Chapter 62： Do you know what papaya porridge supplements? (2/2)
Coke chicken wings? ? ?
Lorraine looked at the few dark objects in the pot. It was really hard to imagine. It was chicken wings. He sniffed it, and then turned back and asked: ”I said Aunt Song, did you put the oil? ”
”Let's put oil?” Song Meiyuan frowned, ”What do you do with coke chicken wings? Do you see who drinks coke with oil? Do you have some basic common sense?”
”Uh……”
Lorraine and Qin Wanshu were completely speechless this time. This logic is really powerful. With Song Meiyuan's level, it is really a talent for her to cook, and she should mix explosives.
”Okay, Meiyuan, don't be brave. It's already over two o'clock. If you don't cook quickly, you won't be able to eat well. Come on for me.” Qin Wanshu shook her hair gently at this time, and then used rubber bands. Tie up her long hair and make a gesture to untie Song Meiyuan's apron. But Song Meiyuan took a step back, reluctantly: ”No, let me try again. I also saw a dish on TV... By the way, braised pork ribs, I can definitely make this! Don't worry. !”
Qin Wanshu was stunned: ”So confident?”
”That is!” Song Meiyuan said with a smile, ”This dish needs oil!”
I am an ancestor!
”No, no...You go out quickly, the kitchen is not where you stay, why do you want to go...” Lorraine and Qin Wanshu hurried forward and pushed Song Meiyuan out, even though the latter was still threatening. I haven't made my own good dishes yet.
”Aunt Qin, you and Aunt Song are waiting in the living room. Let me cook the meal today.” Lorraine also pushed Qin Wanshu out of the kitchen smoothly.
”Ah? You do it? No, Xiaolin, how can you cook. Meiyuan's waywardness, don't you follow the chaos, can you?” Qin Wanshu was about to be tossed into a coma by two troublemakers, and hurriedly shook her head.
But Lorraine didn’t give her a chance to say more. As soon as the two big beauties walked out of the kitchen, Lorraine banged the kitchen door shut, then plugged the door lock inside, and said: ”Two big beauties, just Wait, it's guaranteed to be a good lunch.”
The two women looked at the tightly closed kitchen door, feeling helpless. …Come on, the plan to cook and eat at home at noon this afternoon is considered to be a soup. Wait, it is estimated that Lorraine, the second generation ancestor under the age of eighteen, cooked the rice, which is the same virtue as Song Meiyuan’s dynamite chicken wings. Get ready to order takeaway...
But things are always unexpected.
Lorraine's soul is a reborn buddy. Later, he lived alone and took care of himself. When his legs were disabled, he could easily cook a few home-cooked dishes, not to mention that he was young and healthy now.
So, after about half an hour passed, the door of the kitchen opened, and the people hadn't come out yet. First, there was a burst of strong smell of dishes.
In order to stay in shape, Song Meiyuan, who had eaten two fried packets of water in the morning, was so hungry that her chest was on her back. She sniffed the aroma of the vegetables, and she smacked her mouth, and her saliva almost came out.
”Two big beauties, eat.”
Lorraine went back and forth between the dining room and the kitchen. What's even more funny was that the second generation ancestor, who could not even wash his clothes in the past few months, was wrapped in a pink apron, like a new man at home.
Finally, all the dishes were put on the dining room table by Lorraine.
Lorraine quickly took off his sleeves and untied his apron, and introduced his proud work with a smile: ”This is braised pork ribs with oil. Well, it is Aunt Song, you failed to challenge the cola chicken wings, how? The fragrance is all right, hey, eat later.” After speaking, she found that Song Meiyuan could not wait to pick up the chicken wings with the chopsticks, Lorraine reached out and patted, put the chopsticks back on the table, ”Wait for my introduction. Well, this plate is Aunt Qin’s favorite dried shrimp and chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, and this plate is my specialty, boiled pork slices, hey, why do you still eat it, eh? I'm on it!!” Lorraine went up and grabbed Song Meiyuan's little hand that was sneaking up to the edge of the plate, and held it tightly, just like my dad was educating his daughter, ”Have you washed your hands? Just grab it?”
”Oh, by the way, I'm so greedy, I forgot to wash my hands.” Song Meiyuan stuck out her tongue, swallowed her saliva and reluctantly got up from the chair, twisted her little **** and ran towards the bathroom.
”I didn't wash my hands either.” Qin Wanshu was more reserved, pursed her mouth, and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.
When the two great beauties came back, Lorraine filled a big bowl of rich and fragrant soup from the kitchen and placed it in the middle of the dinner table: ”Hey, four dishes and one soup, all together.” Picking up a small bowl to help Song Meiyuan serve the soup, Bian Sheng said, ”Aunt Song, this bowl of soup, but I made it specifically for you, you can drink more.”
”It must be.” Song Meiyuan was frustrated with her little hand, she smashed her mouth, looking impatient, ”What kind of soup is this?”
Lorraine smiled and said, ”Papaya salty porridge is specially for you to nourish. Do you know what papaya nourishes? You are about the same age as my Aunt Qin, but in some places it seems a bit weak.”
”Who said it!” Song Meiyuan couldn't hear what Lorraine said the papaya was making up. She immediately stood up her proud Shuangfeng and fully expressed her dissatisfaction. She swayed for a while and gritted her silver teeth and said: ”Little devil! You! I'm going to die! Seeing that I'm leaving, thinking I can't deal with you in the future, is it presumptuous?