God help me

In the kitchen, Mother Fang took out the noodle bucket and said, "Let's have hand-rolled noodles for lunch."

Would it be a little strange to eat noodles at noon?

This kind of thinking Chu Xiaotang only dared to say in his heart, Chu Xiaotang who wanted to impress others with all his heart, agreed with a smile: "Okay, I like eating pasta the most!"

Mother Fang, who had prepared the dough and the rolling pin, turned her head and said, "Huh? What a coincidence, I love it too."

Chu Xiaotang said cheekily: "Hey, this is called not being a family, not entering a family."

"Yes! That's the reason." Fang's mother smiled at him, and asked Chu Xiaotang to help pass the stainless steel basin behind.

Mother Fang scooped up the flour with a spoon, and said brokenly, "The five of us need to put more noodles, Tangtang, go get five eggs from the refrigerator."

Chu Xiaotang replied bluntly, and turned around to find that Fang's mother was still scooping up noodles: "Auntie, is this enough?"

"Is it enough?" Fang's mother stirred the flour in the stainless steel pan, and then turned the weight again, "It seems to be almost enough, you beat the eggs in."

Under Fang Shenxing's personal teaching, Chu Xiaotang learned the simple and easy-to-operate work of beating eggs three or four times, and he would never mix egg shells into egg whites.

Mother Fang watched Chu Xiaotang beat two eggs neatly, and said with satisfaction: "The action is very smooth, and now the young man who can cook is already a rare species."

It is rare for Chu Xiaotang to hear someone praise his cooking skills. He knows how much he has, so he dare not accept such a compliment.

"Auntie, I don't know how to cook, I only know how to fight."

"You are too modest, I think your posture is very good."

"Hmm... Auntie, the eggs are ready, let's put the water in." Chu Xiaotang tried to change the topic.

Mother Fang turned around and said, "Look, you also said that you don't know how to cook. If you don't know how to cook, how do you know it's time to drain the water?"

Can I say that I often watch Fang Shenxing do it, so I know the steps?

Chu Xiaotang thought for a while, and it was absolutely impossible to say that. His impression did not plummet when Fang's mother found out that he was the shopkeeper.For questions that were difficult to answer, Chu Xiaotang followed the strategy and answered with a charming smile.

Seeing that Fang's mother didn't move, Chu Xiaotang picked up the stainless steel plate and prepared to add water.

"Wait!" Mother Fang called to stop Chu Xiaotang, "Don't add water, I'll teach you a unique secret, adding chicken broth is better than adding anything else when mixing noodles, and the taste that comes out will definitely be better than mixing with water It tastes a hundred times better with chicken soup."

My saliva flowed out!Chu Xiaotang couldn't wait to eat, but a problem came up.

"Where is the chicken soup?"

"Knowing that you came here today, I stewed it early in the morning, look, what is cooked in the pot."

Mother Fang lifted the lid of the pot, and the rich smell of chicken soup wafted out, making people want to drink three big bowls of it.Chu Xiaotang swallowed, looked into the pot, licked the corner of his mouth and said: "Auntie, your cooking skills are really good, and the cooking skills of the male god are so good, must you really pass them on?"

"Male god?"

"Ah!" I was used to being called a male god, but in front of Fang's mother, I actually called Fang Shenxing like that.Chu Xiaotang blushed, "That's Fang Shenxing."

"You young people really know how to play, and you have all kinds of names." Fang's mother doesn't mind what Chu Xiaotang calls her youngest son, maybe it's the taste of his young couple?

Mother Fang scooped seven or eight spoonfuls of golden chicken soup into the noodles.Chu Xiaotang saw that Fang Shenxing had made noodles by hand many times, and he memorized the steps by heart, but he was still not sure how to measure them.Mother Fang stood in front of the chicken soup and scooped it vigorously. Chu Xiaotang felt that it seemed a little too much, but she was afraid that she had made a wrong estimate of her disability level nine, so she didn't dare to chew on it.

Seeing a pot of chicken soup go down, Mother Fang stopped, rolled up her sleeves and kneaded the noodles.

