After picking up two mussels by the river in the afternoon, Shaoyin planned to add a dish to his son.
She squatted by the stove, and when she was about to light the fire, An'er widened her eyes and said, "Mother, do you want to cook?"
Shaoyin saw the subtext from his wide-open eyes—isn't this Dad's business
Smiling, she took the bowl from the edge of the stove, pointed at the clam meat that had been washed white, hammered soft, and cut into strands of crystal clear jade: "I don't know when your father will come back, you Don't want to eat?"
An Er gulped down her saliva.
"I want to eat." He stared straight into the bowl, reluctant to blink.
Although he has never eaten it, he brought it up from the river, and carried it all the way home after hard work. It must be very delicious!
Shaoyin chuckled, and when the fire was lit again, An'er remained silent.
She heated up the pan, put a little oil in it, then added peppercorns, diced green onions, etc. to sauté until fragrant, then poured the finely chopped clam meat into it and stir-fried. Add soy sauce for color and flavor. Add half a plate of finely chopped celery and stir fry together.
The tangy aroma exploded violently, and to little An'er, it was like a wave rushing towards him, knocking him down in an instant.
Unknowingly, saliva was secreted, and he gulped. The little hands were clasped together, and the tiptoes stood up, staring nervously at the pot. It's a pity that he is short and can only see the flying spatula.
Even so, the little face was still filled with anticipation.
My family is not rich, and I can't even eat white flour steamed buns every day, let alone meat? Clam meat is also meat, and the unique aroma of meat is irresistible to young children.
Stir-fried over high heat, the finely chopped clam meat and celery were cooked quickly, Shaoyin sprinkled a little salt, and it was out of the pan.
The two mussel meats were not much in the first place, but after being stir-fried, they shrunk a little and seemed to be even less. If Shaoyin hadn't added some shredded celery, even the bottom of a bowl wouldn't be covered enough.
"Take it and eat it." After Shaoyin took out the dish, he stuffed it into his son's hands, and gave him a pair of chopsticks.
An'er was so slobbered by the aroma, and it was getting late, his stomach was already hungry, which made the food even more attractive. Swallowing, he shook his head: "Wait for Dad to come back to eat."
Shaoyin raised her eyebrows: "Very well, you are very filial, your father must be very happy to know."
Immediately, An'er was very happy, took the bowl and went to the main room. Shaoyin added water to the pot, cleaned it, and prepared dinner for adults. After a while, An'er came over again, hugged her leg like a rubber man, pressed her face against her leg, and couldn't shake it off.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
An'er didn't say a word, just entangled her.
Shaoyin smiled, touched his heart: "Mother has something for you."
"Huh?" Ann raised her head.
"You go and taste if your mother's stir-fry is good." Shaoyin smiled, "Try to see if it's salty, bland or not, and cooked or not."
An'er blinked her eyes, suddenly became happy, let go of her legs, and ran out with her calves. thump, thump, footsteps went into the main room.
Shaoyin laughed and shook her head. This kid is too honest, if he were a smart kid, he would have already asked for a "taste".
After a while, An'er ran back, smiling broadly: "Mother, it's delicious." When he was talking, he could still see the shredded pork in his mouth.
Shaoyin smiled, bent down and picked up a winter melon, cut half of it, peeled and scooped out the seeds, then sliced it, ready to make a stewed winter melon.
Holding the knife, she raised and lowered the knife, and the movement was so fast that there was an afterimage. In a blink of an eye, the white winter melon turned into thin and uniform slices.
When did Ann see this scene? His eyes widened, his small mouth opened into an "O" shape, and he watched in amazement.
"Mom, you chop so fast." He watched his mother put vegetables on the plate, and finally recovered, "Faster than dad."
The children are all Mu Qiang's, and seeing their mother's sword skills are superb, the eyes that look at her are filled with admiration and admiration.
Gu Tingyuan ran desperately all the way home, worried that his wife would burn the house down because of the incident during the day.
At this moment, every family is eating, even if his house is burned, no one will find it for a while. He was worried about his son, frightened and angry, his legs were almost not his own, and he moved very fast.
However, when he could see the courtyard, he realized that the white smoke was only coming from the kitchen. Startled, he slowed down.
But still rushed in, straight to the stove.
His wife never cooks, and because of this knowledge, he didn't let go of his high-pitched heart. Until he ran into the kitchen and saw the warm and harmonious scene, he couldn't help being stunned.
I saw my wife sitting in front of the stove and burning a fire, white steam overflowing from the gap of the pot cover, engulfing the aroma of food. And the son was sitting on the side, with his calves neatly put together, his little white face upturned, his big black and white eyes dancing with joy.
"Father?" Seeing her father coming back, An'er immediately got up from the small wooden pier, spread her legs and rushed into his arms.
Gu Tingyuan still didn't recover, looked at this scene in surprise, and subconsciously caught his son: "Father is back."
