Listening to A Mei's correct accusation, Fu Shiyi's face suddenly felt sweat from his waterfall.

During the Chinese New Year, a special occupation will emerge.

That is the profession of walking around the streets and relying on saying auspicious words to gain a first prize.

By the first month of the year, there will be lion dancers to welcome the God of Wealth, and they will be wandering around the doors of those shops.

Generally, even if a stingy person is, he will give some money and make sense.

Fu Shiyi met all those who came to beg for the past two days. When he met her, he would say auspicious words.

If you don’t give it, you will feel a little embarrassed when you look at the other person’s eyes and listen to those auspicious words.

So Pay Eleven ended up giving some money.

Unexpectedly, this scene became cheated when it fell into Amei's eyes.

Li Changbo just smiled and took a meaningful look at Fu Shiyi.

Fu Shiyi was afraid of misunderstandings and was busy explaining.

As a result, Li Changbo raised his hand to stop Fu Shiyi and smiled and said, "Miss Fu is a kind-hearted person, it's not surprising."

As soon as he heard this, Fu Shiyi knew that he could not wash it even if he jumped into the Yellow River, so he gave up on the spot.

In the end, he could only pinch the flesh on Amei's cheek with two fingers, and scolded her angrily: "I learned to complain every day."

A Mei was torn to the point of being tilted and speechless: "Miss is too soft-hearted!"

Li Changbo didn't stop him and looked at him with a smile.

For some reason, Fu Shiyi suddenly skipped a thought in his mind: this scene was a bit like taking care of children together.

So she couldn't help but glance at Li Changbo more: I don't know if I will be different when I take care of my children in the future, but my educational philosophy will be different? Then there was a dispute?

After all, two people grew up in different eras, so the educational philosophy is definitely different.

So after Fu Shiyi stopped, he secretly asked Li Changbo: "Mr. Li County, how do you think if you have children, how would you teach them?"

Li Changbo glanced at Fu Shiyi sideways and said in a concise manner: "Listen to my wife. My wife is kind and kind. I believe she must have more insights than me in what she teaches her children."

Fu Shiyi was stunned: This answer is simply a textbook model answer! Those men who always say they can't imagine should really learn from County Magistrate Li!

Except for Lao Tie 666, Fu Shiyi felt that he could not say anything.

After the porridge was cooked, Fu Shiyi asked Li Changbo whether to drink sweet porridge or salty porridge.

Looking at Fu Shiyi's malicious expression, Li Changbo just thought a little and still gave a perfect answer: "Miss Fu likes that, I will eat that."

Fu Shiyi failed to dig a hole, and only deep frustration was left at that time.

At the same time, I admire Li Changbo's IQ: This is too amazing.

However, the more Li Changbo did this, the more Fu Shiyi wanted to dig a hole and let Li Changbo jump.

This is also a pleasure to get along.

Li Changbo took the porridge he had served with Fu Shiyi and sent it to Mrs. Du. As soon as he left the kitchen door, he quietly raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

In the past, he always heard Lu Zhichun say such things, and he even joked that Lu Zhichun was not smart enough, so he felt that Princess Heyuan was not easy to mess with.

But now that he had experienced it himself, he immediately began to deeply understand Lu Zhichun's hard work.

And he sighed deeply: It seems that no matter what personality or wisdom a woman in the world has, she will eventually make things difficult for someone close to her!

Perhaps it is a pleasure for them?

But this kind of fun is still too dangerous!

Mrs. Du doesn’t like sweet porridge very much.

So I chose a bowl of salty porridge to eat.

In fact, salty porridge is nothing special. After all, Fu Shiyi has made many kinds of salty porridge before.

Even the meat porridge is often made in the mansion.

However, after taking a spoonful of food, Mrs. Du found that the salty porridge made by Fu Shiyi was particularly refreshing.

First of all, the rice is smooth and thick.

Next is the salty aroma of bacon, but because of the addition of tofu, cabbage and vermicelli, it will not make people feel too salty.

Instead, there is a hint of refreshing.

The little bit of carrot diced carrots brings a little sweetness, bringing more abundant changes to the salty and fragrant taste.

The dried tofu diced rice cooked with bacon, after absorbing the fat, has a slight burnt aroma and its own smoky smell.

So this bowl of porridge added a richer taste change.

As long as the first spoon is started, the next one is spoonful and can’t stop.

The most important thing is that although the bacon at home has fat on it, after a long period of cooking, all the fats are cooked and melted into the porridge.

I can't taste any greasy feeling at all.

In addition, the ingredients are rich, I will occasionally eat a little bit of diced bacon, so there will be a little surprise of eating meat-

Mrs. Du couldn't help but exclaim: "Every ingredient is placed just right, and every ingredient is cooked just right. If you don't have noble cooking skills, you will not be able to make this bowl of porridge."

Although Li Changbo's ears were already calloused when he heard Mrs. Du's cooking skills, his fingers were still waking up after hearing this.

There was even a hint of cowardice in my mouth.

Before the porridge could be eaten, he felt as if he had imagined that kind of taste. The right kind of taste.

So although Li Changbo maintained an elegant posture and slow movements, he still couldn't wait to pick up the spoon.

When a spoonful of salty porridge was in the mouth, even Li Changbo couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

In the early morning of the winter, a spoonful of hot, just right salty porridge instantly stimulates all the taste and makes the throat feel soothing to the stomach.

Fu Shiyi looked at the expressions of his grandparents and grandchildren, and immediately smiled.

Then he scooped a spoonful of Laba porridge and put it in his mouth, and narrowed his eyes comfortably - it feels comfortable!

It seems that no matter what era it is, this kind of soft, thick rice porridge is the favorite of Chinese people—

"Just eat with confidence, I have cooked a lot." After enough comfort, Fu Shiyi smiled and said, "Not only everyone has a share, but there is probably a lot left. I'll take some to my neighbors at that time. If there is still something left, I'll give it to the old customers today. First come first served, it depends on fate."

Li Changbo chuckled: "I'll send porridge today and I'll send birthday peaches tomorrow. The people in Shiwei Restaurant are busy."
Chapter completed!