Husband and wife are of the same mind, their benefits cut gold

"Ah?"

Wen Qing stepped into the main room and called softly.

"It's Ah Qing, come quickly and talk to Ah Mo."

Wen Ahmo restrained the expression on his face more, looked at Wen Qing who was sitting down, and said, "It's Ah Mo's fault, I always wanted to pick a good place for you, how did you know that this day dragged on for a day, you It's all that big."

Wen Qing always felt that Ah Mo Wen spoke strangely today, "What's wrong with you, Ah Mo?"

"What's the matter, it's nothing, it's okay, why, don't you like listening to my nagging?"

Wen Qing shook his head, he just felt that Wen Ah Mo was a little different today.

Tang Feng picked up the broom to clean up the snow in the yard, and now he cleans it up every morning and night, because the wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, if you don't clean up often, it will be difficult to get out of the yard.

"Let's slaughter the New Year's pig on the 28th."

Tang Ama looked at the fat pig that had already grown and smiled.

"It's a bad day, so it's better to kill 27."

Father Tang thought for a while and said.

"It's just one day away, it's nothing." Tang Feng said after seeing Tang Ama's slightly disappointed expression.

Tang Amo rolled up her sleeves, and said with a sigh of relief, "I just thought about two or eight shots, and it all depends on how it's said. I really haven't thought about it."

"If the New Year's pigs are slaughtered on 27th, there will be more time to prepare for the New Year's goods."

After Tang Feng and the others entered the door of the main room, Lin Yu with Doudou said.

After Tang Amo sat down, she slapped her thigh when she heard the words, "Hey, why didn't I think about this, this year we need to smoke more bacon, last year's was not enough at all."

"It's not easy to store in summer if it's too much. It's better to smoke it almost enough to eat in summer." Tang Feng was afraid that Tang Ama would smoke too much, and it would be a pity if he couldn't eat it and it would spoil.

"After eating this thing, let's cut some meat and smoke it. I'm not afraid that there's nothing to eat."

Tang's father was very approving, "You can't be greedy. Look at you, you fried a lot of meatballs last year, right? It turned out that you haven't eaten them all in one month."

"It's better to cook some vegetarian dishes this year." Tang Feng insisted.

After Lin Yu saw Tang Amo whose face was getting darker and more angry under the "condemnation" of Tang's father and Tang Feng, he hurriedly covered Doudou's face before he could yell. Small ears.

"What do you two big guys know!! Since you have so many opinions! This year's New Year's goods and all the preparations are all entrusted to you! Xiao Yu and I will not interfere for a minute!"

Doudou moved her little head curiously, and felt her aunt vomited a small bubble at Lin Yu after touching her little ear. Tang aunt's heart melted when she saw this, and she just forgot what she had done before. The matter of being angry with Tang Feng and Tang's father for a moment made Doudou hug him and feel rare.

"Come by yourself, I don't believe that our father and son can't even solve such trivial matters." Tang's father replied very arrogantly.

"Oh, is that so, Xiao Yu and I won't intervene from now on, I'll leave it to you two." Tang Amo said more arrogantly than Tang's father.

Tang Feng and Lin Yu glanced at each other with helplessness in their eyes.

at night.

"Father doesn't know what's wrong now, he always likes to argue with Ah Mo, as if he wants to win back."

Tang Feng said after fastening the door.

"That's pretty good, too, so we can have a taste of your craft."

Tang Feng sighed, he only knows how to cook a few dishes, besides, he has never tried any of the things to be prepared for the New Year.

"Why sigh," Lin Yu laughed after taking off Doudou's little clothes, "Didn't you always say that there must be a way for a car to reach the mountain, and the preparation is not difficult, just a crispy chicken nugget and a new year's cake , one tamales, one meat strips, one...of, very simple."

Tang Feng just listened to Lin Yu's words and felt that the task was very difficult, that's all, it's not bad to try, anyway, there is nothing else to pass the time in this cold winter.

After coaxing Doudou to sleep, Tang Feng became restless.

"Fu Lang, are my hands cold?"

Tang Feng held Lin Yu's hand and asked.

"It's a bit cold," Lin Yu said, putting Tang Feng's hand on his heart, thinking to help him warm up.

"In this way, only my hands are warm, and the rest of me is still a bit cold."

Tang Feng dawdled and continued to whisper.

Lin Yu's feet moved under the bed, and then he bent and touched Tang Feng's little brother with his knee, "It's cold, why is it so hot?"

Enjoying the service of Lin Yu's knee, Tang Feng lowered his head and chuckled in his ear, "There is only one place that is very hot, and the rest is cool or not. If you don't believe me, try it."

As he spoke, he poked his claws into Lin Yu's inner garment, and Yun Li started to work non-stop.

The proficient Tang Feng directly placed the two-meter-li small Doudou between the index finger and the thumb of the thumb, and squeezed it lightly back and forth. After a while, Lin Yu felt the pinch.

