Siheyuan: promoted to director, sub-district office to send wife

The woman happily shared the results of the day's hard work, and He Yuzhu saw her expression in his eyes.

There is excitement and pride, but also the anticipation of facing a new home.

"Jia Yun, thank you for letting me find the warmth of home in an unfamiliar environment."

Although He Yuzhu is the kind of man who likes to be clean.

But after all, she couldn't compare to a woman with a delicate mind. After tidying up a little, a big change came to the room.

"My dear, you have worked hard."

Hugging his wife deeply, the corners of He Yuzhu's mouth rose.

The heart is full of sweet taste.

Her husband suddenly became so serious, Song Jiayun was a little at a loss.

Embarrassed, he rubbed his ears, "You work very hard, and I have nothing to do at home, so it's normal to wash and brush."

This kind of life is hundreds of times happier than her in the country, so she must learn to cherish it.

"The family needs two people to run it. I don't want you to pay unilaterally. Although I can't cook well and I don't have a job, I can still do small things."

He Yuzhu showed distressed eyes, and Song Jiayun immediately explained, "The man dominates the outside and the woman dominates the inside. This is called a two-pronged approach."

Unexpectedly, the daughter-in-law could tell such a profound truth, which surprised and delighted He Yuzhu all of a sudden.

May I ask what man doesn't like a partner who is gentle, considerate and understanding?

He Yushui, who came back from school, also noticed something strange at home.

But instead of layout and hygiene, it's...

It's the atmosphere between brother and sister-in-law!
The two of them stick together to cook, and they cooperate very well.

Men chop meat stuffing, women turn eggplants into knives.

"Do you see the thickness?"

"It's thick, but it needs to be thinner to taste better."

He Yuzhu measured the size with his hands, then took the knife and cut a sample for his wife.

Because he was so involved, he didn't even notice that anyone at home was coming.

"Brother, sister-in-law, what is delicious for today?"

"Oh, it's scary!"

Turning around abruptly, I saw the smiling younger sister with a gossipy face.

Song Jiayun yelled, her heart pounding in fright.

"Brother, don't look at me like that, I didn't mean to."

The eldest brother stared, He Yushui was scared, and quickly raised his hands in surrender, and quietly sat down at the table.

While tasting delicious pastries, I ate dog food from my brother and sister-in-law.

"Your brother is going to teach me how to make fried eggplant boxes, and I'll be in charge later."

Song Jiayun couldn't wait to share that she will make a family dinner later.

Of course, He Yuzhu didn't take the initiative to ask her to share the cooking.

Instead, she couldn't sit still, and begged He Yuzhu several times before she got permission.

When He Yushui heard this, he bared his teeth and smiled.

My brother is a professional cook, why is he still willing to trouble his sister-in-law to cook?
This is purely taking off your pants and farting, it's superfluous!
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, our big knife is not so sharp."

Song Jiayun nodded seriously, and she was full of hope for the so-called eggplant box.

The countryside is absolutely reluctant to use such food that requires a lot of deep frying.

In the courtyard, apart from He Yuzhu who doesn't feel bad, there shouldn't be another one!
Minced meat, minced ginger, minced green onion, pour in soy sauce and seasoning, stir well.

The eggplant is first cut in half, and then cut into two small pieces, without cutting the middle, and stuffing meat stuffing into the gap.

Each one was stuffed full of minced meat and lay bulging on the plate.

Song Jiayun prepared the roux according to her husband's request.

A bowl of flour, half a bowl of water and two eggs, make it into a viscous liquid that can hang on a spoon.

After all the necessary things were prepared, He Yuzhu was ready to cook.

The cauldron began to preheat, and Song Jiayun scooped up a spoonful of peanut oil, thinking it was almost enough.

How do you know that it is far from enough.

He Yuzhu directly took the oil bowl into his hands, one spoonful, two spoonfuls, three spoonfuls.

Another three spoonfuls came before the bottom of the pot was filled with oil.

More oil, better fried food!
Song Jiayun was so shocked that she blinked and chose to shut up.

So willing!

Instead of cooking at my mother’s house, four spoonfuls of peanut oil can be eaten for half a month!

It is no exaggeration, the standard of living in that place is much, much worse than that of Forty-Nine City.

Even though she felt extravagant in her heart, the smart Song Jiayun didn't speak out, in case her husband's interest was spoiled.

Instead, he showed a particularly interested look and kept praising He Yuzhu for his cooking skills.

"Look, Jiayun, the chopsticks can bubble up when you stick them in, and the temperature is just right."

He Yuzhu kept talking, dragged his wife to a safe place, and asked her to watch from a distance.

Sure enough, two chopsticks were inserted into the oil pan, surrounded by densely packed small air bubbles.

Rejecting Song Jiayun's idea of ​​preparing to do it herself, He Yuzhu quickly sent eggplant boxes into the pot.

One by one, they continued to draw along the edge of the pot into the hot oil, and immediately began to make a crackling sound.

At this step, it is necessary to stare carefully and master the heat.

Turn the eggplant box frequently, and when it turns golden and crisp on both sides, it is almost ready to be out of the pan.

"Brother, are you familiar?"

He Yushui was attracted by a large pot of golden eggplant boxes, and his little hands touched it restlessly.

Song Jiayun patted her sister's hand with a smile, "Don't worry, it's not over yet, it needs to be re-fried to taste."

The last time I fried something at home, my husband fried it twice and explained to her the necessity of re-frying.

So Song Jiayun remembers this process firmly, "For better taste, bear with it first."

The gestures and tone of voice when speaking seem to be coaxing young children.

He Yushui couldn't laugh or cry, he felt embarrassed.

Brother and sister-in-law have been busy for so long, but she is staring at it like a greedy cat.

The more I thought about it, the more ashamed I became. Knowing that there was no staple food, I quickly took yesterday's cold steamed buns to the cutting board and cut them into slices.

It just so happened that there was some remaining oil in the pot, so I fried the steamed bun slices inside, and it was crispy and fragrant.

"Daughter-in-law, crack two eggs."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his sister cutting steamed buns, and He Yuzhu thought of fried egg steamed buns.

"Any more eggs?"

Song Jiayun thought it was a bit extravagant.

While talking, his body was very obedient, and he happily cracked two eggs and stirred them into egg liquid.

He Yuzhu knew that his daughter-in-law was from the countryside, and even if he knew about the existence of space, he would be shocked by his lavishness.

Even the few beasts in the courtyard kept calling him a prodigal? !

But Song Jiayun has the most worry-free advantage.

Talk about it, but never refute him.

From small things to big things at home, they are all supportive and cooperative.

Even if you don't like it in your heart, you won't show an ugly face outside.

This kind of woman who knows how to save face for a man is so rare!

"Eggs are a good thing, and we don't lack them."

He Yuzhu turned his head and smiled softly at his wife, "My monthly salary of 37 yuan, are you afraid that we won't be able to supply our family with eggs?"

37 yuan and five, eating eggs and fish every day, it's really embarrassing!

But he has a warehouse, and the eggs in it can't be used up even if they are eaten from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

Song Jiayun understood in seconds, raised her brows, and smiled, "That's right, Yushui, our family has your brother's salary, so eating eggs doesn't hurt."

He Yushui, who was out of state, was full of small question marks.

The 37 yuan that my brother and sister-in-law said is different from the 37 yuan she understood.