Reborn star uncle

They don't know what kind of mood Jing's family have in the new year, but Lan Yuan and Xia Dimu's mood is not affected by them. They should eat, drink and play every day. People live enviously, enviously and hatefully, the most typical one is Xiang Siri, because Chen Xiaoyang is going back to his hometown.

All relatives and friends on Siri's side know about the two of them, and they all support them. Of course, as long as Mr. Xia supports others, they will not dare to say anything, but Chen Xiaoyang's family doesn't know about it yet. Chen Xiaoyang plans to Talk to his family, his parents are also intellectuals, he thinks it should be reasonable.

Xiang Siri was quite happy when he heard that, and he was going to go home with him. This time, Chen Xiaoyang disagreed. This matter must be discussed with his parents and their consent can only be carried out. What's the matter with going home?

What's more, although he said it very grandly, he still has no bottom in his heart. After all, this is not an ordinary relationship. No parent can accept it as easily as Mr. Xia. He is ready to go home and be beaten up up.

The old man also persuaded Xiang Sirui to be calm and calm, and asked him to believe that Chen Xiaoyang could explain these things by himself. He even persuaded him with Lan Yuan and Xia Dimu. urgent.

Thinking of this, he thought of Xia Dimu last night again, with the same anxiety, Xia Dimu sat on the side and looked at his uncle, who blushed to death for some reason.

"Uncle, what do you think?"

"Ah...no, it's fine."

Xia Dimu came to Lan Yuan's side and pulled him into his arms, saying, "No wonder, look at your blushing, it's worse than in bed last night, tell me, what exactly are you thinking about?"

It's good that Xia Dimu didn't mention it, Lan Yuan glared at him when he mentioned it, then pushed him away and ran into the bathroom, looked in the mirror, sure enough, why did his face turn so red?

He pointed to himself in the mirror and said, "How old is a person, and he is still so shameless, restrained, restrained, understand?"

Xia Dimu waited outside but no one came out. Just as he was about to rush in to find someone, the bathroom door opened. When he saw the uncle who came out from inside as if nothing had happened, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Uncle, Why did you go?"

"Nonsense, of course going to the bathroom is going to the toilet. By the way, didn't you just say that you have something to do with your grandfather?" Lan Yuan tried his best to change the subject, not wanting Xia Dimu to hold on to this issue.

"Grandpa has guests, I'll go there after they leave," he could see that his uncle really didn't want to talk about it, forget it, if he didn't want to talk about it, he didn't want to talk about it, he couldn't force him to talk about it.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and today the family is busy. I have to clean up all the dishes that can be packed today, and prepare couplets and blessings. These will be posted when I wake up tomorrow morning.

This year, Lan Yuan made a set of Tang suits for the three little ones in the family and the old man. The old man likes to wear Tang suits when he is at home, but the colors are relatively plain. Lan Yuan made all the bright red this year. Just looking at the fabric makes me feel happy, and the clothes of the three little guys are the most beautiful, because they are girls' clothes, so there are many novel designs in the style.

As for other people in the family who don't have this hobby, the old man doesn't have to let everyone wear Tang suits, but the feeling of the three little ones wearing them together when they were trying on clothes that day was really pleasing to the eye.

After the old man saw off his old friend Xia Dimu, he went to the study to look for him. Lan Yuan and his sister followed Steward Song and the others to help. Xia Dimu and the old man came out after not talking for too long. busy, the old man went to see the three little guys who just woke up.

When you are busy, the day seems to pass very quickly, and it will be dark in a blink of an eye. Because today is a busy day, everyone goes to bed early. Lan Yuan and Xia Dimu took their children from the old man's room before going to bed. When they came back, a pair of villains were sleeping staggeringly. The two fathers looked at each other and smiled, and carried the children into the room.

Everyone got up very early the next morning. Except for the three little ones, everyone started to get busy after a simple meal in the morning. The young people went to post couplets, the middle-aged people were busy in the kitchen, the old people , um, it would be nice for the old man to be the commander-in-chief.

Knowing that Lan Yuan is learning cooking with Mr. Zhou, the old man will naturally not let him go, so Lan Yuan cooks a few dishes himself, Xia Dimu also goes to the kitchen to help, and after a while, he floats out of the kitchen. After smelling the strong fragrance, everyone sitting in the living room nodded with satisfaction, and it was right to let Lan Yuan cook.

In addition to Lan Yuan, Butler Song also cooks. If Lan Yuan is the only one who cooks this meal, they may not be able to eat it until dark. Butler Song also learned a few things from Lan Yuan when he is not busy. In addition, he is usually in charge of cooking at home, so this cooking skill is also good.

The two assistants, Song Yiran and Xia Dimu, were helping the two chefs, and they basically contracted out other things except for cooking. Compared with Song Yiran's inexperience, Xia Dimu was very skilled. It is said that Xiaomu's knife skills are almost catching up with him.