"Father, mother fried the meat." An'er excitedly took his hand and walked out, "It's a mussel, An'er picked it up, two mussels!"
As he spoke, he gestured to the size.
Gu Tingyuan's heart was thumping because of his rush to run just now, and his ears hurt from the shock. The chest and lungs were about to explode, and it hurt so badly.
He looked behind him in surprise, not understanding why his wife suddenly started cooking. Suddenly, a thought popped up from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but clenched his son's little hand tightly.
"Ah!" An'er cried out in pain, "Father, it hurts!"
Gu Tingyuan didn't care about his son, bent down and hugged him tightly, and his voice was also tense: "You didn't eat indiscriminately, did you?"
An'er's memory is very good, and she heard the words and said: "I ate a piece of steamed bun, two pieces of cucumber, and a piece of meat."
Gu Tingyuan's heart trembled when he heard it, and he quickly touched his small face and asked: "Then are you uncomfortable? Are you uncomfortable?"
An'er shook her head: "No." Stretching her body, she pointed forward, "Father, there is meat in the house, we will eat it together when you come back."
Gu Tingyuan wished he could carry his son thousands of miles away from the main house! Sure enough, the wife will not cook for no reason, this is to poison the whole family to death together!
He was angry and angry, sad and angry, and deeply powerless.
If her father-in-law hadn't saved his life back then, and she wanted to poison his son to death, he would have reconciled with her!
But not now, he had to reason with her.
Trying to calm down, he remembered that he was still holding the paper bag in his hand, so he bent down and put his son on the ground, and took out a meat bun: "Are you hungry? Eat something to pad your stomach first."
An'er was really hungry, her little nose twitched, but she still raised her hand: "Father, eat."
I don't know if it is good or bad to teach my son to be so filial. His mother wants to give him poison, and I'm afraid he will too! Gu Tingyuan's eyes were sour, and he couldn't help shaking his son's education at this moment.
"Father will eat later." He coaxed in a low voice, "An'er eat."
After a pause, "Father has something to tell mother, An'er should go play first."
An'er originally wanted to take it in for her mother to eat, but when she heard that, she stopped in her tracks: "Okay."
With Baozi in his arms, he wandered out of the yard and wandered on the path, listening to the dogs barking in the village, as well as the sounds of adults talking and children crying. Following the aroma, he lowered his head and took a bite of the bun.
Gu Tingyuan looked at his son's back, knowing that he couldn't go far, so he turned and went to the kitchen. As soon as his footsteps moved, a figure appeared at the door of the kitchen.
The wife came out.
"You..." He was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.
"I didn't poison you." Shaoyin said directly.
The house is such a big place, and he asked his son "what did he eat" and "did he feel uncomfortable" in the yard, still in a frightened tone, and Shaoyin understood what he was worried about when he turned his head.
Gu Tingyuan still knows his wife very well. After such a thing happened, and he didn't stay to coax her in the end, she definitely wouldn't just let it go.
In the script, what he saw at this moment was the drowned bodies of his wife and children.
Then it's not unreasonable for him to suspect that she will poison and kill the whole family.
"Yinyin, you..." Gu Tingyuan wanted to say, I didn't mean that, I didn't doubt you. But she had already said it out, he thought about it, and didn't try to save face. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then walked slowly, walked up to her, and after some mental construction, he raised his eyes to look at her and said, "I didn't talk to anyone else."
When he sent her back during the day, he wanted to explain, but she covered her ears and yelled and refused to listen. He tried several times, but he couldn't say a complete sentence, so he left in anger.
Seeing that her mood is still stable at the moment, no matter whether she is suffocating or not, at least she is willing to listen to him now, so she explained: "She asked me why her brother didn't come home recently, what's the matter?" .I shook my head and was about to go. I didn't say a word to her."
Shaoyin was stunned!
"This woman is very good at training men!" Hui Hui was also shocked.
Put it in a place where etiquette is kept in ancient times, if someone talks to you, even if it is a stranger, if you don't respond, it will be very impolite and detrimental to the gentleman's demeanor. What's more, that's my classmate's sister
He is not a mute, but he just shakes his head and doesn't talk to anyone, he is so honest!
"I didn't lie to you. I did everything I promised you." Gu Tingyuan clenched his palms, one of which was holding a paper bag, and there was a crease sound. He seemed to be reminded, and handed the paper bag to her, "I bought two buns, one for Ann and one for you."
It was the same as usual, every time she got angry, he would bring back some delicious food from the county. One for her and one for her son. As for himself? That is not the case.
"What do you want to eat? I'll do it." After she took it, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to cook.
Shaoyin held the paper bag in the palm of his hand, felt the temperature from the steamed stuffed bun, looked at his back and said, "I stewed wax gourd." After a pause, "No poison."
Gu Tingyuan paused.
"The family has no money, and I want to buy arsenic, but I can't afford it," Shaoyin added.
The man's figure was visibly relaxed.