Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

He Yudong entered the house and stamped his feet to get the blood flowing and warm up. Seeing this scene, he also showed a knowing smile.

The so-called happy and happy family is probably like this.

"Okay, Ye Zi, go and lie down in the house. Little Bamboo has been packed up for you."

"This fat boy is very heavy. Stop holding him. Leave it to me."

"Hey, brother, if you let me hug you again, I'll be so happy - maybe I'll give you some nieces and nephews too."

"That's good, I'll give you a big red envelope when the time comes!"

A few people chatted and laughed, put everything away, and settled the children.

"It's a celebration, I'll cook today and let's have something good."

He Yudong stood at the door of the confinement room, clapped his hands and straightened his clothes.

"Daughter-in-law, if you don't want to breastfeed, then you don't have to eat so much. I'll make something delicious! Braised lion's head!"

Ran Qiuye responded with a smile, and He Yuyu also beamed with joy.

"Brother, I really want to eat the food you cook! The food I cook myself is like pig food compared to the food you cook!"

"Okay, I'll let you eat as much as you want today."

Today He Yudong is cooking Huaiyang cuisine and Shandong cuisine.

Kung pao chicken, eight-treasure spinach, and shredded sweet potatoes are Shandong cuisine; braised lion head and braised cucumber strips are all Huaiyang dishes that have been served at state banquets, and He Yudong’s cooking is no worse than that of a state banquet chef.

The soup is a simple spinach and tofu soup, but with He Yudong's cooking skills, it is also extremely delicious.

There is also a dish of hawthorn porridge, specially for Ran Qiuye.

For dry food, rice is eaten.

A large pot of snow-white pearl rice is steamed, enough for everyone to eat.

Of course, the two children can still only eat egg custard, fruit puree, and vegetable paste. The youngest one can only suck milk.

Lin Yuzhu was helping to prepare the dishes.

"Brother, are you going to teach her cooking skills?"

He Yuyu asked curiously.

"I'm not a teacher or a disciple. I'm just teaching her some skills so that my children won't say that the food I cook is like pig food after they get married."

He Yudong joked.

"Brother! You bullied me again!"

He Yuyu was so angry and laughing that he stamped his feet.

Lin Yuzhu pursed his lips and smiled.

"Uncle He, what do you think of my pork chop?"

The pork she chopped was used to make braised lion's head.

The meat is the front leg meat of the pig, which is three fat and seven thin.

Chop, chop finely and roughly, so that after being made into meatballs, they will be loose but not loose, which can better absorb the deliciousness of the soup and taste better.

"Well, that's it. Let's cut the water chestnuts."

This season, you can still eat water chestnuts in the north, and that’s all thanks to the system space.

He Yudong mixed the seasonings himself, and Lin Yuzhu did the basic work of whipping it together.

If she could learn three of He Yudong's skills, she would be able to make enough money by opening a small restaurant and working as a cook in the future.

The kitchen was filled with aroma, and the two children were squealing with greed.

He Yudong dipped his chopsticks into some soup and poured a little bit into each of the two children's mouths.

"Okay, you can't eat it yet. You have to taste it. Stop moaning."

With one hand in each hand, he rubbed the two children's heads vigorously.

The two little guys were staggered by being rubbed, and sat down on the ground. They didn't cry, they smashed their mouths, still savoring the taste of the soup on the chopsticks just now.

"Two little greedy cats."

He Yudong smiled and shook his head.

"It's you, the father, who cooks so deliciously."

He Yuyu couldn't hold back and took a spoonful of Kung Pao chicken and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Mmm...it's so delicious!"

The chicken is soft and covered in sauce, salty and slightly sweet; the cucumbers are fried half-cooked and have a natural crisp texture; the carrots are fried soft, but I don’t know how to handle it, but there is no disgusting smell of engine oil; the peanuts are fragrant and crispy Crisp and the unique nutty aroma is very charming.

"Hey, brother, I want to discuss something with you. I will bring my own dry food. When your brother-in-law is not here, I will come over to eat. Can it be done?"

"Sure, why not? Where your brother is, there is your natal family. Remember to help your sister-in-law."

"That's not certain."

He Yuyu happily brought the dishes out.

Over the past few days, Lin Yuzhu has gradually gained experience. Basically, only the key steps such as seasoning and heat need to be done by He Yudong himself.

So, He Yudong left Lin Yuzhu in the kitchen and drove the two babies out like sheep.

"You two, don't stay in the kitchen. There's fire and steam. What if you get burned?"

"No! Da! Ah Da! Seven!"

"Dad! Eat! Want it!"

He Yudong couldn't laugh or cry.

"...Two little greedy cats."

"Go and wait in the room. I'll give you egg custard later, but don't come in."

He Yudong greeted the two dogs and asked them to watch the two children and run in the yard and hall at most, and not to enter the kitchen.

Throughout the yard, there were babies murmuring, women coaxing children, and Lin Yuzhu, the chef apprentice, asking and answering questions from He Yudong, mixed with He Yudong's curious questions.

The firewood in the stove was burning, the rice in the pot was fragrant, and the hot water was boiling. Vegetables are being stir-fried on the small coal stove, and the rich aroma of vegetables fills the yard. The smell makes people's mouth water.

Although the weather is getting colder, in this warm environment, it seems that no matter how cold the northwest wind is, it can't blow away the warmth in people's hearts.

In the courtyard, it's just the opposite.

Silly Zhu sat with his head down and smoked.

Qin Huairu sat on the bed with a cloth wrapped around her head and her child beside her.

She suffered that wind and suffered a headache. And after returning home, the child's voice was hoarse from crying.

After all, it’s the flesh that fell from the body, how can you not feel distressed.

Unfortunately, Qin Huairu's milk supply has never been good. I don't know if it's because of her mood.

Now Shazhu has no shame to go to He Yudong for milk powder. He can only boil some rice paste, and then replace it with refined grains and boil some rice oil, which can barely feed the child.

But Silhu's child was originally relatively small when he was born, and now he doesn't have enough nutrition. He can't even cry. He's so small that he doesn't know if he can be fed.

This is Shazhu's first child.

Qin Huairu was very frightened.

Now she doesn't have a son, and her financial power has been taken back. If the child is gone, will Shazhu divorce her?

She didn't know if she could still give birth.

To be honest, even if so much happened, Silu Zhu, a good-hearted and honest man, was not bad to Qin Huairu. He had two eggs a day and there was no problem in eating him full.

But Qin Huairu couldn't help it. She had something on her mind. She was worried and frightened every day, thinking wildly and feeling uneasy in all kinds of ways.

Qin Huairu had this surgery during her confinement. Not only did she have no milk, she quickly became thin and haggard.

She just wants time to pass a little slower now, a little slower.

She didn't dare to think about how she would be treated when she went out after confinement.