"Xiao Mu, I really can't see that you still have these two tricks, are you taught by your elder brother?"

Xia Dimu said with a smug expression: "You still use uncle to teach, this is called talent, understand?"

Song Yiran glanced at him and said, "Cutting a dish can also be associated with talent, who are you ignorant of?"

"Don't you believe it, I just wandered around with my uncle at the beginning, and then I occasionally helped him wash the vegetables, and then the uncle let me chop the vegetables. Although the first time I shredded the potatoes, although they were not thin enough, they were finely chopped. extremely even."

"Really?"

Song Yiran's words obviously contained a lot of suspicion, and Xia Dimu didn't bother to explain to him. He picked up a washed and peeled potato, first cut it into thin slices, and then cut it into shreds. It was indeed very uniform in thickness. Song Yiran couldn't help but not believe it, but he didn't know that it was the result of Xia Dimu's practice for a long time.

Lan Yuan smiled and shook his head when he saw the childish appearance of those two people, but he didn't say anything. As for why Xia Dimu practiced shredded potatoes?That happened when the two of them lived outside alone. In summer, the weather was hot, and Xia Dimu had no appetite, so he ate spicy food for several days in a row, and he got angry, but it was too bland and he didn't like it.Lan Yuan made him a mashed potato shreds, chilled it in the refrigerator for a while, took it out, mixed various seasonings and mixed a little red oil, it was crisp and refreshing, with a light spicy taste and not very greasy , Xia Dimu felt delicious after taking a bite, and then he couldn't put down his "mouth" for this dish, especially during the New Year and festivals, this refreshing side dish has become a delicacy in the world.

Xia Dimu began to learn how to cut potato shreds after cooking with Lan Yuan, but it was not like what he and Song Yiran said at the beginning. When he sliced ​​at the beginning, he cut the slices in different thicknesses, let alone cut out uniform thin slices. It's so silky, today's effect is achieved after I don't know how many potatoes he cut.

Of course, it can be rubbed with a grater, but the potato shreds produced by the grater are too thin, and the taste after blanching is far from as good as hand-cut, so Xia Dimu gave up the grater from the beginning.

Xia Dimu poured the shredded potatoes into the pot and blanched them. When he felt that the heat was almost done, he fished them out, soaked them in cold water for a while, then took them out to drain the water, and put them in the refrigerator. Except for the last step of mixing seasonings, Xia Dimu would have already done the rest, but he just felt that the ones he made were not as delicious as the ones made by his uncle.

Song Yiran watched Xia Dimu finish all this in one go, and couldn't help but stick out his thumb. He and Xiaomu grew up together, let alone cooking, even though he was the housekeeper. Son, but the old man always treats him like a grandson, so his life since he was a child is not about rich clothes and good food, but at least he stretches out his hands for clothes and opens his mouth for food, especially for Xiaomu. He couldn't believe that Xia Dimu not only knew how to chop vegetables, but also showed such skills. He thought it was all because of his elder brother.

The dishes started to come out one after another, and Xia Dimu and Song Yiran began to serve dishes on the table. Lan Xi was going to come over to help, but the three little guys, the old man plus Xiang Siri and her, couldn't see any of them. Song's mother had to help out on the sidelines. Such an older child was just able to walk, and when it was the most ugly, he would bump into each other if he didn't pay attention. Lan Xi and Song Yiran's son, Song Qitian, walked steadily. Now, and he can still run around, this time is even worse, when Mother Song and the old man look at him, they often run after him out of breath, the adults are so tired, but he looks like a normal person, otherwise It is said that children are full of energy.

"Uncle, uncle, rice, rice," Song Qitian always knew that the rice cooked by his uncle was the best, so when he saw his "aunt" Xia Dimu bring out the food, he knew that his uncle must have cooked it. He started yelling at the kitchen.

Xia Dimu hugged Song Qitian and kissed him, "Tiantian, just call me uncle and I'll bring you something delicious."

Song Qitian tilted his head to look at Xia Dimu, and laughed with his mouth open, "Auntie, Fanfan, Fanfan," Xia Dimu suddenly felt frustrated, this little guy didn't know what was going on, so he just I call myself aunt, no matter how I teach it, I can't teach it.

Even the old man said that Qi Tian must be distantly related to Lan, that's why he called him that, but Xia Dimu is very angry, no matter in terms of attributes or strength in bed, he shouldn't be an aunt, right?But this little doll is just disobedient, so she looks for a path and runs to the dark.

But Lan Yuan was very happy, this was an "aunt" to help him prove his status, so after coaxing his little nephew, he could often hear the word "aunt".

