Lazy people also have spring

Chapter 56 Thirty

Ever since Wang Meng brought Wu Cong into the mountain once, although they were punished badly because of their unstable temperament, it was the first time for the three of them to bring their prey home—although there were only a few pheasants and hares, not any injuries or other parents. It was the first time in history that the three boys were praised by their parents, especially Zhao Xiaolong, who was praised by Aunt Zhao, and he was so flattered by the praise.

So, with good incentives, the three of them thought that they had finally made a contribution to the family and had the opportunity to reflect their personal value, and encouraged Wang Meng to take them up the mountain every now and then.The harmed Wang Meng even had very few chances to get close to his own wife, and he silently regretted that he had agreed to their request at the beginning.

Of course, this is a later story, let's not mention it for the time being.

The closer to the end of the year, the stronger the taste of the year.Outside the gate of Wang's house, I don't know when, I can hear the sound of children running around throwing firecrackers from time to time, occasionally the sound is louder, and I can also hear the sound of adults scolding, mixed with All kinds of fragrances floating over the village, the whole Wangshan Village is filled with this kind of plain warmth and peace...

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, Anda was appointed to call An Yi and the others to settle down for the New Year.After all, Wang Meng's family has no other relatives, and the Chinese New Year is a festive event, even if there are more people.But considering that this was their first New Year's Eve, and the young couple were more like staying alone, An Yi shook his head and refused, and asked Wang Meng to give An's father and Zhou an adult big roe deer that Wang Meng came back from hunting in the mountains. Shi took it back.

Without the interruption of other people, the young couple was completely immersed in the busyness of preparing various objects for the New Year, cleaning up the house, making new clothes, pasting New Year pictures, and preparing various cakes for the sacrifice... The two of them commanded and acted together, and cooperated with each other. Very tacit understanding.

On the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, An Yi and Wang Meng, who had been busy for a few days, finally cleaned up the house. The New Year pictures and couplets were also pasted in corresponding positions, and the whole Wang family was immersed in a flourishing red.

"Come and taste one?" Wang Meng fished out the meatballs just out of the pan, picked one up with chopsticks, blew on it, and brought it to An Yi's mouth.

This whole morning, Wang Meng guarded the frying pan, making all kinds of stuffing and croquettes prepared by An Yi.White radish balls, carrot balls, chicken and green onion balls, sweet potato balls... the capable Wang Meng got a large piece of beef from somewhere, and now he chopped it up and made it into beef balls.

I don't know if it's the atmosphere, or the approaching of the New Year's Eve. I used to feel comfortable with meatballs, but now I smell them, and I feel very tempting. Seeing the meatballs that Wang Meng handed to me, I licked them. He licked his lips and took a small bite carefully.

"Hiss... so hot..." The meatballs just out of the pot are not only hot to the mouth, but also very crispy, but the unique fragrance makes An Yi reluctant to let go. I dropped my tongue until the temperature was no longer so unbearable, then carefully chewed for a while, and swallowed.

"Slow down, no one is going to snatch it from you." The smile in Wang Meng's eyes grew stronger. Seeing that he would rather burn himself than spit it out, he understood what he was thinking. Half a meatball was blown cold, "Okay, it's not hot this time, do you want to eat it?"

"Eat!" An Yi just swallowed the meatball in his mouth, looked up at him with sparkling eyes, opened his mouth, and put the half of the ball into his mouth with complete trust.

Wang Meng looked at his expression of enjoyment with gentle eyes, feeling that his heart was particularly soft and full, and immediately took out a sea bowl, and it was out of the pot for a while, and the oil was still quite warm after controlling it for a while I gave him a large bowl full of meatballs, "Eat it while it's hot. You're not in good health and can't eat cold ones, so don't wait for me. There's a lot of oil here, why don't you go back to the house first?"

"No." An Yi shook her head, stood firmly behind Wang Meng's side, happily picked up a ball and stuffed it into his mouth first, then put it into her mouth beautifully, and slowly refused.Sure enough, the temperature of this bowl of meatballs was neither too hot nor too cold, which was just right for him.

After being stuffed with a ball in astonishment, Wang Meng couldn't react for a while.I don't know if it's an illusion, but the meatballs are obviously salty, but they are sweeter than honey in his mouth, and they are sweet all the way to the bottom of his heart...

An Yi didn't know that someone was dazed by his actions, he just wanted to eat a second meatball after eating one meatball beautifully, when he noticed that his eyes were focused on his own bowl, he thought he wanted to eat it too , without thinking about it, I picked up a meatball for him, and the two of them ate it one by one. After a while, the big bowl of meatballs was divided.

