Real Missy Relies on Food to Counterattack

At less than eight o'clock in the evening, the main hall of Shen's house was brightly lit.

A round table was full of delicacies, all in color, fragrance, and flavor. The morel chicken soup was still bubbling in the white saucepan in the middle.

The Shen family is not complicated. Only Grandpa Shen Yue was still alive in the previous generation. Now she is living in the family's uncle in the south, so Shen's mother is now the head of the family. She was sitting on the main seat, and she insisted on sitting next to her, but Shen Yue was pushed aside by her.

"Qiaoqiao is celebrating the New Year with us for the first time this year. Come and sit next to me."

Tang Qiaoqiao pushed back a few times and sat down openly.

Shen Yong sat on the other side of Mother Shen, Hu Hong curled his lips impatiently, and took a seat beside her husband bitterly.

The same daughter-in-law, the old lady eccentrically went to the horizon, but none of the two big men on her left and the right was unfair to her.

Husband is a dull gourd, son...

Forget it, she couldn't expect Shen Liang to say something for herself, his eyes were fixed on the dishes on the table.

Hu Hong gently touched his son's arm under the table, and said in a low voice: "Pay attention to the look in your eyes, it looks like a starving ghost reborn."

Only then did Shen Liang divert his attention, still wondering when to start the meal. Tang Qiaoqiao's cooking skills have always made him obsessed with it. He would not say that this Chinese New Year is for the dishes made by Tang Qiaoqiao.

Mother Shen looked at the son, daughter-in-law and grandson sitting below, the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes stretched out, and she raised the wine glass.

"It's rare for us to get together as a family today. Let's toast and meet each other. I wish all of us good health next year and all the best."

As the eldest brother, Shen Yong stood up first, and then the others stood up and raised a toast to Mother Shen.

"Our younger generations should toast first, and wish our mothers all wishes come true, and be as good as the East Sea."

Tang Qiaoqiao said with a sweet smile: "Mom has to smile a lot in the new year, the more you live, the younger you are."

Mother Shen was happy from ear to ear: "Okay, okay, everyone sit down."

Hu Hong couldn't help it, and yin and yang became strange again.

"Actually, there is nothing to worry about mom now. Shen Yue's legs are recovering well, and the company is developing steadily. There is only one left." She glanced at Tang Qiaoqiao slowly, "It's just that the younger siblings have to hurry to have a baby. They have been married for so long. , I haven’t heard anything. If you have any problems, it’s best to see a doctor as soon as possible.

When Shen Yong heard his brow furrowed, he glanced at Shen Yue, who was making a calm face.

He secretly felt bad, coughed slightly, and stepped on Hu Hong secretly to warn her not to talk nonsense.

Not only did Hu Hong ignore it, but continued to say without fear of death: "If your younger brother or younger siblings are in need, I can introduce you to an old Chinese doctor."

When Shen Yue was about to talk, Tang Qiaoqiao pressed the back of his hand and laughed.

"We are young and we are not in a hurry. However, my sister-in-law likes children so much. When do we plan to have a second child? We shouldn't take advantage of the last time before menopause to regenerate one, so we can transfer our excess energy, don't you think?"

Turning around and scolding her and Shen Yue for failing to give birth to a child, this is the second thing, mainly because it is the most annoying to promote marriage and give birth.

Hu Hong's face was green and white, Tang Qiaoqiao was blatantly sarcastic that she was approaching menopause and was about to menopause.

She pressed her anger and was about to get into trouble, only listening to Mother Shen's words: "Okay, don't talk about urging marriage and giving birth to those who are celebrating the New Year. I know that young people don't like to talk about it now, why don't you open the pot? pot."

Hu Hong aggrieved: "Mom, I am anxious for you, and want you to hold your grandson again."

Mother Shen said indifferently: "Really? Then you should urge Shen Liang to let me hold the great-grandson earlier, so that the four generations live together."

Shen Liang shrank his shoulders, and the fire at the city gate hit Chi Yu, so what did he do? Fans refused to agree to want him to marry.

Shen Yong scolded Hu Hong: "Don't say anything, eat."

"Yes, let's have dinner, I'm starving to death." Shen Liang followed his father's words and changed the subject.

