Before eight o'clock in the evening, the main hall of Shen's house was brightly lit.
A round table is full of delicacies, full of colors, flavors, and morel chicken soup is still bubbling in the white stew pot in the middle.
The Shen family members are not complicated. In the previous generation, only grandfather Shen Yue was still alive, and now he is living in his uncle's house in the south, so now mother Shen is the head of the family. She sat on the main seat and insisted on pulling Tang Qiaoqiao to sit beside her, but Shen Yue was pushed aside by her instead.
"Jojo is the first time to celebrate the New Year with us this year, come and sit next to me."
Tang Qiaoqiao shied away a few times and then sat down generously.
On the other side of Shen's mother sat Shen Yong, Hu Hong pouted impatiently, and sat down beside her husband angrily.
She is also a daughter-in-law, and the old lady is biased to the horizon, but none of the two big men on her left and right are wronging her.
Husband is a boring gourd, son...
Forget it, she couldn't count on Shen Liang to say a word for herself, his eyes were fixed on the dishes on the table.
Hu Hong lightly touched his son's arm under the table, and said in a low voice, "Pay attention to your eyes, it looks like a starving ghost is reincarnated."
Only then did Shen Liang turn his eyes away, and he was still thinking about when the meal would start. Tang Qiaoqiao's cooking skills have always made him unforgettable, and he will not say that this New Year's Day is for Tang Qiaoqiao's dishes.
Mother Shen looked at her son, daughter-in-law, and grandson sitting below, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes stretched out, and she raised her wine glass.
"It's rare for our family to be together today. Let's raise a glass and wish all of us good health and the best of luck next year."
As the eldest brother, Shen Yong stood up first, followed by the others, toasting to Mother Shen.
"Our younger generation should make a toast first, wishing mother's wishes come true and happiness like the East China Sea."
Tang Qiaoqiao smiled sweetly: "Mom should laugh a lot in the new year, and the more you live, the younger you will be."
Mother Shen was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth: "Okay, okay, let's all sit down."
Hu Hong couldn't help it, and became angry again.
"Actually, Mom has nothing to worry about now. Shen Yue's legs are recovering well, and the company is developing steadily. There is only one left," she glanced at Tang Qiaoqiao slowly, "It's just that my younger brother and sister need to hurry up and have a baby, we have been married for so long. , I haven't made a move yet. If there is any problem, it is best to see a doctor as soon as possible, and don't avoid the doctor. "
Hearing this, Shen Yong frowned and glanced at Shen Yue, who had a sullen face.
He felt bad, coughed lightly, and stepped on Hu Hong's foot secretly, warning her not to talk nonsense.
Hu Hong not only ignored it, but continued to say without fear of death: "If my younger brother or younger sister needs it, I can introduce you to an old Chinese doctor."
Just as Shen Yue was about to speak, Tang Qiaoqiao pressed the back of his hand and laughed.
"We're young and we're not in a hurry at all, but my sister-in-law likes children so much. When are you planning to have a second child? Don't take advantage of the last time before menopause to have another one, so as to divert excess energy, don't you think?"
Turning around and scolding her and Shen Yue for not being able to have children, this is the second thing, mainly because the marriage is the most annoying thing.
Hu Hong's face turned blue and white for a while, Tang Qiaoqiao was sarcastically mocking her that she was approaching menopause and going to menopause.
She pressed her anger and was about to attack, only to hear Shen's mother say: "Okay, don't say anything about urging marriage and giving birth to the new year, I know young people at my age don't like to talk about this now, why don't you open the pot and mention it? pot."
Hu Hong said aggrieved: "Mom, I'm worried about you and want you to hug my grandson again."
Mother Shen said lightly: "Really? Then you should urge Shen Liang to let me hold the great-grandson as soon as possible, so that the four generations can live together."
Shen Liang shrank his shoulders, the city gate caught fire and hit Chi Yu, what did he do? Want him to get married, fans do not agree.
Shen Yong reprimanded Hu Hong: "Don't say anything, just eat."
"Yes, let's have dinner, I'm starving to death." Shen Liang changed the subject following his father's words.
Hu Hong was almost mad at Shen Yong and his son, so full of anger, he even ate a fart.
