grab that pudding

After eating and drinking enough, many things have to start to be solved.Now that you plan to stay in City S, you need to prepare.If you don't have a job, you have to fight the northwest wind, and if you don't have a house, you can only live on the streets. It's pitiful to think about it.

The house left by my grandparents was too far away from the kindergarten, so I had to rent a house here first.After walking for a week, I finally found a quieter place to live.

The neighborhood is a bit dated, but the surrounding environment is good. A little further away is the subway station and bus station, and the traffic is more convenient.Although the house is not big, it has a small kitchen where you can cook for yourself to nourish your children. The small balcony keeps the lush green radish and asparagus raised by the previous residents, and you can still enjoy the sun in the afternoon.

After dinner in the evening, the elderly took their children for a walk in the garden downstairs, and there were also young couples who came down to walk their dogs, and there were lively square dancers at the other end.

Although he had to climb several flights of stairs, the neighbor's Pomeranian easily won Pudding's favor.Spends all day in the dormitory wondering when he will move in and be reunited with his dog.

For the rest of the week, I was busy with various things, looking for a job, preparing to move, and finishing the course. I was so busy that I completely threw people like Changcheng to the ends of the earth.

After a lively break-up meal, this group of people who gathered from various regions were going to go their separate ways again.

Before leaving, Da Huang hugged Little Pudding and wept bitterly. He insisted on taking him away, and finally said innocently with Little Pudding: "But I want to follow Dad, Uncle, go back by yourself."

Rhubarb walked away holding his broken heart.

Before leaving, he still did not forget to struggle to the death: "I will go back to find my wife and have a son...cuter than little pudding..."

Get together and part.People are like the driver of the bus. At this station, someone gets on the bus, and at the next stop, someone gets off.Getting in and out of the car is just the norm.So, there is no need to be too sad in the face of parting, the car still has to drive forward, and people still have to look forward.

You don't need to be too attached to the present, there is always a chance to meet again, if not, then there is no need to force it, it's just fate.

The difference from a real bus is that no one will accompany you from the beginning to the end of this life bus.Since everything is so cruel, then relax your mind, be a buddha, and let everything go by fate.

After all, what is in your heart will never go away.

When I moved to my new home, the courier from Q city arrived just in time. Three boxes of things almost took over the courier brother's car.

Sure enough, once the box was opened, it was full of special products.There is even a bag of rice, not to mention small products such as local eggs and medicinal materials.If it wasn't for the conditions, Song Huan felt that Director Xu would bring over a few big hens raised by her family.

As a must-have good man at home, Song Huan asked Director Xu to send over the purple casserole. On the night of the move, he cooked a bowl of thick stewed chicken with soil tuckahoe for the little pudding.

As a snack, the little pudding was so moved that he ate half a bowl of rice. By the way, he cheered: "If there is a kitchen, there is pudding! Dad, I want to eat boiled fish, black pepper, beef charcoal-grilled tenderloin and chicken drumsticks tomorrow!"

"Baby, let me tell you something."

"?" Little Pudding grabbed the chicken leg, raised his head from the bowl, and looked at Song Huan curiously.

Song Huan put red dates into the pudding bowl and said, "You learned to speak when you were young, and after you could call Dad, do you know what the second word you said was?"

"What is it?~"

"Meat."

At that time, after the little pudding would call her father, Director Xu secretly wanted to guide the child to call her, but it turned out that the switch was temporarily hidden, and he failed repeatedly.

One day later, Song Huan seduced the little pudding with braised pork between his hands and said, "Son, you can eat meat when you grow up a bit. Look, what is so delicious? It's——" Meat~" Song Huan repeated it mischievously several times.

Then when Director Xu wanted to stop Song Huan's viciousness, Little Pudding yelled out a word very clearly - "Meat!"

After speaking, he giggled and waved his little hands and feet like lotus roots to grab the meat on the chopsticks, and sat on the small bamboo chair and squeaked the chair.

Director Xu stared blankly, she thought she had heard wrong.

The little pudding read "Meat! Meat~meat~" several times crisply.

In the end, the two accepted the fact that this little pudding is a foodie and firmly speaks out for food.After all, in the process of learning to speak, the names of various dishes are the easiest to learn...

During the summer vacation, there were a lot of activities. There was a relatively large book fair in S City, with various exhibition areas and activities. Song Huan planned to take Little Pudding to choose some new books, and even prepared his purse.

Lele clamored to go together when she found out. At that time, Song Huan estimated that he would linger in the children's hall.

