Gourmet and actor

The child looks about four or five years old. Although the small face is gray and white, like a kitten that has rolled in the ashes, it can still be seen that the complexion is delicate and white, because the country is used to the wind and sun. children do not have.

Thinking of the missing case that happened just now, Xiao Ke immediately said to her mother: "Auntie, I found a child in the car, come and see if it is the porridge."

"what?"

Hearing this, Yu's mother hurried over, and the fellow followed in confusion, with a dazed look on his face: "I have a child in the car? Why don't I know?"

Mother Yu bent down with difficulty, looked at her for a moment, and said "Ouch": "That's right, that's porridge. Just now I was worried that he would run into danger in the mountains, but now it's all right. Let's call him soon." Wake up and send it back to the crew, and after losing most of the day, those people are anxious to death."

The fellow was still wondering: "When did he climb into my car?"

Xiao Ke said: "When he wakes up and asks, he will know. Don't worry about it so much, just wake him up."

The window of the car was not open, and the three people crowded at the door and talked loudly, and the cabin suddenly reverberated with humming.Before they could call, Congee opened his eyes first.He looked around in a daze, and found that there were people he didn't know in front of him, so he shrank back quickly.Not wanting to hit his head on the car mat, he flattened his mouth and sobbed again.

Yu's mother hurriedly coaxed: "Don't cry, don't cry, we are not bad people. Can you come out? Be careful not to touch your head."

Congee Congee was only concerned with crying, no matter how much they coaxed and persuaded her, she paid no attention at all.

Persuasion failed for a while, Xiao Ke felt that this stalemate was not an option, so he asked the fellow if he could remove the car seat.In his view, the seats of cars and sedan chairs should be detachable.

Fortunately, in order to facilitate the storage of goods, the fellow modified the back seat of the car, and it can really be opened.The three of them worked together, worked carefully for a while, and finally carried the child out of the slit without any damage.

Congee Congee escaped from the set for a long time, did not eat for two meals, cried several times, exhausted too much energy.Although I was very resistant to being held in the arms of a stranger, I couldn't do anything other than wriggling a few times.

He had a reluctance on his face, but Xiao Ke ignored it.In his opinion, it is unnecessary to please a child who is about to be sent away.He asked, "How should I notify the people around him?"

Mother Yu immediately called her son, but no one answered after ringing all over, and it was the same for the wife who changed her wife.She knew that the father and son were both Ma Daha, so she probably forgot their mobile phone in the car before going up the mountain.

I can't find anyone, so it seems that I have to make a special trip.

"I'll go." The fellow said confidently: "He was found in my car, and at least half of the reward should be shared with me."

In the past few years, the family conditions have been getting better and better, and Yu's mother doesn't care about this little extra money.Just as he was about to agree, he suddenly realized that Xiao Ke's acting career was not going well. Hearing that his son had always lived a tight life, he changed his mind and said, "Based on the head, it will be divided into three parts. Don't stare, if there is no Xiao Xiao for us, when will this child come back?" You don’t even know you sneaked away. You earned the money for nothing.”

After thinking about it for a while, this is indeed the case. The fellow nodded his head in agreement, and jumped into the driver's seat and drove to the factory.

I didn't expect that there would be a bonus for hugging this child. This was my first income in modern times.Thinking of this, Xiao Ke was in a good mood, and looked at Congee Congee with a bit of kindness in his eyes: "Want to eat?"

Young children are very sensitive to the good and evil of others.Realizing that these strangers did not have any malicious intentions, Porridge stopped crying at some point, and he nodded vigorously when he heard Xiao Ke's question without the previous repulsion.

Xiao Ke was very satisfied with his obedience, and the better he felt, he patted his head and smiled as a reward: "Can you eat pasta? Today we will eat Yuanxiao cakes."

Xiao Ke's facial features are exquisite, but his temperament belongs to that of handsome and sunny. Usually, a random stop is a scenic spot.Once you laugh and match it with two dimples, the lethality will be maximized.

The second-generation congee porridge, who was born in a naturally good-looking circle, couldn't escape, and immediately bowed down under his old man's T-shirt. Even when his mother came to let him wash his face and comb his hair, he insisted on staying in the kitchen to watch how Xiao Ke cooked.

As the name suggests, Yuanxiao cakes are closely related to Yuanxiao.Xiao Ke first poured half a pot of sesame oil and set it on medium heat for later use, then made slightly larger glutinous rice balls with the reconciled glutinous rice dough, and finally flattened them one by one with a spoon.

He was quick with his hands and feet, and in a blink of an eye, the chopping board was neatly filled with Yuanxiao cakes of the same size.At this time, the oil in the pot was just about [-]% hot, so he took the long chopsticks and put the cakes into the pot one by one.

The freshly squeezed flax oil from the farmers in this area has a moderate fragrance, neither too fragrant nor too bland. It is very suitable for making fried food, and Xiao Ke is very satisfied.Yu's family didn't have a frying spoon for deep frying, so he kept stirring the pot with long chopsticks.The original snow white of the Lantern Festival gradually becomes translucent white, and then gradually turns into a layer of light gold, and finally turns into a sweet and slightly burnt golden yellow.

When the heat was reached, Xiao Ke quickly got out of the pot, put the Yuanxiao cakes into a large plate, and sprinkled a layer of fried black sesame while it was still hot.The sesame seeds that had been roasted over a slow fire to produce the original aroma fell on the Yuanxiao cakes that were still rolling with small oil bubbles, and the aroma spread out again. The original pure aroma mixed with the crispy aroma of fried noodles wafted through the entire kitchen.