Mother Shen said with a smile: "It's too quiet to eat like this, it's not lively at all, it's better to have music."
Shen Yue looked at his watch: "It's past seven o'clock, the Spring Festival Gala is about to start."
Mother Shen shook her head: "The time hasn't come yet, listen to something else."
"Let's play Shen Liang's song. He recently released a new song, which is number one on the major charts." Hu Hong's mood changed quickly, and now he is proud again.
"I don't like to listen to songs that are inarticulate and love to come and go." The old lady said bluntly.
Tang Qiaoqiao couldn't wait to give her a thumbs up and told the truth.
After Mother Shen finished speaking, she got off the table, walked to the TV, and fiddled a few times, and then a familiar piece of music floated in the living room.
Tang Qiaoqiao's heart skipped a beat when she heard it, and Shen Yue also reacted, with a smile in her eyes.
When Mother Shen turned and walked away, she saw that the person who appeared on the TV screen was Tang Qiaoqiao.
Mother Shen played the song "Happy New Year" that she sang at the New Year's Eve concert.
Mother Shen said with a smile: "I like the song "Happy New Year" sung by Qiao Qiao. It sings well and fits the occasion."
So, they cycled "Happy New Year" more than ten times before the Spring Festival Gala began.
Not to mention "Happy New Year" for now, after the New Year's Eve dinner.
Mother Shen looked at a table of delicious food and said with admiration, "JoJo's cooking skills are even higher than that of a five-star hotel, and even can carve flowers. I don't know which dish to use for chopsticks."
Tang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "Mom, let's try this lucky eight treasure duck first."
On a white porcelain plate, there was a plump and plump duck lying on its back. The duck was ruddy in color, with a rope tied in the middle, in the shape of a gourd. A layer of shrimp and green bean sauce was poured on it, and it was crystal clear.
Most of the bones have been removed from this eight-treasure duck, but the flesh is not broken. Tang Qiaoqiao gently cut through the duck's abdominal cavity with the knife that he had prepared a long time ago, and the eight treasure fillings in the abdominal cavity suddenly overflowed.
Eight Treasures are stuffed with glutinous rice, chestnuts, chicken gizzards, mushrooms, ham, bamboo shoots, ginkgo, lotus seeds and scallops. All kinds of materials have been steamed to perfection. The aroma of glutinous rice mixed with the umami of duck penetrates into the nostrils. People move their index fingers.
The duck skin was thin, Tang Qiaoqiao gently picked up a piece with chopsticks, then scooped a spoonful of Babao rice and handed it to Mother Shen.
Mother Shen smiled and tasted it. The duck was tender and crispy, the juice was thick and delicious, and there was no fishy smell unique to duck meat. When I tasted it carefully, there was a hint of sweetness under the thick oily red sauce, and the Eight Treasures Rice was full. The umami of duck meat is salty and mellow, and it is delicious.
"It's so delicious. It's the best Babao duck I've ever eaten in my life." Mother Shen scooped herself another tablespoon of duck meat Babao rice.
Tang Qiaoqiao smiled sweetly and said, "As long as you like it."
When Mother Shen moved her chopsticks, the others followed.
Shen Liang couldn't wait for a long time. As soon as the duck entered his mouth, his eyes widened. The meat was tender and smooth, and the juice was full. The eight-treasure rice was fragrant and soft, and the taste was rich.
Shen Yong didn't have much contact with Tang Qiaoqiao, and had never eaten anything she made. Seeing how addicted her mother and son were, she also curiously stretched out her chopsticks and tasted the coral fish placed in front of him.
For reef fish, the whole fish is deboned and the fish fillet is taken, and then the half fish fillet without bones is slanted to cut out the fish fillets at the same interval, but the fish skin is kept connected.
Flip the sliced fish over, and cut it into shreds with a knife against the root of the fish skin, so that the cut "coral" hangs on the fish skin and shakes constantly, and it looks good when it is formed.
After the "coral" is cut, it is marinated with seasoning, coated with starch and fried in a pan. The fried coral fish has distinct roots and golden color. It is like a beautiful coral on the seabed when clustered together. Then, pour the seasoning sauce, and the aroma is overflowing.
