The delicious relationship of rebirth

If Guo Qianru didn't go home that night, she just called and said that she had to work overtime because she didn't come back to eat. Guo's mother was a little dissatisfied. Why didn't she tell her about the overtime work?

On the contrary, Guo Xiaotie was in a good mood. At dinner, while eating steamed pork ribs with rice, she said: "The matter of ancient poetry is really troublesome. Fortunately, a new waitress in the store gave me an idea today. Tomorrow Go to the director to mobilize the students, otherwise I really can't turn a corner."

Guo's mother scolded her: "Don't be so impulsive in the future, brew it in your stomach before you speak, don't leave a bad impression on the leader, usually so frizzy, the leader may have wanted to frustrate you a long time ago, You have to learn this from your aunt, she never makes trouble."

Guo Xiaotie was very unconvinced, and his aunt just seemed to be honest, otherwise why did she commit a crime before she was reborn?

She licked the chopsticks and finished eating a piece, and wanted to reach out to grab it again. Mother Guo stopped her chopsticks and gave her a big spoonful of carrots: "Eat less meat and eat more vegetables. You are young now. Don't you think that when you age I got fat when I went up, and now men are demanding, so if you get fat, you won’t be able to pick good ones.”

Guo Xiaotie pursed his lips, looked greedily at the steamed pork ribs with rice noodles so close to the sky, lowered his head unwillingly to eat carrots, and said in his heart that he could bear it or get out, so he didn't want to find a man, he had to make money quickly and rent it outside. The house, by the way, can also rescue Zhu Shasha.

Guo's father loves his daughter the most. Seeing her eating carrots with a sullen face, and looking like she was not tasty, he pushed the small steamer in front of her and smoothed things over and said: "I work hard enough during the day, so why don't you eat more at night? Open your stomach and eat."

With her father's support, Guo's mother couldn't help it. Guo Xiaotie narrowed her eyes with a smile, and said proudly: "My father loves me the most." She still had a piece of steamed pork ribs in her mouth, and her mobile phone rang in the room. Putting down the chopsticks and running to take a look, Ha really had a good idea, it was Zhu Shasha calling.

"Hey Xiaotie, are you at home?" Zhu Shasha's noisy voice came.

"Have dinner at home, what's the matter, are you working overtime today?"

"Hey, you are so handsome. I am worse than working overtime today. The damn boss remembered to have a meeting before he got off work. He nagged for an hour. My old lady was starving to death."

"Then what should I do, go back to eat quickly, your home is so close to the company, so you won't waste much time." Guo Xiaotie looked at the time, it was already past the meal time, no wonder this squeamish lady was screaming with hunger.

"Bah," Zhu Shasha spat, "Damn it, I'm so angry, and now I'm in front of your restaurant, how about going out for a meal together, I have a lot to tell you."

"Go to my restaurant," Guo Xiaotie glanced at the dining room, and Guo's father and Guo's mother also looked back at her with puzzled eyes.She thought about it and said, "I'm halfway through the meal at home, why don't you come to my house directly, my aunt said today that she won't come back to eat after working overtime, and it happened to be an extra person's meal, you come to eat, I'll leave you the rice-divided steamed pork ribs."

"That's not bad, dear little Tie, you really know how to love me, I'll come right away." Zhu Shasha's voice suddenly became cheerful, and she hung up the phone.

Guo Xiaotie returned to the dining table and told them that Zhu Shasha wanted to come to eat temporarily. Guo's mother was the best at saving face. Every time a guest came to the house, she wanted to have a meal. She looked at the half-eaten dishes on the table. , Said: "Come on, your friend, you can't let people eat leftovers. You know what she likes to eat, so get her a hot dish."

Guo's father also agreed, and Guo Xiaotie was very happy. She took two more bites of rice and went to the refrigerator to find something to do.There is a package of chicken wing roots, make a salt-baked chicken wing, Zhu Shasha will like it.

Just after washing the chicken wings, adding sesame oil, salt, and marinating wine, Zhu Shasha arrived.She had long curly brown hair, and looked as if she was half-starved. After dinner, Guo's father and Guo's mother went back to the room to watch TV. She put on guest slippers, and kicked and dragged her into the kitchen to watch Guo Xiaotie cook.

Seeing that the salt-baked chicken wings were just for her, she cheered up and whistled cheerfully.After a while of rummaging around, there were two bamboo shoots in the vegetable basket behind the kitchen door, she pointed out: "Hey little iron, the chicken wings are going to be marinated for a while, let me get some braised bamboo shoots to satisfy my craving, I really like them this."

Guo Xiaotie agreed, and marinated the chicken wings first, and brought bamboo shoots here, quickly peeled off the outer hard shell, cut off the old roots and cut them into pieces, and prepared to heat the oil for cooking. She suddenly remembered and asked Zhu Shasha: "You don't remember my birthday, why do you think of looking for me today, why don't you go home for dinner?"

Zhu Shasha folded her arms and leaned against the kitchen door so hungry, but she was not forgiving, muttering: "You celebrate your birthday, so happy birthday. You think I haven't been back, that brat brought his classmates Come back, the good guy survived two hungry wolves and wiped out all the dishes, but my dad is on a business trip again, so I can't challenge that old woman, so I have to come to you."

"Zhu Junlei, Hu Yipeng?" Guo Xiaotie recalled the past, it was these two useless people who sent Zhu Shasha to a mental hospital, and she said, "Sasha, don't talk to them, it's best to stay away from them. "

Seeing that the oil in the pot was also hot, she poured the bamboo shoots into it and stir-fried, poured in soy sauce, cooking wine, sugar and other condiments, and the tips of the bamboo shoots were flying in the pot. The lid is stewed first.Get out the pressure cooker and get ready to make a quick salt-baked chicken wing.Looking back, I saw Zhu Shasha half-starved, and kindly reminded: "There are still half-steamed pork ribs, why don't you put a pad first?"