The congee porridge that had just washed its face and hands smelled the fragrance, and its empty belly immediately gurgled twice in response to the occasion, and hurriedly covered its face shyly.But not long after, he was fascinated by the smell and forgot to be ashamed again. He stretched his head to look at the cooking counter which was half a head taller than him, his greedy eyes were like a pair of little hands greedily stroking the golden yellow Yuanxiao cakes.

Yu's mother was amused by the little guy's appearance: "Xiao Xiao, can you eat? I'm hungry."

"Wait a minute, it's not finished yet." While speaking, Xiao Ke took out the chicken soup left over from yesterday, scraped off the thick fat on it, and scooped out a bowl of clear soup to put into the pot.

"Do you want to cook some soup?" Mother Yu thought that tonight would be an ordinary deep-fried snack, and she would boil the chicken soup and sprinkle some chopped green onions to accompany the meal, so she said, "Xiao Xiao, it's okay to drink soup and so on. I'll give him a snack first."

"Don't worry, there is only one process left."

Hearing his repeated emphasis, Yu's mother stopped talking, and was only curious in her heart: after the frying is over, what else can be done?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help picking up the porridge, and stood at the cooking table to take a closer look.

I saw Xiao Ke peeled the green onion and left the white, cut into pieces and put it into the soup, stirred it a few times, and poured the diced vegetables into it together.When the heat is up, add a few spoonfuls of Gorgon juice to the soup.After the two are fully fused together, put the fried Yuanxiao cakes into the thick sauce one by one.

The golden skin of the pancakes has absorbed the rich soup, and it seems to be soft and puffed up a little.Xiao Ke stared intently at the pot, the water evaporated a little, and the remaining thick soup was entangled by the fat-filled Yuanxiao cake, wrapping the whole cake body, showing a state of patina waiting to be dripped, and it rose quickly. pot.

Seeing this, Yu's mother nodded knowingly: it turned out that chicken soup was used to cook fried Yuanxiao cakes, which was fresh, and she hadn't eaten them yet.

As for the porridge in her arms, the little hands in her eyes have long since turned into suckers, wishing she could suck all the Yuanxiao stewed cakes into her mouth.

Although the tutoring is excellent, four years old is the age when children are most free-spirited, and dogma cannot completely control the heart after all.In front of the delicious food, the aroma is lingering, and the porridge feels more and more hungry. I can't help but stretch my body, and lay on Xiao Ke's shoulder who is loading the plate: "Brother, I want to eat."

In his previous life, Xiao Ke was the youngest of the princes of the same generation, and his body was weak. He was always asked to please him by others, and he had never experienced the feeling of being acted like a baby.In addition, Porridge Porridge is very cute, and as soon as the brother with a childish voice came out, Xiao Ke suddenly felt that the child was really cute, and quickly brought his share to the table: "Come here, be careful of burning."

The Lantern Festival Cake added with stew sauce is crystal clear and clean. In the slightly yellowish juice, finely diced carrots, corn kernels, diced green onions and other ingredients float up and down, making it even more tempting to move your index finger.

In fact, Yu's mother was secretly greedy, but in order to take care of the porridge, she had to push her share aside first, and cut the Yuanxiao cakes in the small plate into small pieces with a stainless steel spoon, so as not to burn the child's mouth.

The spoon sank into the soft and tough pancake body, revealing the inside, and Yu Mu was taken aback for a moment: it turned out that when she was busy cleaning up the porridge, Xiao Ke filled the pancake with fillings made of fresh wild vegetables.Protected by the outer skin, and the heat is just right, the deep-fried wild vegetables still maintain the juiciness before cooking, but judging from the luster in the veins, it is indeed ripe again.

Yu Mu, who is used to the fact that the vegetables in the pot must be greasy with soup and oil into a different appearance, saw the wild vegetables in the stuffing that were as fresh as they had just been picked. The spoon turned a corner temporarily and sent it into his mouth.

The freshness of the mountain vegetables, the softness of the glutinous skin, and the softness of the stew, immediately played a trio on the tongue, with distinct traces and a perfect fit.

After a moment of recollection, Yu's mother noticed that Congee's big black eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at herself with her mouth flattened.

Realizing that she was grabbing food with a child, Yu's mother blushed and said, "I... grandma will help you see if it's hot."

Congee porridge turned angry and turned happy, reached out to touch the plate: "Is it hot?"

"It's not hot, it's not hot." Saying that, Yu's mother hurriedly changed a spoon, scooped up another piece and blew it cooler, and fed it to him.

In order to pass the time, Xiao Ke cooked every dish countless times until it was perfect.After trying it so many times, although he still likes the taste, he is not as eager to start it as others.After turning off the gas, I slowly went to make scented tea to quench my thirst after dinner.

Going to fetch the teapot in the living room, he heard a car horn.I thought it was a fellow villager who had reported back, but he didn't care.Turn on the street lights and cross the flat ground, and push open the iron gate that was concealed.

Halfway through the door, Xiao Ke realized something was wrong: no matter if it is Yu’s car or a fellow car, it seems that the chassis is not that high?This seems to be a strange car?

He turned his head in doubt, but found that the other party looked at him with the same surprise.