House Dad’s Literary Life

Have to have lunch?

Murphy’s ear suddenly echoed what Yang Huan said.

“My parents are more traditional and like the kind of sensible, filial, and sageful daughter...”

"If you can rush to help my mother cook, cook, and make my mom happy, my dad will not be a problem..."

Yes, lunch!

Murphy quickly stood up and said, "Mom, I will help you!"

She is also more rational, after a few days of study, and realizes her "insufficiency", Murphy is talking about helping, rather than doing all the things in a big bag!

"That line!" Dong Yuexi looked at Murphy and smiled and nodded.

Murphy and Dong Yuet went out of the lobby and went to the kitchen. Yang Huan met, and she rolled up her sleeves and walked over. However, Dong Yuexi saw her, her eyes turned and she said, "Huanhuan, you don't need to help the kitchen today, you stay in the yard, optimistic about Xiao Yang, don't let her run into the bullpen, let the rhubarb give kicked."

"Oh..." Yang Huan had to stop. She looked at Murphy's back and sighed in her heart: "Hey, I don't help, my mother is too embarrassed... ask for more happiness..."

When she arrived at the kitchen, Murphy looked around in a circle, but she suddenly stupid, what are these two dark pits? Cooking stove?

From small to large, Murphy saw a lot of stoves, gas, natural gas, and induction cookers, and even the iron plate of the hotel... Anyway, she has never seen this before!

No, I still saw it on TV. This is the original stove for burning wood. There is a piece of firewood that Yang Qingzheng is next to it, and some dead branches with fire.

Because of the burning of wood, the entire newly built kitchen was smoked black, but fortunately, with the electric light, it was still bright.

But Murphy is a bit aggressive, how can this stove be used?

"Murphy, this is the pot for cooking rice, rice is there, you go to wash the rice first." Dong Yuexi commanded.

Cooking? Murphy’s most successful school in the past few days was this. She was relieved a little and quickly responded.

I saw her two cauldrons carrying rice for cooking and moved to the rice bag.

Dong Yuexi did not deliberately make it difficult for Murphy. She was on the side of her guidance: "There are six adults in the family, one child, and the man eats a lot. You can pour three spoonfuls and a little more than half a meter."

The scoop here is not the same as the one used to buy rice cookers. It is the old enamel cup that drinks water. The amount of a spoonful can be quite a lot!

However, Murphy did not question. She installed the rice according to the requirements of Dong Yuexi, and then she lifted it to the faucet and screwed it. As a result, no drop of water came down.

"This faucet is useless. You use the well water in this tank. The house is drinking well water. When the house was built, the master said that the tap water and water pipes were installed in the town. It’s still useless now.” Dong Yuexi explained with a smile.

Murphy nodded quickly and carried the rice to the other side. I don't know if it is nervous or tired. In the winter, Murphy has some sweat on his forehead!

After a meal, Murphy finally washed the rice. She tilted the pot and poured the rice water into the ditch next to it.

Wash rice water to stay for washing vegetables and watering trees!

Dong Yue, who was on the side of the fire, opened his mouth and wanted to blame it, but when he got to his mouth, he shrank back. It is not a big problem, and it will not attack the enthusiasm of others.

Then Dong Yuexi saw Murphy put water in the pot again, one spoon, two spoons, three spoons... still not stopping!

"Murphy, what are you doing?" Dong Yuexi couldn't help but ask.

"I am loading water, filling enough water, I can cook!" Murphy looked up and said with a smile.

"Cough, Murphy, you are doing very well, this is almost, you put it down, I will put it on the stove later. Then, you go to find the child, ask him where to pick the dish, and quickly send it over. Dong Yue said with a smile.

"Okay!" Murphy washed his hand and went out to find Yang Qing.

After Murphy went out, Dong Yuexi walked over and put the pot up and looked at the water that had already flooded. She couldn’t help but shook her head.

I saw Dong Yuejun’s hand-picked and picked out some small gravel or debris left in Miri, then poured out the new rice-washed water and poured it into the wooden barrel next to it, then took the right amount in the water tank. The well water is put on the stove and cooked.

Murphy estimates that it is the rice sold in the supermarket with Mo Xiaojuan and Xiao Ai. The rice is finely screened, and the debris is basically removed. It only needs to be washed once.

For a moment, Murphy struggled to pick up a basket of vegetables.

"Mom, what should I do now?" Murphy asked, just cooking "successfully", giving her a little confidence and taking the initiative.

"Well, you wash the white radish first, then plan the skin, then choose the dishes..."

"Oh, okay." Murphy immediately acted.

She still knows the white radish. Murphy picks out two white radishes from the basket. There are leaves on the top and the soil in the gap between the skins is very fresh.

"Mom, how are there so many fresh vegetables in the house? Isn't it winter now?" Murphy said as he washed the vegetables. It is also to ease the embarrassment, it is rare for her to actively open the topic.

"Vegetables are grown in the greenhouse. They haven't been there before. Just the year before, the town's agricultural station, sent experts to guide us to take this greenhouse, and gave subsidies. This winter, there are fresh vegetables to eat. Didn't plant well, I had some experience last year. These dishes have only gotten up this year. You are catching up with good times!" Dong Yue said with a fire, and said with a sigh.

She looked up and saw that Murphy was washing the leaves of the radish intently.

......

Outside, Yang Lan just drove the car back, and the boys had to go back to have lunch, but they still had no idea what to do, and they had an appointment with Yang Lan to go for a drive in the afternoon.

"Hey, look, I gave these chicks a name. It's called flowers, because it's the most beautiful, it's called 喔喔..." When Dad got off the bus, he couldn't wait to pull his father and point him to the hospital. The chickens in the group are introduced.

"What about your mother?" Yang Lan and the little girl, while looking at the lobby, could not see Murphy, strange, asked.

"Ma Ma... Ma Ma?" Then I found out that my mother was gone.

Yang Huan sprinkled the millet to feed the chickens. She heard Yang Lan’s conversation with her, and said with a smile: “She went to the kitchen with her nephew, and made a lunch with her mother!”

"Wait a minute, what do you say?" Yang Lan thought he had got it wrong.

Yang Huan said it again.

"Murphy, she cooks?" Yang Lan is still unbelievable.

Murphy used to ask a babysitter in her own place, she would cook? Yang Lan does not believe it.

"Yeah! The scorpion is estimated to have been practicing for several days? Big Brother, you don't know?" Yang Huan asked strangely.

At this time, Yang Lan suddenly remembered how Murphy had come back from a few days ago, and suddenly understood...

"It doesn't matter, Mom is here! The scorpion is at most a shot." Yang Huan said with a smile.

But Yang Lan is not so optimistic.