The daily life of the villain's father raising cubs

When Suxuan heard what the little fat boy said, his face turned red and then pale.

He glanced at Xie Yishu, and suddenly knelt down in panic: "It was Suxuan who said something wrong, Madam, please blame me."

Xie Yishu: "..."

How should I put it, when he didn't realize that the person in front of him admired Gu Yan, he would feel that the person in front of him was like a rabbit, and he was a little too timid.

But after finding out that the other party admired Gu Yanzhi and regarded him as a thorn in his side, he felt that the other party's rank was too low.

The heart is too anxious, and I can't bear my temper at all.

There are more women than men in Muxi Pavilion, every time there is any activity in the division, Xie Yishu must be surrounded by twos and threes of senior sisters and senior sisters.

Sometimes he and his brothers and sisters didn't listen on purpose, but the content of those chats could always reach their ears.

What color lip balm did Senior Sister Xiaoya use today; what new style of hairpin did He Shanzi release a few days ago; has the soft, weak and annoying vicious woman in the latest story of the story book been dealt with; Do those stupid men like this kind of little white flower girl...

Xie Yishu has been fascinated by it for more than ten years, and she still has some theoretical experience in this area.

He brewed his emotions for a while, and prepared to act more frightened, restless, weaker and general-minded than the other party, but he heard the little fat man beside him say very straightforwardly: "Brother Xiao Su, why do you say that?"

"Abba has the best temper, and he wasn't angry just now. You can't use your own thoughts to speculate on Abba's thoughts. This will make others misunderstand my dad."

Bo Zai didn't know that there was a saying called "Take the heart of a villain to save the belly of a gentleman", but he clearly stated this meaning in his words.

Xie Yishu liked the little fat man's outspoken words so much, she wished she could hug the little fat man, kiss his little fat face, and praise him severely.

But he also knew that he couldn't be too happy, so he just rubbed Bozai's little head and thanked him softly: "Thank you, Bozai, for helping Dad out of the siege."

But for Bozai, his father's "Thank you, Bozai" has already made him happy enough, his stomach is full, and he is a little shy: "Bozai just doesn't want others to misunderstand Abba. Say thank you Poppy."

Su Xuan's face turned paler.

Xie Yishu can control her emotions, but not everyone can.Someone accidentally laughed out loud.

In the big kitchen, there are quite a few girls, each of them has a clear heart like a mirror.

Although Suxuan is a man, no girl knows how much he cares about the Lord.They have always looked down on this kind of people, but seeing Suxuan suffer from the Lord, they feel happy and happy.

Listening to those chuckles, Suxuan lowered her head and clenched her hands expressionlessly.

He raised his head but changed his appearance again, and said to Bo Zai, "I'm sorry, Brother Xiao Su didn't think about it."

One sentence narrowed the distance between him and Bo Zai.

Suxuan smiled, and slowly said: "Suxuan didn't question Madam's craftsmanship, but also knew that Madam is kind and kind, but thought that Madam's body is just right, Suxuan..."

Xie Yishu: "..."

He finally knew why listening to Su Xuan's speech was so awkward.It sounds strange that the other party has been saying "Suxuan" every mouthful from the very beginning.

Xie Yishu imagined herself calling herself "Yi Shu" one by one, and couldn't help but shiver.

He moved his gaze down and landed on the little fat cub.

I usually don’t pay attention to it, but now that I think about it, the little fat cub usually seems to be a "bo cub" every bite.But he is still young, and a bite of "Bo Zai" will only make people feel cute.

It's just that you can't form a habit, otherwise it will be difficult to change when you grow up.

Su Xuan looked at the man in front of him who was not listening to him at all, and gritted his teeth.

His eyes followed Xie Yishu's and fell on the little fat man.The little fat man was listening to him, but what he couldn't hide in his eyes was his worry about Xie Yishu after he said that "the body is just right, and it is not suitable to stay in the kitchen".

