The happy little days of the Ye family

Seeing that the little guy was really greedy, Ye Qingqing took out a few snails in his own small bowl.

"Here, take it to the yard and eat it. Only the meat inside can be eaten, and the snail shells must not be eaten."

"You know, I'll eat here."

Chenchen happily took his small wooden bowl and sat on the small bench at the door to eat snails.

Dahuang and Xiaohuang looked at the little guy directly, and Dahuang even rubbed his big head anxiously against him.

"Dahuang, dear, this is mine, you can't eat it~"

Dahuang was really greedy, but he didn't dare to step forward to snatch the little guy. He looked at him pitifully.

Although Xiao Huang was silent, his eyes were very hot, and his face was filled with the desire to eat.

But Chenchen was very calm, sucking the snail happily under the watchful eyes of the two dogs.

Ye Qingqing ignored them, added two sticks of firewood to the baked eel rice in the pot, and then prepared to make braised loach.

After the oil in the pan is hot, add the onion, ginger, garlic and miso and stir-fry until fragrant, then add the processed loach.

After stir-frying for a few times, add enough water to cover the loach in the pot, then add a little rice wine to add fragrance and remove the fishy smell, bring to a boil and simmer over low heat.

At this time, the aroma of meat was already wafting from the pot.

The two dogs no longer stood guard in front of Chenchen, but ran into the kitchen and stood guard by the stove.

Ye Qingqing added a larger piece of wood to the pot, turned around and found that the surface of the snail in the little guy's bowl had been licked clean, but the snail meat inside was still fine.

"Why don't you eat the meat inside?" Ye Qingqing asked curiously.

"I, I can't suck it out, I can't eat it." The little guy pursed his lips, a little embarrassed.

"You silly boy, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Ye Qingqing used a kitchen knife to cut out a small bamboo skewer, and then taught his son how to use the bamboo skewer to pick out the snail meat.

"You can only eat the snail meat on the front. You can't eat the soft part on the back if there is sand."

"Okay, mother, you can eat too."

The little guy very obediently handed the picked snail meat to Ye Qingqing's mouth.

"Chenchen is so good."

Ye Qingqing grinned as he ate the snail meat. He felt that today's perilla snails were particularly delicious, and the sky outside was much bluer.

"crack, clap"

At this time, Ye Qingqing heard the crackling sound of firewood burning from the stove behind him.

"There's still loach cooking in the pot, so don't burn it."

Ye Qingqing quickly turned around and opened the lid of the pot. At this time, half of the soup in the pot had been filled.

Add a little salt to taste and wait until the broth is completely absorbed before serving.

When Tang Shan and Tang Xiaojing came back, the braised loach and eel rice were just coming out of the pot, and there was an alluring aroma of meat in the yard.

Smelling the aroma of the food, the father and son got off the bullock cart and walked quickly into the house.

"It smells so good. Qingqing's cooking skills have improved again."

With the food that goes with the wine, it is natural that good wine is indispensable. Tangshan happily went back to his room and brought out a pot of good rice wine.

Tang Xiaojing went to wash his hands and then helped bring the food to the dining table in the hall.

Braised loach, perilla snails, egg custard, stir-fried vegetables, baked eel rice, a table full of delicious food.

Yangyang is over a year old, and now he eats with Ye Qingqing and the others.

The little guy sat on a special little chair and looked curiously at the food on the table.

Ye Qingqing served the little guy half a bowl of eel rice. After checking that there were no thorns in it, he mixed some egg custard into it.

Then let Yangyang eat by himself with a small spoon.

The little guy was still young and couldn't hold the spoon very firmly. A full spoonful of rice was only half left when he put it to his mouth.

The rice contains eel meat, which is more fragrant than the usual sweet potato rice. The little guy's eyes lit up after taking a bite.

Although a lot of rice grains fell on the clothes in front of him, the little guy ate with gusto.

Tangshan took a sip of wine and couldn't wait to eat two mouthfuls of snails. The mellow aroma of the wine and the deliciousness of the snails intertwined in his mouth.

The taste was simply wonderful, making him so comfortable that his eyes narrowed to a slit.

Although Tang Xiaojing doesn't like to eat flavorful vegetables such as chrysanthemum and coriander, he likes the taste of perilla very much.

This perilla snail dish was very popular with Tang Xiaojing. There was already a pile of snail shells in front of him, and he didn't even bother to drink wine.

Chenchen also likes the perilla snails, but the little guy can't suck the snails out, so he can only eat them slowly with a bamboo stick.

In Tang Xiaojing's opinion, the snails only taste good if they are eaten with bamboo sticks. There is no soul in eating them with bamboo sticks.

But regardless of whether he has a soul or not, the little guy still eats happily. After eating the meat, he still has to suck up the soup of the snail noodles.

Yangyang was a little unhappy when he saw that everyone had snails in their bowls, but he didn't.

The little guy stretched out his little chubby hands like lotus root joints, trying to get the snails, but the little hands were too short and couldn't reach them.

"Yeah, yeah, eat...eat, mother..."

"Hey, Yangyang, shout again." The little guy shouted, making Ye Qingqing's heart burst with joy.

"Mom~, eat...eat..."

Ye Qingqing put a few spoonfuls of egg custard into the little guy's bowl with a smile on his face. Yangyang continued to point to the perilla snails placed in the distance with dissatisfaction.

Chenchen beside him was holding a big snail and looking at his brother with a smile:

"You can't eat it yet~, brother, help you eat it."

"Hmph! (??v?v??)"

Yangyang was angry and refused to pay attention.

"Hahaha, the little guy is quite vindictive." Tang Shan looked at his little grandson and smiled so much that there were a few wrinkles on his face.

In addition to perilla snails, braised loach and eel baked rice were also delicious. Tang Xiaojing ate 4 bowls of eel rice in a hurry.

Even Ye Qingqing, who always eats little, ate two large bowls of eel rice.

Ye Qingqing and the others were chatting and laughing at the snails on the table, while the dogs at home were under the table, staring at them and drooling crazily.

"Ow ooh..."

"Ow ooh..."

Rhubarb and black beans began to chirp anxiously.

Even after being scolded by Tang Xiaojing, they refused to calm down and pounced directly on him like a pair of stubborn children.

Chenchen ate the snails happily, not forgetting to lick his fingers with relish. The snail shells in front of him were piled up like a hill.

"Mom, I will also touch the snails tomorrow."

Before the meal is finished, the little guy is already thinking about the next meal.

Ye Qingqing glared at him, "If you want to eat, just let your father go. You're too young to go to the river. There are water ghosts in the river."

When Chenchen heard about the water ghost, he was immediately afraid and could only look at Tang Xiaojing with a flattering expression.

"Dad, I want to eat snails tomorrow~"

"Okay, okay, I'll go to the fields to touch snails tomorrow." Tang Xiaojing responded cheerfully.

Water ghosts are actually a common deception trick used by adults. They are afraid that children will go to dangerous places to play, and deliberately scare them that there are ghosts.

Ye's mother told her the same thing when she was a child. Now that Ye Qingqing is a mother, she speaks and acts more and more like her mother.

Everyone at the dinner table was chattering wildly about the snails, and the snail shells on the table were piling up higher and higher, forming several hills.

All the other meals were eaten cleanly, and even the broth was mixed with rice for the dogs at home.

Chenchen is a glutton and holds her belly when getting off the table.