Traveling through books in the 70s: The group favors the Wang family’s little koi carp

Old Mrs. He originally wanted to say a few more words about He Hui when she opened the plates that were used as lids for heat preservation covers on top of the dishes.

But after seeing the exposed vegetables, all the curses that came to my lips became——

"Nanny, did you do all this?!"

He Hui: "Look what you said, my daughter didn't do it, how could it be me? I really want to do it..."

"You dare to do it!" The old lady looked back and rolled her eyes at her daughter.

"You keep a straight face all day long and can only curse at people. You can barely do your job well. When it comes to cooking, I won't dare to let you into the kitchen anymore."

He Hui was quite unwilling to be listed as a household that was refused access to the kitchen.

No matter how old he is, he is still a coquettish child in front of his own mother. He Hui rarely wants to tease the old lady.

Just as he was about to say a few words, he saw from the corner of his eye a few fist-sized milk-white dumplings on a plate.

The dumplings are sprinkled with a dense layer of white sugar, which looks so beautiful no matter how you look at them.

"Nanny, what kind of dish is that?"

Looking in the direction He Hui pointed, Shen Jin's eyes flashed.

This was her Kung Fu dish. She reached out and picked out two dumplings and put them on their plates.

"I won't tell you what it's called yet. Try it first. There's a surprise inside!"

Seeing that she was looking forward to it and seemed very confident about this dish, He Hui Congshan Ruliu picked up a dumpling and took a bite, and...

"Ugh...bean paste?!"

It melts in your mouth, really melts in your mouth. The white dumplings have a dense texture, unlike steamed buns and other solid textures.

But another kind... lightness.

He Hui chewed it carefully. Yes, it tasted "light", as if eating clouds in the sky in one bite.

Fluffy, soft, light but not cloying.

In particular, there are large bean paste fillings wrapped inside, and the not-too-sweet 'clouds' neutralize the sweetness of the bean paste.

Coupled with the crunchy white sugar...

White sugar, 'clouds', rustling red bean paste... everything melts in your mouth and is endlessly memorable.

Even Mrs. He, who usually doesn't like desserts, couldn't hold back and ate two large dumplings in one go.

Shen Jin was so frightened that he quickly stopped him: "Grandma He, there are so many more dishes. You can't just eat the snowy bean paste and satisfy yourself."

"Snowy bean paste?"

Mrs. He sighed: "The name is really good. Is it the name of this dessert?"

"Yes, there is still a place where it is called snow-clothed bean paste..." Shen Jin was a little emotional when he introduced it.

In her previous life, this was her favorite dish when she went to restaurants when she was a child, but as she grew up.

There are fewer and fewer restaurants that can make this dish.

It seems that it is just a dish, but it has experienced the changes of the times, and then slowly remains in the memory with the times.

Shen Jin was inexplicably sentimental, but the mother and daughter of the He family...

Due to their status, mother and daughter are usually the most aware of other people's emotional changes, but at this time it was rare that they did not notice Shen Jin's depression.

Everyone ate so much that they wished they had four hands and two mouths.

What manners, what table manners, what dining style... you can pull it off!

Take action when it's time to take action, since there are no outsiders at home anyway!

Mrs. He even put down her chopsticks, quickly wiped her hands with a handkerchief, then picked up the sweet and sour short ribs made by Shen Jin, and ate them heartily.

While he was busy, the door was opened from the outside. Shen Jin got up and wanted to see who it was.

But before she could get far, she met a group of skinny old men.

Very dignified and upright appearance.

There are even three deep wrinkles between his eyebrows, which makes people subconsciously think that this old man has a very serious and rigid character.

"Are you...Grandpa He?"

Shen Jin smiled and greeted the other party.

The other party frowned and stared at Shen Jin for a while, then nodded: "Have you eaten?"

Shen Jin was stunned for a moment.

Unexpectedly, the old man's first words after seeing her were not to ask who she was or what happened to her mummy head, but to ask her if she had eaten?

Is it so down-to-earth?

"Grandpa He, we are eating."

"Eating?" The old man's face changed slightly.

After walking a few steps into the restaurant, I saw Mrs. He and her daughter sitting in the wind.

"It's unreasonable!" The old man turned around in anger, "Such a big table of food! It's really unreasonable!"

I thought the old man was angry because there were too few people and too much food.

After all, frugality is a virtue engraved in the bones of people in this era.

As the 'culprit' of the entire table, Shen Jin felt a little uneasy, even though these ingredients were used under Aunt He's instruction.

But for the elderly, it is a waste after all.

"Grandpa He, I'm sorry, don't worry, I will definitely eat all the food that I can't eat today, and it won't be wasted."

"That's not the case." Mr. He said with a straight face and waved his hand to signal Shen Jin to sit down and talk.

Shen Jin moved his steps and sat down carefully, thinking about saying a few more words of self-reflection so as not to make the old man angry. The next second, he heard Mr. He's voice suddenly rising——

"I mean, I called and said that I would probably come back today, but you didn't even wait for me to eat. Is there any place for my old man in this family?!"

"Where did you two put me? Still eating, still eating..."

The old man took a deep breath: "Don't eat it, but leave some for me!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire restaurant seemed to have pressed the fast forward button.

Shen Jin was dumbfounded as he watched the old man wipe his hands, pick up the chopsticks, and join the fight. For a while, the entire space was so quiet that only the sound of chewing could be heard.

The He family has very good eating habits, and none of them smacks their lips, but...

No, the chirping looks weirder, okay? !

Why are you fighting over each other and using chopsticks to fight?

What about being a family that loves each other and is courteous to each other?The serious and rigid little old man you promised?Where is the gentle old lady?

And Ms. He Hui who is secretly picking up leaks, what are you doing?

With a strong sense of urgency in his heart, Shen Jin did not dare to hesitate to be polite anymore, picked up the chopsticks and started to snatch them from the He family...

After a while of drinking and eating, the restaurant was still quiet.

Shen Jin held his full stomach and fell into deep thought. This was a table full of dishes.

How could it be snatched away in the blink of an eye?

Fortunately, she was worried about not being able to eat before, and the old man was angry and thought it was a waste, but now... haha, I'm afraid it's not enough!

He peeked at Mr. He who was still holding his chopsticks and smacking his lips, looking like he was still unfinished.

Shen Jin felt mixed emotions for a moment. She originally thought that the old man's body shape was not edible.

But reality really slapped her in the face that she had never seen the world.

Of the dishes on the table, two-thirds went into Mr. He's stomach.

Mrs. He and her daughter had a piece together, but they didn't grab the old man's pair of chopsticks.

I heard the old lady complain: "You also said that we didn't wait for you to start eating. It's our fault that we didn't wait for you. We almost didn't rob you before we ran away."

"If I wait for you to come with us, our mothers will wake up hungry when we go to bed tonight!"

Mr. He took a sip of tea, and there was only one word in his body - comfortable.

"How long will Jin Yatou stay at home?"