The coral fish is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the sweet and sour sauce wraps the fresh fish meat, which is very appetizing.
Shen Yong had a preference for sweet and sour flavors, so he couldn't stop eating it.
Seeing that none of the people at the table touched the dishes she made, Hu Hong took the initiative to say to Mother Shen, "Mom, try the beef brisket stewed with tomatoes that I made."
Mother Shen felt that she had to give face to the eldest daughter-in-law, so she took a piece of beef, chewed it, frowned, swallowed it with difficulty, and smiled lightly: "Uh, not bad."
Then the next second, she turned to Tang Qiaoqiao's braised pork.
Hu Hong was angry and annoyed, and turned to his son who was eating happily.
"This is the beef I made, eat this." The vicious look in his eyes showed that not eating is unfilial.
Shen Liang reluctantly took a bite of the beef, but his facial features were tangled up, and he said very shamelessly, "Mom, the beef is too old to be chewed."
Hu Hong was dumbfounded and pointed out to her son that her food was unpalatable, which made her face feel hot. Impossible, this dish was made step by step against Baidu's recipe.
She doesn't believe in evil, they don't eat their own food.
So Hu Hong picked up a large piece of beef and put it into his mouth, chewing it, it was unpalatable, it was delicious...
Gradually, Hu Hong couldn't deceive himself, the beef was old and woody, and it was still stuck between his teeth.
She lost the strength of the boss to hold back and didn't spit it out. She looked at the eight treasure ducks and coral fish made by Tang Qiaoqiao, and they had already eaten most of them.
Is it really that delicious
Hu Hong originally thought that she would never eat a bite of Tang Qiaoqiao's dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner, but now she struggled again and again, and still couldn't help taking advantage of everyone's time to eat, and secretly stretched out her chopsticks to Babao Duck.
Then, she was silent.
She knew that the other two dishes she made didn't need to be recommended, because compared to what Tang Qiaoqiao cooked, they were simply pig food.
Tang Qiaoqiao glanced at Hu Hong out of the corner of the eye, and saw that she finally failed to resist the temptation of her delicious food.
Shen Yue looked at her smug look, smiled and put a peeled prawn in her bowl.
Tang Qiaoqiao swallowed the fresh and sweet shrimp in one bite, and also sandwiched a piece of sweet and soft red bean paste rice cake for him.
"Nuo, eat it, your career will definitely be higher every year in the new year."
Shen Yue hooked her fingers, and Tang Qiaoqiao obediently leaned over.
He attached to her ear with a clear voice: "I just want us to be together like this every year and every day in the future."
Shen Yue's sudden love words made her face hot.
The love words said with this face are really damn sultry.
Seeing that Shen Yue and Tang Qiaoqiao were so tender and sweet, Shen's mother couldn't help but be happy.
In the second half of the meal, Tang Qiaoqiao went to the kitchen to cook the dumplings that had been made long ago. How could the northern New Year's Eve be without dumplings.
Tang Qiaoqiao packed three fresh stuffing and winter bamboo shoots and mushroom stuffing, one meat and one vegetarian.
The New Year's Eve dinner is not over until the three plates of dumplings are eaten cleanly.
It wasn't even zero o'clock at this time, Mother Shen, Shen Yong and his wife sat down to watch the Spring Festival Gala.
Tang Qiaoqiao suddenly felt something, and ran to the corridor to look at the sky, only to see white and crystal snowflakes falling from the sky, accompanied by the dim street lights in the yard, like catkins fluttering in the wind.
"It's snowing, the first snow of the year."
Tang Qiaoqiao excitedly ran into the yard and circled, reaching out to play with the snowflakes, even if it melted immediately, she was still excited.
Standing under the porch, Shen Yue raised his voice: "Don't tell me you haven't seen snow?" Do you want to be so excited.
Tang Qiaoqiao said, "It's really the first time I've seen snow with my own eyes."
Shen Yue was speechless and reminded her: "Be careful, the ground is slippery, don't fall when you jump like this."
"I'm not afraid… "
As soon as Tang Qiaoqiao finished speaking, his heel slipped and he fell to the ground, feeling a pain in his tailbone.
Shen Yue was overjoyed, and took out his mobile phone to take a picture of the scene.
