"The fire in the stove didn't come on before, but it has come on now. I'm going to bring the brazier over to put on the fire. I'm sure it will be warm later!"

Yang Huaming quickly filled a pot full of fire particles, with wood chips and pine cones placed under the fire particles to ensure a continuous supply of fuel.

The brazier is covered with a thin layer of plant ash, which can cover the smell of burning smoke inside and prevent it from smelling to the eyes and nose.

"Mei'er, I'll send you the brazier. You and Zhuang Zhuang hurry up and warm yourself by the fire! Zhuang Zhuang is an honored guest today, so we can't get cold, right Zhuang Zhuang? Fourth uncle is right, isn't he? Hahaha

…”

Seeing Yang Huaming lifting his weight like this, Yang Huamei's lips curled up into a smile.

It was finally warm in the fire barrel. Yang Huamei hugged Zhuang Zhuang and sat in. Looking up at Xiao Hei, Yang Huamei greeted him: "Xiao Hei, sit in too, it's warm in here!"

Xiao Hei dragged the stool over and sat down, putting his feet and shoes into the fire barrel.

Yang Huamei patted Xiao Hei's feet and said, "Take off your shoes and bring them in to dirty them."

Xiao Hei glanced at his shoes and said, "My shoes are not dirty!"

Yang Huamei said: "I'm not saying that your shoes are dirty, I'm saying that the inside of the fire barrel at your fourth uncle's house is dirty. Take a look, there are piles of melon seed shells and peanut shells inside, and there are also a pile of orange peels that turn into sesame seeds and rotten millet.

!”

Xiao Hei lowered his head and looked again, hey, it was really piled up like a hill.

At this moment, Yang Huaming brought another jar of freshly boiled hot water into the house. Xiao Hei raised his head and asked him straightly: "Fourth uncle, why do you stuff all the melon shells and peels into the fire bucket? You don't have a fire bucket.

A dustpan for garbage?”

Yang Huaming blushed and said, "It's all thanks to your fourth aunt!"

Xiao Hei said "Oh", thinking that it would be quite comfortable to sit in a fire barrel, eat, drink and have diarrhea!

Yang Huamei snorted disdainfully and uttered two words: "Sloppy!"

Yang Hua pretended not to hear, and after delivering the hot water, he quickly went back to the kitchen next door to continue cooking.

"Dad, there are only three dishes for lunch, doesn't it look good?"

Kang Xiaozi asked Yang Huaming, pointing to the dishes in the pot and on the pot table.

Yang Huaming took a look and saw a bowl of fried bacon with vegetable moss, a bowl of steamed bacon, and a bowl of roasted chicken with mushrooms.

"This roasted chicken with mushrooms is very heavy, one bowl is enough for two. Besides, there is also a bowl of egg custard in the rice pot, which makes up four dishes!" Yang Huaming said.

Kang Xiaozi hesitated for a moment and then said: "Dad, the homophony of the number four is not very good. How about we add two more to make six?"

Yang Huaming scratched his head and asked, "What kind of food are you going to cook?"

Kang Xiaozi said: "I see there is salted fish there. Shall we fry a bowl of salted fish again?"

Yang Huaming looked embarrassed: "I don't know how to fry!"

Kang Xiaozi: "I can try."

"Well, give it a try." Yang Huaming readily agreed.

Kang Xiaozi added: "I see there are pig ears. How about cutting one of the pig ears and mixing it with some peanuts to make a cold dish?"

Yang Huaming counted them with his fingers, and found exactly four, which was enough to put on the table.

"Okay, you make the arrangements, and dad will help you."

In the west room separated by a wall.

Dabai wrinkled his nose and sniffed the aroma wafting from the kitchen next door.

“I don’t know what delicious food my uncle and the others are cooking, but just smelling the aroma makes it feel like a meal!”

Although Yang Huamei was also very curious, otherwise she would not have gone to the kitchen to take a look.

When she went to take a look at the kitchen earlier, she happened to see chicken and mushrooms being stewed in a small pot outside...

"No matter how loud the noise these two old men make, don't expect them to cook up any decent dishes to entertain us!" Yang Huamei said confidently.

When it comes to cooking, unless you, a gentleman, are a cook and make a living by cooking, it is more practical for a woman to cook and serve the guests!

Gufu "It definitely can't compare with your third uncle's house yesterday! Don't count on it!" Yang Huamei said.

Yesterday I paid New Year's greetings at Third Brother's house. My dear, the dishes cooked by Third Sister-in-law, Xiaohua and the others couldn't even be placed on both tables.

There are really cold dishes, hot dishes, stir-fried dishes, braised dishes, steamed dishes, stewed dishes, and everything. There are several kinds of hot pots, beef pot, chicken pot, three delicacies pot, fish head pot...

In addition, the only beef is soy sauce beef, braised beef and beef shabu-shabu...

Lamb slices, lamb scorpions, lamb hooves...

The steamed chicken feet in the steamed vegetables is even more outstanding, it is sour and spicy. When you put a chicken foot in your mouth, it will make you squirt. Oh my gosh, I will eat two bowls of rice without even realizing it.

Thinking of this, Yang Huamei felt that she was also hungry, and her ears kept paying attention to the movements in the kitchen next door.

After a while, I heard a sizzling sound, which was the crisp sound of ingredients being poured into the oil pan.

Yang Huamei licked her lips, "I don't know when dinner will be served. I can hardly sit still."

Xiao Hei sat there holding his stomach, grinning and said: "I'm different from you. Anyway, I have no appetite at all. Even if delicacies from mountains and seas are put in front of me, I can't eat them!"

Dabai smiled and said, "You are saying that right now, but it will be different when the food is served."

Yang Huamei looked at Xiao Hei distressedly and frowned slightly.

I brought it out specifically to celebrate the New Year, partly to save face for Zhuangzhuang, but also because I wanted to change places to eat something delicious.

Hei'er can't eat, this is really... ugh!

Finally, this amazing lunch was finally brought to the table.

"Quick, quick, Dabai, help clear the table, it's time to put the dishes!"

Yang Huaming, wearing an apron around his waist and with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, rushed to the door of the west room and urged him inside with a smile.

Without eighteen dishes, such a formation would never be possible.

"okay!"

Dabai quickly got up from his stool and came over to clear the table.

Yang Huamei's eyes lit up, and she teased the sleepy Zhuang Zhuang in her arms: "Wake up, Dabao'er, dinner is about to begin, let's see what delicious dishes our fourth uncle has cooked for us!"

Xiao Hei was still curled up there, reacting calmly to all this.

After Yang Huaming finished his instructions, he immediately returned to the kitchen. Dabai cleared the table and quickly went to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

Yang Huamei freed up her hand and patted Xiao Hei's shoulder, and whispered: "Take a look later and see if there are any dishes you like. Try to eat a few bites, and don't eat nothing at all!"

Xiao Hei rolled his eyes.

Again, when you have an upset stomach, delicacies from all over the world are not rare!

Soon, Yang Huaming, Dabai, and Kang Xiaozi filed in with a bowl of tea in their hands.

Three bowls of dishes were placed on the table one after another, and Yang Huamei stretched her neck to take a look.

They are stir-fried bacon with vegetables and moss.

Steamed bacon.

Pan-fried dried fish.

At first glance, this name sounds pretty good.

However, in stir-fried bacon with vegetable moss, the vegetable moss is stir-fried and then steamed on the side of the rice pot to keep it warm.

As a result, the vegetable moss was steamed and changed color, like a piece of rotten waterweed lying softly on top of a few pieces of bacon.

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Chapter completed!