Su Xuan was furious, but when she thought of being able to persuade the little fat man to take Xie Yishu away, she pinched her palms and endured it.Continue to understand with reason and move with emotion: "Suxuan is also thinking about his wife's health. Young master Bo wants to drink chicken soup, and there is chicken soup stewed on the stove. Angelica stewed black chicken, and added a lot of young master's favorite small umbrella mushrooms .”

Regarding this, Bo Zai just scratched his chubby face, raised his head and asked Xie Yishu with concern: "Does making chicken soup in the kitchen make Dad feel uncomfortable?"

In fact, he didn't quite understand what Brother Xiaosu was talking about.

Brother Xiao Su said that Dad is in good health and cannot go to the kitchen.But a few days ago, Dad went to the kitchen to make delicious snacks for him.

The little fat man thought about it, but he could only think of something between cooking chicken soup and making dim sum.

The matter of "cooking chicken soup" was specially emphasized.

Xie Yishu glanced at Suxuan, then shook his head: "No."

The little fat man breathed a sigh of relief, and said shyly with his stomach sticking out: "Then Bo Zai still wants to drink the chicken soup made by Dad."

The angelica stewed black-bone chicken cooked by Brother Xiao Su is delicious.He also loves the small cap mushrooms that are sliced ​​inside.

But what does this have to do with his desire to drink the chicken soup cooked by his mother more.

Just the fact that "mother made it for him and his father herself" can instantly kill all the chicken soup in Xuanzhen Continent.

As for the pot that Brother Xiaosu cooked, Bozai thought about it and suggested: "Brother Xiaosu, Bozai and father will drink the chicken soup stewed by Dad at noon, so you can keep the pot you stewed for yourself."

Xie Yishu almost wanted to applaud the little fat boy.

It's not that he's boasting, he's really never seen such a cute kid like the little chubby boy.

Bozai looked expectantly at Xie Yishu.

Xie Yishu pinched his chubby face, and promised: "Abba will make soup for you." After a pause, he added with a smile, "I will add a lot of small umbrella mushrooms."

He also likes the small umbrella mushrooms in chicken soup, Bo Zai, like him.

Poppy cheered.

Suxuan was a little reconciled, changed the angle, and continued to persuade: "But it's getting late now, it takes time to slaughter chickens and stew the soup, and there is no ready-made black-bone chicken in the kitchen, and only half of the batch slaughtered in the morning is frozen. In the cold room..."

001 suddenly said: "Host, the half that needs to be frozen in the cold room."

In terms of cooking, Xie Yishu 100% believes in the choice of the system.

He smiled at Suxuan: "There's no need to kill another one, just give me the half left in the morning."

At the same time, 001 told him in detail: "Compared with freshly killed chickens, chickens stored in the cold room have undergone a process called "acidification". During the "acidification", adenosine triphosphate will be decomposed into bases by enzymes. Glycosides, so that the meat will naturally transition from the "stiff stage" to the "mature stage", and the taste will be better."

Xie Yishu: "..."

He understood the last sentence, the meat in the cold room will taste better.

001 didn't expect the characters in the original book to understand its explanation, and said with emotion: "Host, your luck is really good."

"Next, follow 001's instructions, the host will definitely cook the most delicious soup."

Xie Yishu had some confidence in her heart.

Su Xuan also breathed a sigh of relief.He wished that Xie Yishu could use the half in the cold room.The half chicken had been in the cold room for several hours, how could it compare to the freshly slaughtered chicken stewed on his stove.

Although I thought so in my heart, I still had to pretend to persuade him on the face: "How can the chickens in the cold room be compared to the chickens that are killed fresh. Madam, let's forget about it today..."

Bo Zai's fat face wrinkled, feeling that Brother Xiao Su was particularly annoying today.

He directly interrupted Suxuan's words, and said loudly: "It's okay, Bo Zai likes to eat chicken in the cold room."