Zhu Shasha's eyes were almost turning green, but she sniffed and smelled the fragrance of the braised bamboo shoots gradually, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and shook her head: "No, I can't help it, I want to eat braised bamboo shoots and Salt Baked Chicken."

The chicken wings are stuffed in a pressure cooker here. After a few minutes, the braised bamboo shoots here are almost done. When the lid is opened, a bit of salty deliciousness emerges. The soup has thickened, so put some MSG out of the pot.

Guo Xiaotie put the oily braised bamboo shoots on a plate, Zhu Shasha concentrated on holding the chopsticks and preparing to attack, she didn't care about burning them, she picked up a bamboo shoot tip and threw it into her mouth, she opened her mouth and yelled loudly. Said: "It's hot, it's delicious, it's fresh and tender, I'm starving to death."

Guo Xiaotie looked at her eating, and thought of the last time she cooked for her before rebirth, she was also eating capers and chicken offal with such relish.Zhu Shasha picked the fresh and tender bamboo shoots, shouting that they were really fresh, and she was very excited to eat them.

Zhu Shasha ate several pieces of fresh bamboo shoots, and finally her hunger subsided. She took a breath and said, "Xiao Tie, your craftsmanship is really good. I was so hungry that I didn't have time to say that the tender heads of the bamboo shoots are not enough." Ah, two of them are a bit old and stuck between your teeth, you should pay attention to the next time you buy bamboo shoots."

Ha, she is still the same, she is very picky about food, Guo Xiaotie laughed: "Why are you so anxious, the salt-baked chicken wings are guaranteed to be very tender, by the way, you just said on the phone that you have a lot to say to me, what kind of good words?"

Zhu Shasha rolled her eyes, ate another chopsticks of stewed bamboo shoots in oil, chewed and said, "What do I want to say, oh, I was asking when you can rent a house outside, so that I can turn over, they Don't mind me, I'll quit this exhausting front desk job immediately, and take a good rest for a few months... Well, it's a bit salty to eat empty-handed, so I need to add rice." She turned on the rice cooker and filled it with a Bowl of rice, eat it with bamboo shoots.

"I'm already saving money. If you can't wait, change to a job with a dormitory first. Don't get too close to Zhu Junlei and Hu Yipeng. It's too unsafe. Be careful to be framed by them." Guo Xiaotie counted the time of the pressure cooker Said that she had been brewing in her heart for a while, and she had expressed it as tactfully as possible. If it is said that Zhu Shasha will go to a mental hospital in the future, how could she believe it, I am afraid that she will regard herself as a mental illness.

Zhu Shasha didn't take it seriously at all, and instructed the pressure cooker to calculate the time.She didn't listen to what Guo Xiaotie said at all. Of course, she was not reborn, so how could she know what would happen to her later?

When 8 minutes were up, Guo Xiaotie turned on the pressure cooker and put the oily, crispy and tender salt-baked chicken wings on the plate. Zhu Shasha was overjoyed and instructed her: "Hey, hurry up and serve it on the table, it's so delicious Guo Xiaotie put on heat-insulating gloves and put all the dishes on the table, Zhu Shasha couldn't wait to sit down and taste the delicious food.

"Hmm...it's scalding to death, but the meat is so tender and delicious," Zhu Shasha picked up a chicken wing and ate it, "It was supposed to be eaten after it was cooled, it tastes really good, if it is a little saltier, it will go well with rice. She tore off strips of snow-white chicken and ate with relish, her eyes still fixed on the plate.

Guo Xiaotie also washed his hands and sat down, holding his small round face in his hands, watching Zhu Shasha eat happily.She is very particular in crowded places outside, but she is different in private. Her mouth is big, and her mouth is full of greasy food. She occasionally licks the chicken shreds in the gap between her teeth, and her tongue turns around to lick the rice red gum. , "Bah" spit out the bones, the appearance is really not flattering.

Guo Xiaotie also ate the leftover steamed spareribs. She and Zhu Shasha were together, and she only felt happy in her heart.If she liked Zhu Shasha before she was reborn, it was just a simple liking, then the hug in the mental hospital made her completely understand that Zhu Shasha was just a little selfish, and the essence was not bad. Since she has the opportunity this time, she must think about it. A way to rescue her from the fire pit.

After eating for a while, Guo Xiaotie recounted what happened in the school cafeteria during the day, hoping that his crush could give him some advice.

Zhu Shasha gnawed on the third chicken bone and licked the corners of her mouth unsatisfied. She said disdainfully, "Master Tao, cultural banquet? You ask me, forget it." Guo Xiaotie could only say "Oh".

Zhu Shasha hiccupped, and suddenly realized in a blink of an eye: "Xiao Tie, you just said that Master Tao is a calligrapher?"

Guo Xiaotie nodded: "Whether it's calligraphy or painting, I don't care if it's a master. Anyway, I will ask Director Lao to mobilize the classmates tomorrow. How can I figure it out by myself? If he refuses, then I have no choice but to leave."

"Go away! Xiaotie, you silly fork, do you know that you have hit the big luck?" Zhu Shasha was quite happy just now, but suddenly her face became serious. She put down the bowl and chopsticks with a "boom", and took the paper towel Wiping his mouth, staring at his eyes, he said seriously, "You didn't lie to me, that old man is really a master of calligraphy and painting? The kind that can be sold for tens of thousands of 10,000+ just by scribbling on paper?"