Tang Qiaoqiao touched her numb tailbone and stood up, rushing towards Shen Yue angrily: "You still keep saying that you love me, but I fell, shouldn't you rush over to be my human flesh mat regardless of the danger?"
Shen Yue touched her head: "I don't have a fever. Have you watched too many brain-dead TV dramas? In the future, this kind of script will be rejected as soon as possible. I don't want to watch your brain-dead dramas on TV in the future."
Tang Qiaoqiao hurriedly said, "Who hid and peeked at the vixen I played?"
Shen Yue's face didn't change his heart and his heart didn't beat: "I said, that was accidentally clicked on a spam ad."
"Oh, man." Death wants face.
Tang Qiaoqiao stood under the corridor, Shen Yue was afraid that she would fall again, so she held her waist and looked at her red face from running, her heart softened.
At this time, the sky suddenly burst into gorgeous fireworks. It's past midnight and the new year is here.
"Happy New Year."
The two spoke at the same time and smiled tacitly.
It snowed overnight, and the next morning there was a thick layer of snow on the ground.
Tang Qiaoqiao rushed to the window, looking at the white snow outside, and happily didn't even care that Mother Shen was playing her "Happy New Year" early in the morning.
She put on a red down jacket, put on a red hat, picked up a shovel, rushed into the snow, and started to build a snowman, but she thought about it all night.
Tang Qiaoqiao was strong and energetic, and she quickly built a big snowman.
Shen Liang originally wanted to sleep late, but was woken up by Tang Qiaoqiao's singer early in the morning.
He trotted downstairs, trying to get his grandmother to turn off the music, only to find that the yard was in full swing.
He walked over, and it turned out that Tang Qiaoqiao was building a snowman.
Tang Qiaoqiao is really ignorant when it snows so hard next time.
Shen Liang complained silently in his heart, and then inadvertently lifted his eyelids to take a look.
Dude, is this a snowman? This is the snow giant.
Generally speaking, everyone builds a snowman as high as half a person, at most one person.
But Tang Qiaoqiao's snowman was only half his body, which was more than 1.8 meters tall, and it didn't even count the snowman's head.
Shen Liang was confused, how did she do it
Tang Qiaoqiao is rolling the head of the snowman, with such a tall body, of course he has to have a big head.
For such a snowman, Tang Qiaoqiao swept away the snow in the whole yard. I believe that the servant who will clean up later will be very grateful to her when she sees it.
Shen Yue sat in a wheelchair and gave guidance beside him.
Shen Liang scolded that in the past, my uncle never bothered to play this kind of game. This is the black person who is close to the ink, and he was led away by Tang Qiaoqiao.
He stood trembling under the porch, but he wanted to see how Tang Qiaoqiao put such a heavy snowman's head on it.
Just when he thought that Tang Qiaoqiao would definitely fail, he saw her holding up the snowman's head easily with one hand, dragging a cock from behind the snowman's body, then climbed up, and put his head firmly on it.
Shen Liang: …
He forgot, forgot that Tang Qiaoqiao was a woman who could lift a big fat pig, a snowman's head was a piece of wool.
Also stunned were Shen Yong and Hu Hong who just came out.
Hu Hong suddenly secretly rejoiced that she hadn't had a deep conflict with Tang Qiaoqiao, otherwise Tang Qiaoqiao could kill her with one punch, it wasn't a joke.
"Is the head right?" Tang Qiaoqiao lay on the bed and asked Shen Yue down.
Shen Yue took the photo with his phone and said, "Yes."
Tang Qiaoqiao climbed down and folded his arms to appreciate it.
Shen Yue reminded her, "You haven't got your eyes and nose fixed yet."
"I know." Tang Qiaoqiao hurriedly ran into the house to find something.
Shen Yue shouted at her back: "Look better, your nose should be tall and straight, and your eyes should be dark and big."
Tang Qiaoqiao made such a tall and mighty snowman, obviously he made it according to his appearance, and of course the facial features must be good-looking, otherwise I'm sorry for his handsome face.
Soon, Tang Qiaoqiao came back with a bunch of stuff.
She eagerly climbed up and began to put facial features and decorations on the snowman.
Shen Yue tilted his neck, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.