and meat are freshly cooked. The bright color makes people salivate at the sight.

Li Mu looked at He Yuzhu with a smile, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, and said, "Brother Zhuzi! Can we have dinner now?"

He Yuzhu was stunned at first, then a bright smile broke out on his face. That smile was as warm as the spring sunshine. He said cheerfully, "Wow," "Li Yue, your cooking is not bad, better than mine!"

When Li Yue heard this, his face immediately flushed with shyness. He scratched his head and replied, "I'll just do it casually. How can I do it as well as you, Brother Zhuzi!

Yours is so good, how can I compare with you? "

He Yuzhu's eyes flashed with pride, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Haha" he said: "Don't be modest, your skills are really good, you have to learn more from me in the future."

Li Yue waved his hands quickly, "No, no, no, Brother Zhuzi, please don't laugh at me. I'm just tinkering around."

He Yuzhu immediately responded after hearing this: "Don't flatter me. I know the extent of my cooking skills."

Li Yue and He Yuzhu were in a small corner of the kitchen, the light was warm and dim.

Li Yue's eyes fell on He Yuzhu, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Brother Zhuzi, let's not talk about those things for now, let's pick up the table and eat!"

His voice was somewhat free and easy, as if he wanted to dispel the tension in the air.

He Yuzhu nodded, his eyes softened a little, and he began to get busy. His movements were skillful and quick, as if he was doing something extremely ordinary.

Li Yue followed behind him and helped to put the dishes and chopsticks aside. The two of them worked together perfectly, like old partners who had worked together for many years.

There are rich dishes on the table, exuding tempting aroma.

He Yuzhu sat down first, picked up the wine bottle, and slowly poured it into the glass. His movements were as smooth as flowing water.

"Xiao Yue," he said, his voice slightly curious, "What are you busy with at the factory? Why do you come home so late every day?"

After hearing this, Li Yue's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible alertness. He said softly, "It's nothing big. I'm just tinkering with the machine."

As he spoke, he raised his glass and looked at He Yuzhu with deep eyes, as if he was considering his words, "Brother Zhuzi, don't ask too much about our technical department. It's really not good for you."

He Yuzhu was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he smiled with relief and waved his hand, "Okay, I understand."

He picked up the wine glass and clinked the rim with Li Yue's. He said in a cheerful voice, "Let's drink. Let's not talk about anything else."

The two raised their glasses and drank together, and the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

He Yuzhu's eyes became gentle, as if he could see the story hidden behind Li Yue.

He didn't ask any further questions, but just accompanied him silently, enjoying this rare peaceful time.

However, on such an ordinary night, there was an unusually tense atmosphere in Qin Huairu's home.

Jia Zhang sat on a worn wooden stool, her eyes fixed on the few vegetarian dishes on the table, her brows furrowed and her face full of displeasure.

She suddenly raised her head and glared at Qin Huairu who was standing beside her, her voice mixed with anger and confusion: "Qin Huairu, what's going on?

That stubborn idiot didn’t even bring back any leftovers last night?

There hasn't been any meat on our dining table these days. What happened to you?

Don’t you know that the aroma of his cooking spreads throughout the compound?”

Qin Huairu lowered her head, not daring to look directly at her mother-in-law's sharp gaze. Her voice was thin and soft: "Yesterday, when I saw Zhuzi coming back with a lunch box, I went over to ask him.

But he said he would no longer bring back leftovers, saying that he was afraid of being reported as a thief.

He said he would not bring it with him anymore to avoid getting into trouble."

As she spoke, she seemed somewhat helpless and guilty.

When Jia Zhang heard this, her expression became even uglier, almost distorted. "What nonsense?"

She yelled angrily and slapped the table, making a crisp sound, "If he doesn't take it, what are we going to eat in the future?

Banggeng is in a critical period of growth. This little boy eats a lot. What should we do if there is not even a trace of meat in the food?

This damn thing was working fine before, why don’t you bring it with you now?

He wasn’t like this before!”

Qin Huairu bit her lip lightly, her eyes showing helplessness: "I know it's uncomfortable, but what can I do?

After all, he and I are just colleagues, not a family, so I can't force him to do something.

Besides, he also has his own difficulties.”

Jia Zhang's gaze swept back and forth between the three children, Banggeng, Xiaodang and Huaihua. The children's eyes were full of anticipation, and they were obviously deeply touched by the conversation.

She sighed and said in a low voice: “Alas, you said this silly Zhu, it’s okay if he doesn’t give us leftovers, but we still have to live our lives.

The dogs are still in the growth stage and they cannot get enough nutrition. How can this be possible?

We have to think carefully about this matter."

Jia Zhang's eyes flickered, and a cunning look danced in her eyes. She turned to Qin Huairu and lowered her voice, as if she was plotting something important: "Listen, Huairu, since Shazhu's approach doesn't work, we have to find another way out.

You should go to Yi Zhonghai, he has a good relationship with Sha Zhu.

Go talk to him and see if you can use his face to persuade Sha Zhu to take the leftovers home again.

What do you think?

Qin Huairu looked up at Banggeng and felt a pang of sadness in her heart. She understood the family's situation. Without additional food supplies, the children's health would be difficult to guarantee.

After thinking for a moment, she sighed and nodded in agreement: "Mom, what you said makes sense. For the sake of the children, I will give it a try.

After this meal, I will go to discuss this matter with Uncle Yi."

When Jia Zhang heard this, a trace of relief flashed across her face, but she did not show it too much. She just nodded lightly, signaling Qin Huairu to act as soon as possible.

On the other side, He Yuzhu and Li Yue were still leisurely enjoying their time together, completely unaware of the turmoil at home.

They drank and talked about interesting things at work, completely immersed in their own world and unaware of the coming storm.