"Do you still want to eat?" Wang Meng was a little unsatisfied. It was the first time he experienced someone's feeding, and the villain in his heart kept clamoring for another bowl. Such a small bowl is not enough!However, An Yi, who was already satisfied with the meal, shook his head, "I won't eat it, after all, it's deep-fried, and I'd get tired if I ate too much. Why don't we boil meatballs and make a bowl of meatball soup?"

Meatball soup?Wang Meng nodded dispensably. Although it was still a meatball, as long as he could feed it, he would like it in his heart, even if he didn't like Wang Meng, he would almost never refuse.

However, after the two of them fried all the meatballs that should be fried, and boiled a pot of meatball soup, they, who had been smoked by the oil all morning, no longer wanted to eat any meatballs in the short term—because there are many kinds of meatballs, Every time the two of them tasted the same pot, they were full for a long time—lunch was just a bowl of meatball soup without meatballs, and that was enough.

Fried meatballs in the morning, fried meat and steamed buns and steamed rice cakes in the afternoon.

Because there are only two people in the Wang family, there is not much food that should be prepared. However, both of them are foodies. Not to mention the excellence of each food, the varieties are also very diverse, which can be called variety.After the two of them got all the food together, they looked at the various foods piled up in the kitchen in the pots, and they were shocked to find that the total amount seemed a little too much?

Comparing the food intake of himself and Wang Meng, An Yi was a little dumbfounded.These things have to wait for them to finish eating. It is estimated that more than a month has passed since the New Year.Although food is resistant to storage in winter, it is not so after spring.Moreover, if you always eat in the same way, you will get tired of eating even delicious food.Besides, these foods are all on the side of snacks and cannot be eaten as a staple food.

An Yi and Wang Meng looked at each other in dismay, and they agreed that half of each food was filled, packed in a super big bag, and Wang Meng took it to An's house to honor his parents.

When they arrived at An's house, Mrs. Zhou was leading Zhao Xueyan to make dumplings. Even An's father and Anda were dragged to roll out the dough. The family of four was busily busy.

"Why are you here at this time? Are you freezing?" Zhou patted his hands and brought a towel for Wang Meng so that he could clean himself. There was heavy snow falling outside.

"It's okay. I'm wearing thick clothes, so I'm not cold." Wang Meng handed the bag to Anda who was sitting beside him, picked up the towel given by Mrs. Zhou, and walked to the door to drive off the snowflakes on his body.

"What is this?" Anda opened the bag curiously, "Meat balls? And crispy meat? What are you doing?" You made a special trip just to give this?

Attracted by Anda's words, Mrs. Zhou also lowered her head to look inside, and drank~, it's all about the necessary food for the New Year, the variety and appearance are very good, and it seems that their family An Yi has figured it out.She said clearly, "Is this too much?"

"Hehe... Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you." Wang Menghan smiled and touched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.Although they are all good things, those who specialize in honoring their parents still ask their parents to help them solve their problems. There is still a gap in this.

However, contrary to Wang Meng, Zhou's family and An's father felt very comforted in their hearts. They felt that the uncle did not see them outside, because he had already regarded his family as a family member, so he let him sit with a smile on his face. My uncle eats it while it's hot.

"No, no, parents, you don't have to be busy, Ayi is still waiting at home, I have to go back quickly."

As soon as Wang Meng finished speaking, Mrs. Zhou patted his arm in disapproval, "You child, why are you in a hurry. I reckon you two must have not eaten yet, and you just finished eating here, so bring it back to Ayi." One serving will save you from cooking. It’s quite a pain to cook in cold weather.”

Before Wang Meng could answer, Zhou said again, "You two too, there are only two of you, it would be great to come to my place to celebrate the New Year with us, there are so many people and it's lively, even the preparations are an extra thing, I don't know What do you young people think, you still have to live on your own, look, you make yourself careless, you can't eat well..."

But no, the two of them dealt with it while making food for the New Year, and they really haven't had a proper meal in the past two days...

Wang Meng listened to Zhou's scolding in silence, and didn't dare to say a guilty rebuttal. He washed his hands spontaneously and didn't say anything. He honestly found a corner and sat down, helping them make dumplings together.That disheveled look made Zhao Xueyan, who was listening on the other side, snicker.

She married in late and didn't have much contact with Wang Meng. All she saw was his serious expression and his aura of rejecting others thousands of miles away. Even though she lived under the same roof, she still Hardly dare to go to the side.Unexpectedly, this time, I was surprised to see him listening to the training so honestly, and pitifully crouching in a small place rolling out dough, and suddenly I was not so afraid of him.There's still something in my heart...