Turning flour into dough is a long process. Mother Fang kneaded it for a while, grabbing the flour, and it felt very soft. There was still unabsorbed chicken soup on the bottom of the stainless steel basin.

"It seems that there is too much soup." Fang's mother looked at Chu Xiaotang and said.

Chu Xiaotang nodded, just now he felt so: "How about some noodles?"

Mother Fang's eyes lit up: "I think so too! Come on, you scoop it up, it's inconvenient to have noodles in my hands."

"Ok."

The flour on the counter was not put away yet, Chu Xiaotang picked up the spoon and scooped it up.One spoonful, two spoonfuls, three or four spoonfuls, Mother Fang never stopped.Seeing that there was too much flour, Chu Xiaotang asked uncertainly, "Is this enough?"

Fang's mother is also not sure: "It seems enough, just rub it and you will know."

Rubbing and rubbing, Chu Xiaotang and Fang's mother found that there was too much dough...

It doesn't matter, add water if you have too much noodles.Mother Fang and Chu Xiaotang once again had a good understanding.

Fang Shenxing occasionally stood at the kitchen door to take a look, and every time he turned around and came back, his brows were frowned.When he heard for the third time that Chu Xiaotang told the other party's mother that it was not hot enough, he didn't know how much willpower it took to suppress his strong urge to go over and help.

Half an hour later, Chu Xiaotang and Fang's mother hadn't made up yet.

Fang Shenxing had already given up watching the progress in the kitchen, he sighed, and the other's father said, "Dad, why don't you go out to eat at noon."

Fang's father gave Fang Shenxing a sideways glance: "Your mother got up early in the morning to stew the chicken soup, do you dare to go out to eat it?"

Although Fang's father didn't speak later, Fang Shenxing knew that the next sentence must be "break your dog legs"!

No one dared to challenge Fang's father's majesty, Fang Shenxing consciously shut up, anyway, he is not the only one who can't eat at all, why should he be in trouble with his father.

The newspaper was flipped through by Fang's father, and he finally finished reading the last page.Fang's father folded the newspaper and put it back in its original place. If Fang Shenxing hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would almost suspect that no one had touched the newspaper.

Father Fang stood up and walked into the kitchen step by step: "How's it going?"

The flour is reduced by a third, and the chicken broth is reduced by half.

When Mother Fang saw Father Fang approaching, she immediately called for help: "Old Fang, take a quick look, why can't we always get along with each other here?"

Father Fang washed his hands, stretched out a few fingers and poked something that could be called dough.Then he said without changing expression, "The newly bought flour is not good."

When Chu Xiaotang heard this sentence, he almost performed the difficult skill of falling from the ground.

Mother Fang didn't believe it either: "How is it possible!"

Father Fang squatted down, rummaged through the cabinet, found a small bag of flour residue from that corner, and put it into the stainless steel pan.

"This is the flour from before, can you try it again to see how it is?"

Mother Fang tried twice, and the batter that had tortured Mother Fang and Chu Xiaotang for a long time took shape quickly.Mother Fang and Chu Xiaotang opened their eyes wide in surprise, and said in unison: "Okay! It's really a matter of flour!"

Fang's mother kneaded the dough triumphantly: "I knew my craftsmanship was fine."

Chu Xiaotang breathed a sigh of relief, and silently said in his heart: It turned out to be a problem with the flour, it scared me to death, and I almost made a fool of myself!

Fang Shenxing, who was standing outside the door, stared at Father Fang's back and complained secretly: he spoils his wife and is crazy.

Fang's father found Fang Jinyan to be back soon, and prevaricated Fang's mother with the excuse that if he didn't finish it soon, he would have no time to eat.

Father Fang said righteously: "You cook well, and the time left is not enough for you to make full use of. The first time Tangtang came to the door, you let him eat the food you rushed out?"

"Yes, yes, what you said is very reasonable." Mother Fang patted the back of Chu Xiaotang's hand, "Next time you come over, Auntie will definitely cook you a table of delicious food."

Chu Xiaotang was moved to tears and snot, he kept nodding and said, "Okay, Auntie, you are so kind to me."