Hu Hong was about to die of anger by Shen Yong and his son.

Mother Shen smiled and said, "It's too quiet to eat like this, it's not lively at all, it's better to have music."

Shen Yue looked at his watch: "It's over seven o'clock, and the Spring Festival Gala is about to begin."

Mother Shen shook her head: "The time hasn't arrived yet, listen to something else."

"Put Shen Liang's song, he recently released a new song, which is number one in the major charts." Hu Hong's mood turned fast, and now he became proud again.

"I don't like to listen to the kind of slurred, love-to-go songs." The old lady said honestly.

Tang Qiaoqiao wanted to give her a thumbs up, and then told the truth.

After Shen mother finished talking, she walked to the TV and tinkered a few times, and then a piece of familiar music fluttered in the living room.

When Tang Qiaoqiao heard it, Shen Yue also reacted, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

When Mother Shen turned and walked away, Tang Qiaoqiao appeared on the TV screen.

Shen's mother put the song "Happy New Year" she sang at the New Year's Eve concert.

Mother Shen smiled and said: "I like the song "Happy New Year" sung by Qiao Qiao. It sounds good and suitable for the occasion."

As a result, they cycled "Happy New Year" more than ten times before the Spring Festival Gala began.

Not to mention "Happy New Year", after the New Year's Eve dinner.

Mother Shen looked at a table of delicious food and exclaimed: "Qiaoqiao's cooking skills are even higher than those of a five-star hotel. He is even capable of carving flowers. I don't know which dish to get chopsticks from."

Tang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "Mom, try this eight-treasure duck of good fortune first."

On a white porcelain plate, lying on his back is a plump and plump duck. The duck is ruddy in color, with a rope tied in the middle, like a gourd, topped with a layer of shrimp and green bean sauce, which is bright in the crystal.

Most of the bones have been removed from this eight-treasure duck, but the flesh is not broken. Tang Qiaoqiao gently cut the duck's abdominal cavity with the knife he had prepared long ago, and suddenly the eight treasures stuffing in the abdominal cavity overflowed.

The eight-treasure filling uses glutinous rice, chestnut, chicken gizzards, winter mushrooms, ham, diced bamboo shoots, ginkgo, lotus seeds and scallops. The ingredients have been steamed to the utmost level. The scent of glutinous rice blends with the savory taste of duck meat and penetrates into the nasal cavity. Man's index finger moved.

The duck has a thin skin. Tang Qiaoqiao gently picked up a piece with chopsticks, then scooped a spoonful of eight-treasure rice, and handed it to Mother Shen.

Mother Shen smiled and tasted the duck. The duck was tender and crisp, the juice was thick and delicious, and there was no special fishy smell of duck meat. If you taste it carefully, there is a hint of sweetness under the thick oil red sauce, and the eight treasure rice is full. The savory taste of duck meat is salty, delicious and mellow.

"It's so delicious, it's the best eight-treasure duck I have ever eaten in my life." Mother Shen scooped herself a large spoonful of eight-treasure duck rice.

Tang Qiaoqiao smiled sweetly: "You like it."

When Mother Shen moved her chopsticks, the others started to move.

Shen Liang couldn't wait a long time ago. As soon as the duck entered, his eyes widened. The meat was tender and slippery, the juice was full, the eight-treasure rice was fragrant and soft, and the taste was rich. It was simply delicious on earth.

Shen Yong didn't have much contact with Tang Qiaoqiao. They had never eaten what she made. Seeing Shen's mother and her son being so addicted, they curiously stretched out their chopsticks and took a bite of the coral fish placed in front of him.

In coral fish, the whole fish is deboned to take the fish fillets, and then the boneless half of the fish fillets are obliquely bladed out of uniformly spaced fish fillets, but the fish skin is kept connected.

The sliced ​​fish fillet is turned over, and cut into silk with a knife against the root of the fish skin, so that the cut "coral" hangs on the fish skin, shaking constantly, and the shape is beautiful.

After the "coral" is cut, it is marinated in seasoning, wrapped in starch and fried in a pan. The deep-fried coral fish have distinct roots and golden color. They are clustered together like corals on the bottom of the sea, and they are filled with the fine sauce and the aroma is overflowing.

