I of Douluo became Tang San's grass

Chapter 9 A Night of Kung Pao Chicken

Author: Mo Mo You Wen

Chapter 9 A Night of Kung Pao Chicken

Tang Hao was stunned for a moment, then patted Tang San on the head with his big hand, "What are you thinking about?" "This is my wife, your mother..."

But the daughter-in-law said, this cannot be said.

Tang Hao, who couldn't declare his sovereignty, felt aggrieved. He looked a little jealously at A Yin curling his silly son's finger, "That's my wife, my wife, let go."

Forget it, this is my son...

"Wuliu, this is Ah Yin, you are all Lan Yincao, do you know what Ah Yin is talking about?"

Tang Hanhanhao asked, pulling at his sloppy hair.

The little girl rolled her eyes at him, and the silver vine let go of Tang San, its leaves shook, and stretched out to pull at the willow tree, as if it wanted to express something.

"Ah Yin said she wanted to take a bath," Wu Liu couldn't help but smile, her face was soft and her dimples were visible.

Ah Yin just complained:

[The second brother always doesn’t take care of himself and comes to see me all smelly. This time he even puts me in a wine jar. I’m so angry with him that I want to take a bath, take a bath!!!]

Tang Hao and Tang San looked at each other, Blue Silver Grass and Blue Silver Grass could really communicate without any barriers.

"Wuliu, please help Ah Yin," Tang Hanhan said awkwardly. He really didn't know that Cao had to take a bath. Moreover, the wine he used to pick up Ah Yin this time was his favorite spring wine. He really loved Ah Yin!!

"The rice is harvested in October, and the spring wine is for it."

The wine was sweet and clean at first, but it was bitter and pure at the end. The aftertaste was pleasant and the wine was very strong. He didn't like to drink it at first, but the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't put it down. After drinking it, his face turned rosy and he still had a strong taste.

Spring color, hence the name.

Tang Hao's face suddenly darkened when he saw Tang San following him.

"Xiao San, I'm hungry. You go cook and Wu Liu can wash it alone!"

Wu Liu took Ah Yin to the creek behind the house to wash away the smell of alcohol. While giving Ah Yin a bath, he asked, "Uncle, have you always been so jealous?"

[The second brother has always had this temper. When the eldest brother and I talk in front of him, he will get sour. I didn’t expect that even after having a child...]

[My eldest brother is the third uncle...]

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After Ah Yin found someone who understood what he was saying, the words kept flowing like a faucet that couldn't be turned off.

The little girl Wuliu couldn't talk to her, so she could only nod, nod, and nod again, and the little chirps on her head relaxed a little.

The afterglow falls into the gurgling water, and although no one speaks a word, it is full of affection.

The sun has completely set, the morning star is shining in the darkening blue sky, smoke is curling up from the chimneys of every house, and the chirping birds are returning to their nests in groups, flying over the villagers.

All the orange oil lamps in the house light up.

Under Tang Hao's instructions, Tang San went to Uncle Wang's house to buy a lot of chicken. What he made tonight was Kung Pao Chicken that was spicy yet sweet, yet sweet yet spicy.

In order to make the meat of this dish smooth and crispy, Tang San also added an egg white to the meat and beat it for a long time. Of course, at Wu Liu's request, he added more red dried chili segments and stir-fried it quickly.

Wu Liu and Ah Yin were following Tang San. If Tang San moved and she would move, they were like two brown sugar dumplings stuck together, never leaving each other.

The little girl looked at the pot with her big sapphire eyes, almost salivating. The combination of diced chicken, green onions and chili peppers was red, white and green, bright in color, spicy and fragrant.

Ah Yin was wrapped around the two little chirps of the willow tree, smelling the hot fragrance and not feeling uncomfortable, and the leaves were swaying.

"Wuliu, the dishes cooked by Xiaosan are so delicious," Wuliu said, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

Tang Hao poured a bowl of spring wine and sipped it slowly in front of the table. Next to it were three bowls of porridge and chopsticks.

He looked at the two little Yuanxiao and Ah Yin, and the joy in his heart was like boiling water, bubbling.

After Tang San added a bowl of gravy to reduce the juice, sprinkle some crushed soul peanuts and serve immediately.

Wuliu Brand's little tail and upturned nose kept twitching, greedily sniffing the aroma of the vegetables.

At the dining table, Wu Liu used chopsticks to pick up a large spoonful of Kung Pao Chicken, which contained diced chicken, one green onion knot, Sichuan peppercorns, chili peppers, and peanuts. He took one bite into his mouth and chewed it until the spicy, sweet, numbing, sour, and green onion flavors were all at once.

It exploded, and the little girl exhaled happily while chewing, and even gave Tang San a thumbs up!

Tang San looked at Wu Liu, smiled and shook his head, feeling inexplicably soft in his heart.

Super super super delicious!

o(^o^)o

(End of chapter)