Spring, summer, autumn and winter (GL)

A sense of confusion rose again in Tang Chi's heart, a feeling of being touched by something, neither light nor heavy, like light raindrops, but it lingered all the time.

Ms. Ding over there is all ready and started to meet.

"Duck eggs must be used for kneading noodles. This is a tradition, because duck eggs have more egg whites and are more gelatinous. The dough made from kneading is also more elastic."

"Add a little bit of water to dilute the egg liquid with alkaline water, and then you can mix it with flour. This step is called kneading."

"In Yangcheng, many teachers..."

"It means mothers, housewives." Shi Hai translated in time.

Ms. Ding cast a "you ghost" look at Shi Hai, and said with a smile, "This is the most difficult trick when they learn how to make face-to-face."

Ms. Ding said, moving her hands flexibly in the dough, and soon the white flour and orange egg liquid formed into lumps, and she moved her fingers through the dough,

"Each grain of flour must be able to touch the egg liquid, and you need to use magic power, which is cleverness. This is..."

"Unique internal skills!" Shi Hai added with a smile, and went to see Tang Chi expectantly, wanting to see her laugh because of his humor.

Tang Chi slightly pursed her lips, and didn't look at him, her eyes were always on Ms. Ding's hands.

Ms. Ding's eyes were a little speechless, "This strength can't be used to the full, it needs to be empty." The movement of the hands continued, and the lumps of dough were obediently crushed into egg-yellow grains in her palms, and Ms. Ding kneaded them into balls again .

"At this stage, if you are in a store in Yangcheng, there will be a big bamboo stick. The holes of the bamboo should be small, and the interval between the bamboo joints should be as close as possible, and the elasticity of the pressed surface will be better."

"Someone sits on a bamboo stick, like playing a seesaw, and keeps pressing the noodles. Because it takes a long time and has better physical strength, this person is usually a man."

"I only have this smaller bamboo stick at home, so let's make do with it." Ms. Ding took out a bamboo stick about the size of a rolling pin and began to press the noodles.

"The longer the better, wow! Isn't that man... very hurt..."

Before Shi Hai finished speaking, Ms. Ding and Shi Ci all aimed at him.Shi Hai stopped his mouth in time.Ms. Ding called him over to press the noodles, "It's a good time for you to behave!"

Ms. Ding wrapped wontons with fresh shrimp and a little pork filling.

Tang Chi wanted to go over to help, but was rejected by Ms. Ding.

She and Shi Ci were left sitting next to each other without saying a word, just sitting not too far away, feeling a little weird.

Tang Chirp wanted to take the initiative to say something, but couldn't find a topic.

She had to get up and come out quietly.

Go to the courtyard behind Shi's house.

To be honest, she quite likes this small courtyard.There are emerald green creepers, and melons that Ms. Ding planted herself.

She stood alone for a while, only the cool afternoon breeze and the faint fruity fragrance that came with it.

Tang Chi didn't know what he was thinking, he just let his mind go blank for a rare moment.Don't think about anything, don't rush for anything.

Like when I was very young, it was also summer vacation, she was doing homework in the living room, and my parents were cooking in the kitchen, their laughter was soft.The fan next to her was spinning leisurely.

Everything is so leisurely and at ease.

She hasn't felt this way for a long time.

Tang Chi raised his lower lip slightly, his smile was a little weak and bitter.

Not only is she jealous that Shi Hai has such a good sister, but she is also a little envious of him having such a good mother.

Tang Chi squatted down slowly, the wind blew her hair away and covered her eyes, taking away a little moisture from her eye sockets, she pulled them away to fix them, and sighed lightly.

It's not good to be out for too long, she quickly adjusted her mood, stood up and prepared to go back.

The moment she turned around, she found Shi Ci standing not far from the aisle.

She was looking at her with a soft expression and caring eyes.

Again they were speechless.

This moment feels long and short, like a quiet and long shot.

until--

"Shi Ci, Xiao Tang, the noodles are ready, come in and eat." It was Ms. Ding who called them.

Ms. Ding made Shi Hai and Tang Chi a big bowl of shrimp wanton noodles.

The thin noodles are covered with a layer of light and crystal clear oil, the round and thin wontons are exposed, and the whole piece of pink shrimp meat can be seen, with only a little chopped green onion, the soup is clear.

The noodles are crispy and springy, without any bitter taste of alkaline water. The noodle soup is clear and sweet, and there is a little bit of wheat fragrance on the tip of the tongue at the end.

The wonton teeth are broken with a light tap, and the aroma of the shrimp is fresh and tender. The whole thing is chewed in the mouth, and it bursts into pulp all at once, which is extremely sweet.

Shi Hai and Tang Chi sat neatly and ate deliciously.

Shi Ci's bowl is pure lo mein, only half a bowl, and only a little bit of fuel consumption.

Ms. Ding didn't eat it herself, and watched the three of them eat with a smile, "Oh, that's so good, so good."

Chapter 27

After eating, Ms. Ding didn't let them study anymore, saying that today's study is enough, if they go on, Shi Hai's stupid head will explode.

Shi Hai laughed without any shame.

Ms. Ding drove them to the living room to watch a movie, and cut a large plate of fruit for them to eat.

Tang Chi noticed that Shi Ci hardly ate anything, and she also ate very little of the noodles just now.

She hesitated for a while and finally spoke, and started the first sentence between her and Shi Ci, "Why doesn't Professor Shi eat fruit?"