The coral fish is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The sweet and sour sauce wraps the tender fish, which is very appetizing.

Shen Yong had a preference for sweet and sour taste, so he couldn't stop eating.

Seeing that none of the people at the table actually made their own dishes, Hu Hong took the initiative to say to Mother Shen: "Mom, you can try my tomato stew sirloin."

Mother Shen felt that she had to give the eldest wife face, so she sandwiched a piece of beef, chewed it, frowned, swallowed hard, and smiled faintly: "Uh, not bad."

Then the next second, she turned to Tang Qiaoqiao's braised pork.

Hu Hong was angry and annoyed, so he turned to his son who was eating Zhenghuan.

"This is the beef that I made, eat this." The ferocious eyes meant that if you didn't eat it, you would be unfilial.

Shen Liang reluctantly took a bite of beef, but his five senses were entangled, and he said very shamelessly: "Mom, the beef stew is too old and can't be chewed."

Hu Hong was dumbfounded, and pointed out to his son that his dishes were unpalatable, making her face hot. Impossible, she made this dish step by step based on Baidu's recipe.

She doesn't believe in evil, they don't eat for themselves.

So Hu Hong picked up a large piece of beef and put it into his mouth, chewing it, where it was unpalatable, it was delicious...

Gradually, Hu Hong couldn't lie to himself, the beef was old and chaotic, and it was stuffed between his teeth.

She abolished the boss's energy before she could not spit it out, looking at the eight-treasure duck and coral fish made by Tang Qiaoqiao, they had already eaten most of them.

Is it really that delicious?

Hu Hong had originally thought that she would never eat a bite of Tang Qiaoqiao’s dishes for the New Year’s Eve dinner, but now she was entangled again and again, and still couldn’t resist taking advantage of everyone’s efforts to eat, and secretly stretched her chopsticks towards the Eight Treasure Duck.

Then, she was silent.

She knew that the other two dishes she made didn't need to be recommended, because compared with those made by Tang Qiaoqiao, they were simply pig food.

Tang Qiaoqiao glanced at Hu Hong from the corner of her light, and saw that she finally did not resist the temptation of her delicious food, eating happily, and the corners of her mouth could not be suppressed.

Shen Yue looked at her triumphantly, smiled and put a shelled prawn in her bowl.

Tang Qiaoqiao swallowed the sweet shrimps in one bite, and put him a piece of sweet and soft red bean paste rice cake.

"No, after eating it, your career will definitely be higher in the new year."

Shen Yue hooked his fingers, and Tang Qiaoqiao obediently leaned over.

He attached to her ear with a clear voice: "I just want to be together as we are now every year and every day."

Shen Yue's sudden love words made her face hot.

The love words spoken with this face are really **** sultry.

Mother Shen couldn't help being happy when she saw that Shen Yue and Tang Qiaoqiao were so affectionate.

In the second half of the meal, Tang Qiaoqiao went to the kitchen to cook the dumplings that had already been made. How could there be no dumplings for the New Year’s Eve dinner in the north?

Tang Qiaoqiao wrapped three fresh stuffing and winter bamboo shoots and mushroom stuffing, one meat and one vegetarian.

The New Year's Eve dinner was not over until the three large plates of dumplings were eaten cleanly.

At this time, it was not zero, and Mrs. Shen and Mr. Shen Yong sat down to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Tang Qiaoqiao suddenly felt something, and ran to the corridor to look up to the sky, and saw the white and crystal snow falling from the sky, accompanied by the dim yellow street lamp in the yard, like catkins flying in the wind.

"It's snowing, the first snow of this year."

Tang Qiaoqiao excitedly ran into the yard and circled, holding out the palm of his hand to catch the snowflakes, even if it melted immediately, he was excited.

Standing under the corridor, Shen Yue said loudly: "Don't tell me you haven't seen snow?" Do you want to be so excited.

Tang Qiaoqiao said, "It's really the first time I have seen snow with my own eyes."

Shen Yue was speechless and reminded her: "Be careful, the ground is very slippery, don't fall if you jump like this."

"I'm not afraid……"

Tang Qiaoqiao had just finished speaking, his heel slipped, and he fell to the ground, throbbing pain in his tail bone.