"Tiantian, come and hug me, uncle," seeing Lan Yuan reaching out his hands to him, the little doll writhed restlessly in Xia Dimu's arms, and at the same time stretched out two small arms to gesture to Lan Yuan for a hug. .

After so many years, Xia Dimu could not know Lan Yuan's thoughts, turned around and walked to the dining table with the baby in his arms. Lan Yuan shook his head with a smile behind him.

After a meal, I have to serve a few villains first, and everyone will come in turn, otherwise I will not have time to eat. Although Lan Yuan and Xia Dimu's son Xia Xiao is a boy, he eats very politely. And it's quite worry-free, but her daughter Lanyou is in a different situation. She looks like a little devil who likes to grab it with her hands, and she can tell that she looks like a female man when eating at a young age. It's a worry for a father, it's okay if the son is like this, but what's the matter with the daughter, who would dare to want it in the future?

These two fathers corrected their daughters more than once, but the little girl gave them both a big cry, and then the old man said directly, "Our family Youyou has a personality like me, I think it's pretty good, the girl is amazing You will not be bullied, don’t correct the child, guide her, and I will teach her when she is older.” Years later, Youyou grew up and became a very filial and sensible child, but at the same time, she was also very powerful. Lan Yuan and Xia Dimu wondered more than once that if they had been stricter back then, would their daughter have been more tender?

The old man said more than once that Xiaoxiao's personality is like Xiaomu's grandmother and mother, and Youyou's personality is [-]% like the old man. Such a thing of patriarchy will never happen in their family. Daughter Qiang will take over the company in the future. It's the same, as long as the children are educated well, it's not a problem.

After eating and tidying up, their game started. Lan Yuan was a little tired because of cooking, taking care of the children and busy cleaning up. He took the children upstairs to sleep, and after a while Xia Di Mu also slipped up.

The two little guys were sleeping beside Lan Yuan, the son was sleeping submissively, and the daughter was sleeping on her back, Xia Dimu shook her head helplessly, thinking that this daughter might really be very strong in the future.

He also sneaked onto the bed quietly, and the family of four took a sweet nap.

Every New Year's Eve, I have to watch the New Year's Eve. This year is naturally different. Xia Dimu actually made dumplings with him this year. Of course, he can't do things that require technical content like rolling skins, but Lan Yuan is impatient. After many times of teaching, he actually made decent dumplings.

Glancing at Siri, he said, "Xiaomu, are you going to develop into a house husband?"

Xia Dimu seemed to think about it seriously before saying: "Not bad, Uncle Siri, does your family Chen Xiaoyang know how to cook?"

Speaking of this, Xiang Sirui also has a bit of a headache. Strictly speaking, his family Chen Xiaoyang can cook, but knowing how to cook and cooking delicious food are definitely two concepts, and he himself is also at a half-baked level, although he is not so good at cooking. I'm hungry, but I don't feel like eating is an enjoyable thing.

Xia Dimu knew from his expression, "So, it's good to learn more, right?" Xiang Siri pursed his lips and said nothing, but he had already decided to learn a few things from Lan Yuan.

The three little babies came downstairs after changing into their Tang costumes. When they saw the three of them, they immediately had a good time. The three white and tender chubby dolls looked innocent and innocent, very much like those under the seat of Guanyin. Boy, so cute.

Everyone in the family kowtowed to the old man with three young children. The old man felt very relieved. The children were capable and filial. They never had to worry about life, career or relationship. He felt that compared with his old friends, he probably It's the best life ever.

The old man prepared a large stack of red envelopes, but the three thickest ones were taken away by the youngest three. Xia Di Muzhi and Lan Yuan complained, "Grandpa is too partial, so he gave us so little."

"Civilization means partiality to your son and daughter. What are you upset about? Besides, they are too young to manage money, so we have to help them manage the money." Xia Dimu nodded and thought it was very good.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the old man and Butler Song both went to bed, and the little ones went to bed early after a long day of tossing. They didn't expect the three little ones to watch the New Year together, Lan Yuan Sitting on the balcony upstairs with Xia Dimu watching the sky full of stars, drinking hot coffee together to watch the New Year, someone was setting off fireworks in the yard of the villa not far away, and the night sky instantly became bright and gorgeous.

"It's so beautiful!" Lan Yuan said with emotion.

"14 is coming soon," Xia Dimu heard the sound of the big clock in the square not far away.

"13 years is about to pass, another year," Lan Yuan looked at Xia Dimu and said, "Honey, happy new year! Thank you for spending another year with me."

"Uncle, Happy New Year! This year has a little different meaning."

Lan Yuan looked at Xia Dimu suspiciously, and Xia Dimu was smiling softly at the moment, "From 13 to 14, it means from one life to one life!"

Lan Yuan didn't say anything, but the corner of his mouth slightly raised a beautiful arc!

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