"It should be, you will also be Auntie's son in the future." Fang's mother said with a smile, "Look, when will I have dinner with our old Fang and your parents to settle this matter?"

First visit turned into meeting parents?

I, I don't know!

Chu Xiaotang turned to ask Fang Shenxing for help, Fang Shenxing received the signal from him and said: "Some other day, I will visit their house first."

"You haven't been to Tangtang's house yet?" Fang's mother said sullenly, "It's too wrong! Hurry up and visit, so that this matter can be settled. Hurry up, maybe the two families can get together during the Chinese New Year." We spent together, how lively it was."

Fang Shenxing said solemnly, "I'll be there in two days."

Fang's father finished preparing a meal 5 minutes before Fang Jinyan came back.The eldest brother of the Fang family greeted Chu Xiaotang and ate sullenly.

Six dishes and one soup, the main food is chicken soup, a huge bowl of noodles, five people can only eat half of it.Fang's mother kept Chu Xiaotang for dinner again, and Chu Xiaotang didn't leave Fang's house until eight o'clock in the evening.

During dinner, Chu's mother called Chu Xiaotang and asked him how long he hadn't been home: "You little heartless guy, did you forget about your father and your mother?"

Chu Xiaotang keenly sensed that Mother Chu's Suan Sui Nian Divine Art was about to be unleashed, so she said in a flash: "I'm eating, I'll go home after eating!"

When Mother Chu heard the satisfied answer, she said "Yes" and cut off the phone.

Chu Xiaotang's house is not far from Fang's house, and it takes about four to ten minutes to walk.With the unremitting efforts of everyone, the pot of chicken noodle soup was finally wiped out.Fang Shenxing and Chu Xiaotang were exhausted, so they didn't drive, and they wandered to Chu Xiaotang's house.

Chu Xiaotang hiccupped, and the taste of delicious food filled his mouth.The meals that Fang's father whips out are so delicious. If Fang's mother cooks the food herself, how delicious it would be!

Chu Xiaotang said enviously to Fang Shenxing: "No wonder you are so tall, you can eat this kind of delicious rice every day, and you can eat two bowls of rice if you can eat one bowl!"

Fang Shenxing didn't know that in Chu Xiaotang's mind, Mama Fang's culinary skills were higher than Papa Fang's.He said: "When I was young, my dad didn't cook, but my mom loved cooking."

Chu Xiaotang's eyes widened, and he said seriously, "That's happier! Auntie's cooking is so delicious!"

You can't even handle such small things as making noodles, so you still cook for me?

Fang Shenxing dares to guarantee that Chu Xiaotang must have completely forgotten about him complaining about his mother's adult cooking skills.

Forget it, Fang Shenxing doesn't want to say more, when Chu Xiaotang tastes Mother Fang's handicraft next time, he will definitely never forget it.

Four 10 minutes away, unknowingly finished.

Standing under the street lamp, Chu Xiaotang turned his head and said to Shenxing, "I'm going up."

"Wait."

"Ok?"

Fang Shenxing smiled: "When are you going to visit uncle and aunt?"

Chu Xiaotang suddenly felt ashamed that a big girl was about to get married: "You, if you are not afraid of my mother, I told her tonight, you can come tomorrow."

"For you, I'm not afraid of anything."

"Oh, I'm a male god too!" Chu Xiaotang jumped up to Fang Shenxing, kissed him on the cheek, and then ran backwards, waving his hands and shouting, "Wait for my call tonight."

Shen Xing nodded with a smile under the street lamp, and Chu Xiaotang saw countless pink flowers blooming around Fang Shen Xing, ah...every time he looked at the face of the male god, his face would bleed from handsomeness!

Suddenly, Chu Xiaotang bumped into a hot body, he turned his head, and when he saw the person's face clearly, his voice changed in fright: "Mom... what are you going to do in the middle of the night?"

"Take out the trash." Mother Chu narrowed her eyes, although she was talking to Chu Xiaotang, her eyes were fixed on Fang Shenxing, "I want to ask you, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

The author has something to say: The black-bellied Fang breathed a sigh of relief: the kitchen was not bombed, luckily...

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