Shen Yuele was overwhelmed, and took out the phone to take a picture of this scene.

Tang Qiaoqiao stood up touching the spine of Ma Ma's tail, and rushed towards Shen Yue angrily: "You still say that you love me, I fell down, shouldn't you rush over to be my human cushion regardless of the danger?"

Shen Yue touched her head: "You don't have a fever. Have you watched too many brain-disabled TV dramas? This kind of script will be pushed out for the first time in the future. I don't want to watch your brain-disabled dramas on TV in the future."

Tang Qiaoqiao urged narrowly: "Who hides and secretly watches my vixen?"

Shen Yue didn't change his face and his heart beat: "I said, it was accidentally clicked on a spam advertisement."

"Oh, man." To save face.

Tang Qiaoqiao was standing in the corridor, Shen Yue was afraid that she would fall again, he held her waist, and looked at her blushing face after running, his heart softened.

At this time, gorgeous fireworks burst into the sky suddenly. Zero o'clock has passed, and the new year is here.

"Happy New Year."

The two spoke at the same time and smiled tacitly.

It snowed all night, and a thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground early the next morning.

Tang Qiaoqiao strolled around with her feet rushing to the window, watching the white snow outside, happily even Shen Mother was playing her "Happy New Year" early in the morning.

She put on a red down jacket, put on a red hat, picked up a shovel, rushed into the snow, and began to build a snowman, but she thought about it all night.

Tang Qiaoqiao was strong and motivated, and she soon piled up a big snowman.

Shen Liang wanted to sleep late, but he was woken up by Tang Qiaoqiao's singer early in the morning.

He ran downstairs, trying to make grandma turn off the music, but found that the yard was full of heat.

He walked over, and it turned out that Tang Qiaoqiao was building a snowman.

Tang Qiaoqiao was so enthusiastic next snow, really ignorant.

Shen Liang murmured silently in his heart, then raised his eyelids inadvertently.

Boy, is this a snowman? This is Snow Giant.

Generally speaking, everyone who builds a snowman is as tall as half a person, at most one person tall.

But the snowman that Tang Qiaoqiao had built was only half of his body larger than his 1.8-meter tall man, which was not counted as the snowman's head.

Shen Liang was lost, how did she do it?

Tang Qiaoqiao is rolling the snowman's head. With such a tall body, of course he deserves a big head.

For such a snowman, Tang Qiaoqiao wiped out the snow in the entire yard. I believe the maid who will be cleaning up later will be very grateful to her.

Shen Yue was in a wheelchair and was giving guidance next to him.

Shen Liangfu had never bothered to play this kind of game before.

He stood trembling down the corridor, he wanted to see how Tang Qiaoqiao put such a heavy snowman's head on it.

Just when he thought that Tang Qiaoqiao would definitely fail, he easily lifted the snowman's head with one hand, dragged a □□ from behind the snowman's body, then climbed up the □□, and set his head firmly.

Shen Liang:...

He forgot, forgot that Tang Qiaoqiao was a woman who could lift a big fat pig. A snowman's head was a wool.

Also stunned were Shen Yong and Hu Hong who had just come out.

Suddenly, Hu Hong secretly rejoiced that he hadn't had a deep conflict with Tang Qiaoqiao, otherwise Tang Qiaoqiao would be able to kill her with a single punch, it was not a joke.

"Is your head upright?" Tang Qiaoqiao lay down on the floor and asked Shen Yue down.

Shen Yue took a photo with his mobile phone and said, "Yes."

Tang Qiaoqiao climbed down and admired it with his arms folded.

Shen Yue reminded her: "You haven't installed your eyes or nose yet."

"I know." Tang Qiaoqiao hurried to the house to find something after he finished speaking.

Shen Yue yelled at her back: "Look for a better look, with a tall nose and big eyes."

Tang Qiaoqiao piled up such a tall and mighty snowman. Obviously, he did it just like him. Of course, his facial features must also be good-looking, otherwise I'm sorry for his handsome face.

Soon, Tang Qiaoqiao came back with a bunch of gadgets.

She climbed up the porch happily, and began to decorate the snowman's facial features and body.

Shen Yue raised his neck, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.