Sure enough... partnering with Little Pudding, the books that are half the height of Little Pudding are still growing rapidly when stacked.Almost cut off Song Huan's kidneys.Finally, Mr. Wang took out his bank card, settled the two noisy guys, and drove a few people to settle the dinner.

The design of this Cantonese restaurant is exceptionally good, and the space dotted with green plants is very comfortable.The four of Song Huan sat in a corner by the window, enjoying the food and the night view.

The char siew in honey sauce has a burnt aroma, the meat is chewy but not hard, and the rich sweetness penetrates into every cell of the mouth with every bite.It is most suitable to take a bite of sweet rice noodles, and let the honey-like sweet but not greasy juice blend into it.

The tender green scallions are fluffy rolled on the tender yellow thin and translucent chicken. Before you eat it, you can feel the cool ice on your lips, mixed with the fresh scent of ginger and scallions, and the crispy skin is wrapped in the lock. The juice in the chicken blooms in the mouth instantly, and the fragrance of the meat is fully displayed in this dish.

There is also the round and vibrant color of the sweet and sour pork, the glossy green and slender cabbage heart, the light orange and white coconut milk and papaya jelly...

No wonder Lexuan and his wife don't know how to cook, but Lexuan's baby fat is still white and tender and tends to continue to be mellow. It turns out that there is a very professional feeder...

Just when Song Huan was about to pick up the third exquisite coconut milk and papaya jelly, he heard a very familiar voice, turned his head, shook his hands, and Xuenen's dessert fell on the table with a "slap" Above, the top of the pure white hill swayed innocently...

"Ah~" Lele on the opposite side uttered a cry of heartache, and then urged more excitedly than himself, "Three seconds three seconds! You can still eat it!"

Then successfully attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Song Huan? Mr. Wang?" Chang Cheng stopped and looked at them in surprise.

Wang Yuheng calmly put on his elite professional demeanor, got up and shook hands, "President Chang, what a coincidence."

The two of them, one elite and one aloof, man with his own aura, when they get together, it makes people feel that they are on the wrong set. This should be a conference room, right?

After the handshake ceremony and the two greetings were over, Chang Cheng was still unwilling to leave, so he whispered something to the assistant next to him, and the assistant went into the private room by himself.

Seeing Chang Cheng approaching, the little pudding by the window was the first to jump up, waving his little "wings" and calling uncle crisply, while Lele sitting opposite jumped up from the chair like a spring, like The puffer fish that exploded in anger, didn't even swallow the food in its mouth, pointed at Chang Cheng and shouted angrily, "How dare you show up, you bastard! How dare you call me Huanhuan?!"

After yelling, he wanted to push away Wang Yuheng who was standing in front of him, as if waving his hands to fight.

Wang Yuheng quickly hugged him and wrapped him in his arms: "What's the matter, baby?"

Song Huan hastily put down the chopsticks in his hand and stood up, stopping Chang Cheng who was approaching.

"Huanhuan, you're still protecting this bastard! See if I don't beat him up today! Chang Cheng, you bastard!" Lele spoke as fast and fierce as a machine.

Chang Cheng frowned and looked at Bang. Bang Lele suspiciously, and finally retrieved this person's information from his memory: "Lexuan?"

"You heartbroken man, Huanhuan, you still protect him! You, you, you, you—" He ran out of words under obvious excitement...

Wang Yuheng used his clever mind to work out the results, and then coaxed the dancing Lele, "Lele, please don't get excited, let's talk slowly and don't beat anyone."

"What are you talking about! I, I, I don't think I'll beat him to death! Bastard! Uncle Daheng, let me go! If I don't beat him up today, I'll never end with you! Huanhuan, what are you doing! You're still protecting him!! I am so angry--"

In the chaos, Song Huan dragged Chang Cheng away from Lele's sight

Little Pudding tilted his head and looked curiously at Lele, who had turned into a dinosaur and made troubles in the Heavenly Palace: "Brother Lele, why did you explode?"

The waiter rushed over in a hurry, trying to calm down the guest, but he couldn't do anything for a moment as he watched the two hugging tightly and passionately.

Curious onlookers picked up drinks and watched while drinking, and some young women whispered excitedly, "These guys are so handsome! I have all kinds of styles!"

Chickens and dogs jump.

The author has something to say:

That dish is bean curd chicken, it’s super invincible and delicious when it’s ice-cold, refreshing, and delicious. If you have a chance, you can try it~~