Tang Feng, who was close to Lin Yu, naturally noticed the change in him immediately. After a chuckle, he found Lin Yu's lips, and tasted it deeply.

You chased each other, played with each other, entangled and entangled with each other, until the two of them were almost out of breath, and then they reluctantly separated.

Xiao Doudou was already very strong in Shi Geng, Tang Feng directly slammed his claws down on the ground he needed, "Fu Lang is really enthusiastic."

After feeling the 氵泽 in his hand, Tang Feng whispered.

Lin Yu's heart itch when he heard that, he grabbed Tang Feng's neck, and directly switched the positions of the two.

"You want to feed yourself?"

In the dark night, Lin Yu's eyes were shining when looking at Tang Feng.

Lin Yu didn't answer Tang Feng's words, and directly aimed at his position, and all of them merged together in twos and threes.

Tang Feng endured the idea of ​​wanting to take back the dominance, and let Lin Yuma surprise him, that feeling was also wonderful.

This kind of position and speed is controlled by Lin Yu. He prefers a rhythm of seven long and two short, three slow and six fast.

Gradually, this situation has become somewhat unreachable to two people who are getting more and more crazy.

So Lin Yu left Tang Feng directly, asked him to give way, and Shuangyue retreated to kneel on the bed, propped his hands on the wall, tilted his head and said to Tang Feng behind him, "Come in."

After Tang Fengshun used two of his own sharp weapons, he split Lin Yu's sloppy buttocks to both sides, which was a "profound" "communication!"

Lin Yu, who was leaning on the wall, was hit by this cloud masterpiece, her chest was straightened up, and the color between her brows was full of colors that fascinated Tang Feng. Slowly, following Tang Feng's rhythm, Lin Yu began to play with Tang Feng, The game of "you advance and I retreat, and you retreat and I advance" comes.

This time, even though they were all crazy to the extreme, they all paid attention to the sound of the bed shaking and the control of the strength. They didn't want to have another "bed collapse."

When their spirit and body reached the highest point, the two embraced each other and fell asleep deeply.

Tang Feng, who woke up the next day and found that his sharp weapon was still on his husband, was not polite at all, and immediately started doing "morning exercises."

Tang Ama did what she said, and after the family had eaten, Tang Ama called Lin Yu, who was getting ready to work, to take Doudou to the main room, and said, "Of course you can wash the bowls, too. Today is 25, you can decide what to prepare for yourself, I am looking forward to how you will make a fuss this year."

"Don't worry! It's absolutely fine!"

Father Tang slapped his chest, and then began to clean up the dishes on the table. Tang Feng also hurriedly cleaned up the stove and prepared to wash the dishes.

Tang Ama, who had been in the main room for almost half an hour, quietly walked outside the kitchen and listened to the movement inside.

"Father, isn't that the case?"

Tang Feng's questioning voice came from the kitchen.

"That's how it is done, I think you have been doing it for more than 20 years, you must be right!"

Father Tang's voice was very confident.

Tang Feng frowned and watched Tang's father stir the chicken in the wooden basin. Seasonings had already been placed on it, and he was stirring them together right now.

"Father, you seem to have forgotten to put sweet potato powder in..."

Father Tang was taken aback, and looked at the chicken in the tub, "So that's it, I just said I forgot what to do, go get it quickly."

Obviously, I was very confident before saying that there was nothing wrong.

Tang Feng sighed in his heart, and went to find sweet potato flour.

After the sweet potato flour was placed, Tang Feng lit the fire and put enough oil in the pot. They need to fry all of them once. When the chicken becomes golden and smells fragrant, they can be sandwiched between them. On the side, store it after it cools down, and cook it directly in the pot when guests come to the house during the first month.

"and many more!"

Tang Feng stopped Tang's father who was eager to start bombing.

"what happened?"

Tang Feng quickly opened the cupboard and took out a dozen eggs from it, "We forgot to break the eggs in..."

Tang Amo stood at the door of the stove listening to the conversation between the two fathers and sons, both funny and angry, and wished he could go in and do everything right away, but after thinking about it, he turned around and went back to the main room, occasionally letting People who only know how to talk about it know how hard it is to cook, especially when preparing for the Chinese New Year.

"You didn't listen to what the father and son said, just by listening to it, you can imagine how difficult it is for them," Tang Ama returned to the main room and smiled at Lin Yu.

"Why don't you worry?"

"That's not it," Tang Ama couldn't sit down, so she had to walk back and forth in the main room, "You said how to entertain guests if you screwed up, but your father always argues with me, so I just want him to do it himself." Only then will he know what is good or bad!"

Lin Yu pursed her lips and smiled, father and grandmother are all awkward people.

"Ah! Ah!"

Fat Doudou, who was almost four months old, opened his small mouth and screamed, Lin Yu hurriedly picked him up, and then lifted the small diaper on Doudou's body, um, pooping.