He was afraid that Xie Yishu would not make chicken soup for him and his father because of Suxuan's words, raised his chubby face, looked at Xie Yishu, and quickly changed into a pitiful expression: "Abba, Bo Zai likes to eat and let go of the cold room Chicken. You can use that half chicken to make chicken soup for Bo Zai, Bo Zai can’t usually eat it.”

I'm afraid the little fat man has never eaten chicken in the cold room.

Xie Yishu didn't know the reason why Bo Zai said those words, he pretended not to hear it, and praised Fat Zai: "You have vision."

What 001 said was right after all, Xie Yishu smiled and said: "Abba also likes chickens that have been left in the cold room."

Suxuan only felt that Xie Yishu was being stubborn.

"Na Suxuan brought that half chicken for Madam." He bowed slightly, and stopped persuading.I was just thinking in my heart, how can I have a bowl of chicken stewed by Xie Yishu after drinking Xie Yishu's chicken soup with Young Master Bo, so as to make a comparison.

With 001, there is no need to worry about making soup.

When to fly water, when to feed, how long to simmer on low fire... 001 can be arranged.

Xie Yishu followed the recipe given by 001 and cooked it step by step, except that when adding salt at the end, a little salt was withheld.

According to his observation in the past two days, Gu Yanzhi and Fat Cub drank relatively light soup.I can eat spicy food, but I don't like salt.

Xie Yishu scooped up a bowl of soup, blew on it, and took a sip.

The umami taste is locked into the soup, which is delicious.

Bo Zai was not ordered to stay outside this time, so he moved a small stool and sat obediently behind the stove.

During this period, Suxuan took a lot of snacks to coax him.But he wants to save his stomach to drink Xie Yishu's soup, and he doesn't care about his favorite snacks on weekdays.

Seeing that Xie Yishu scooped out a bowl of soup, he couldn't sit still anymore, and ran to Xie Yishu's side patter, the chubby face was just short of writing "Let Bozai taste, let Bozai taste".

Xie Yishu was happy, and also filled a bowl for the little fat boy.

Bo Zai took the bowl, pouted his cheeks and blew, and leaned over to take a sip.

The little fat cub's eyes lit up.

Gulp, cluck, cluck.

That swollen cheek says it all.

"Drink slowly." Xie Yishu squatted down and asked the little fat boy, "Is it good?"

Bo Zai put down the bowl, wiped his mouth, and nodded desperately: "It's very delicious!"

"Bozai wants to drink another bowl."

Xie Yishu put away the bowl, and cruelly rejected the chubby boy's request: "Leave the rest on the table to drink."

He asked someone for a furoshiki, and packed it directly with the casserole.

The rest of the meals are also prepared in the kitchen, packed in food boxes and packed together.

Su Xuan lowered his head, very unwilling.

He didn't believe that Xie Yishu's soup would taste as good as his.He could clearly hear Young Master Bo's praise for the bowl of soup, but Young Master Bo was just a child, so what could he drink.

If he could find a reason for them to bring the pot of soup he stewed, if he could find out... Su Xuan squeezed his hands, and heard someone say in Xie Yishu's voice: "By the way, the pot of soup that Su Xuan cooked Pack it up and let me take it with you."

Suxuan was taken aback for a moment, suspecting that he wanted to hear this sentence too much and had an illusion.

He raised his head and saw Xie Yishu looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, saying what he wanted to hear: "Yes, even the pot is packed. I will take it away with me, in case I don't like it. Father's taste, then he can still drink the soup he usually drinks."

Someone has already packed his pot of soup diligently.

Xie Yishu put them into the space ring together.

Su Xuan looked at the scene in front of him, logically speaking, he should be happy.

But for some reason, he felt a little uneasy for no reason.

Xie Yishu smiled at him, took Bozai's hand, and said to the chubby boy, "Let's go, let's deliver food to your father."