The cannon fodder of fast wear, she chooses to farm

Chapter 839 Black and red top class scheming stepsister (25)

Jiang Zhaoyu finished recording and broadcasting the TV Spring Festival Gala, and returned home facing the snow on the evening of New Year's Eve.

It can be seen that he has been in good spirits recently. It may be the posts of loyal fans defending his weaknesses, or the comments that poked his heart from the National TV Station, which relieved his depression from the bottom of his heart.

As soon as he entered the door, he felt the spring-like warmth in the room and smelled the tempting aroma of food in the air. He closed his eyes in satisfaction, then took out two thick big red envelopes from his coat pocket, and gave them to Father Xu and Xu Yin:
"I got the endorsement of Brand A, let's have fun together."

Father Xu happily patted him on the shoulder: "Photography is getting better and better! But this job is also very hard, just get by, don't work too hard."

Father Xu has always told him so.

But his own small restaurant has achieved today's success only through "hard work".

Jiang Zhaoyu hugged Father Xu.

He is not a person who is good at expressing, even if he has thousands of words of gratitude in his heart, he doesn't know how to say them, and finally melts into this hug.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to cook. Yinyin is also cooking today. She cooks all the seafood. Not to mention, her seafood is better than mine."

Jiang Zhaoyu looked at Xu Yin: "I heard from Dad that you got the first place in the final exam, what reward do you want?"

"Isn't this what it is?" Xu Yin shook the red envelope he gave, and said with a smile, "Such a big red envelope is not enough as a reward?"

"It's different."

"Oh brother, you work so hard, don't spend the money you earn, or you won't find a girlfriend in the future."

Jiang Zhaoyu couldn't help laughing: "How can it be a waste of money to use it for you?"

"In short, this family belongs to us. Don't put all the pressure on your shoulders. Dad has a small restaurant, and I will have a job in the future. Don't do everything for this family, just do what you want most. music, and me and papa! isn't it papa?"

Dad Xu has already returned to the kitchen. He didn't quite understand what the girl said, but in short he was trying to persuade his son not to work too hard. He replied without saying a word:

"Yinyin is right! According to you, you are still young, and you should live for yourself at this time. As long as you don't break the law, you can do whatever you want and pursue your ideals. When you get married and have children, then I have to take it easy and think about my wife, children and family."

Jiang Zhaoyu: "..."

Why did everyone persuade him to live for himself when he came back this time?

"Because we are a family!" Xu Yin winked at him.

Jiang Zhaoyu smiled in relief: "Well, we are a family."

As if he mustered up his courage, he raised his hand and rubbed the top of Xu Yin's hair: "Then why doesn't Yin Yin use her elder brother's secondary card? Didn't she tell you to use the secondary card for everything you buy? You don't have to worry about repaying the money."

"..."

Jiang Zhaoyu still had work on the second day of the first lunar month, and had to sign a new endorsement contract. He didn't have much time at home. The family had a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner happily. On the first day of the first lunar month, he went to the cemetery to burn incense for Jiang Ma. Xiao Cen drove to pick him up.

There is still half a month left for Xu Yin's winter vacation, but she is not idle. She teaches Dad Xu how to prepare marinated buns and how to make sauce. Every time she cooks, there will be an extra dish at home. Wait for Dad Xu to master these ingredients thoroughly. The secret recipe, father and daughter are almost tired of eating lemon chicken feet braised duck feet, seafood tea-flavored eggs in sauce.

That's right, when Dad Xu was learning the recipe, he figured out the best recipe for a tea-flavored egg.

This bag can also be used to stew tea-flavored chicken, but the father and daughter couldn't eat the chicken, so they tried to cook a small pot of tea-flavored eggs.

The tea used is the Longjing tea that Jiang Zhaoyu gave Dad Xu every year around Qingming. Ordered the best marinade bag for tea-flavored eggs.

As soon as the pot was lifted, the strong tea aroma came out.

The father and daughter looked at each other: "It's done!"

The electronic doorbell at the gate rang.

Xu Yin went out to look at the video door, and the person who rang the doorbell was a well-dressed old lady, holding a plastic bag in her left hand, and a chubby four or five-year-old boy in her right hand.

"Who rings the doorbell?" Dad Xu asked from the kitchen.

"I don't know, I'll go out and have a look."

Xu Yin put on a long down jacket, stepped on plush slippers, and went out to open the courtyard door.

It was the old lady next door who rang the doorbell.

Since the Chinese New Year, the smell of lo mei can be heard from next door every day, almost every day, making her grandson so greedy.

Usually, the old man coaxes her with delicious food. Today, the old man went out to a party with old friends. She took her grandson at home alone. The food she cooked was not to his liking, and the strong fragrance that wafted from the next door made the grandson cry. If you have to eat delicious dishes, don't eat her cooking.

The old lady coaxed him for a long time but couldn't coax her well. She had no choice but to brazenly bring her grandson to the next door and knock on the door.

She brought a bagful of cherries bought by her daughter-in-law and wanted to exchange some vegetables with her neighbors for her grandson.

After hearing this, Xu Yin didn't know what to say.

In the past few days, because I taught Dad Xu how to prepare marinated ingredients, I did have a few waves of marinating, but the child next door was crying, let me tell you... Isn't it too exaggerated?

She looked down at the child, and the child looked up at her aggrievedly with two lines of unwiped tears.

"..."

Co-author or her fault?
"Hey, my dad runs a restaurant. It's the first month of the month when he has nothing to do to think about new dishes. He just cooked a pot of tea-flavored eggs and is about to serve dinner. Would you mind coming in with the kids? Try my Dad's craft."

The old lady didn't expect the neighbor next door who hadn't met to be so talkative, so she said with a smile: "That's bothering you! It's really embarrassing."

"It's okay, we have a lot of stew, and we are worried that we can't finish it."

Father Xu saw that he was the neighbor next door, so he naturally entertained him politely, and brought out the cold dishes and snacks he had made with his daughter in the past few days.

Shuai Shuai smelled the aroma of tea-scented eggs, his eyes lit up, and he followed Dad Xu to the kitchen step by step, calling "Uncle", "Uncle", not to mention how sweet the small mouth is.

After tasting Xu's father's craftsmanship, the little guy wants to stay here and refuse to go home.

It was the old lady who pretended to call his mother, and then coaxed him: "Your mother is coming home soon, and she brought you delicious food. If you don't go back, you will be gone."

Only then did he follow his grandma back home step by step.

Before going out, he raised his face and asked Dad Xu crisply: "Uncle, when will you make delicious food again?"

The old lady staggered, almost tripping over her grandson's cheeky words.

After that, Shuai Shuai often went to Xu Yin's house to play, and he said it was to play, mainly to watch Xu's father cooking at the kitchen counter.

As long as the old lady can't find her grandson at home, she will be able to find her next door.

After many times, the old lady's family felt embarrassed. Seeing that the yard of Xu Yin's house was empty without any green plants, they sent a few pots of flowers over. Their family had nothing else, and they counted the most flowers.Pots of wintersweet, winter jasmine, rose, crabapple, and camellia were brought into Xu's yard, which immediately added a bit of joy to the empty yard.

(End of this chapter)