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Side of the kitchen, wash the radish Murphy, struggling moved to the cutting board, knife and some hands-free foot measures, do not know where to start.
"Murphy, you come here, help me Zecai it, old man, not a little waist, can not bend too long!" Dongyue E timely opening, smiling at Murphy. She just has a good basket of vegetables classification base, but also eliminates the need for Murphy's rush.
"Ah, good!" Murphy obey it.
However, such as Murphy sat on the bench, looking at the ground vegetables, cowpea, asparagus and so they made a worry, these dishes are eaten her, but alone carry her out, she did not know how to deal with ah!
But living still to do, I saw Murphy picked up a amaranth, hesitated, started to be insect bites, there are holes in the leaves pinch out, and then turn it a few looks listless leaves to pick out, which are not wrong.
However, the next Murphy start, will pick a few pieces of intact leaves out, she felt the other leaves are purple, green outer circle, these pieces are completely purple, seems to have rotten.
Murphy seems impression, Zecai just pick out rotten leaves, so after she get that done, you put down directly to amaranth, cowpea and then pick it up again.
"Really hard ah ...... this is called beans, right? How to deal with?" Murphy stumbled looked at the cowpea, she would like to use the old way, pick out a bad throw cowpea, however, it does not seem to good pick, each one looks the same.
Just when Murphy screenwriters, Yang Yi's voice, suddenly behind rang: "Mom, Murphy, are you cook na?"
Murphy surprise turned around and looked in the past, Yang Yi appeared in the doorway of the kitchen.
"The things you busy working?" Dongyue E looked at Yang Yi, do not quite understand why he would appear in this, his wife is nervous?
"Ah, military child they go back." Yang Yi smiled and he said, "I have to help."
"You guys who drilled the kitchen doing? You know how to cook it?" Dongyue E blame and said, "or you're worried about my abuse your wife? Rest assured, I just let Murphy play along the way."
Dongyue E said, men of action can not stop, just planing peeled carrot, she "chop chop chop" of a few, then cut into pieces.
"Not at all, Mom, you also ye despise me? When will I help you two fried dishes, allowing you to look at my craft." Yang Yi laughing, while also in the side and sat down Murphy , he took the hand of cowpea Murphy in his hand.
"Look!" Yang Yi with eyes indicate Murphy, then slow down the action, will put off the old bars cowpea, and then thrown into the basin next to there.
Murphy suddenly realized that she suit, Yang Yi learn of action, a selection that the cowpea, of course, Yang Yi of action or a little faster, neat and quick to put his hand to cowpea make things right.
Dongyue E actually not at ease, Murphy's "cooking" how much she had looked out, and their own son, Yang Yi before at home, just like his father, has not even done a meal, presumably enough to choke, so, Dongyue E also could not help but read more glances.
But Yang Yi of skillfully let her see stupefied.
This mixed kid,What I studied this hand?
Tim Dongyue E and other cooking firewood, turned around again, but saw Yang Yi to roll up their sleeves scene Murphy - Murphy carrying the hand and let the sleeves rolled up Yang Yi, Yang Yi looked at her, smiles happy.
The two children ......
Dongyue E mouth slightly warped, but she twisted too far, then poke the kitchen fire, leaving the middle of the air outlet.
Yang Yi then while teaching Murphy Zecai, while the majority live are finished, by the way, will be thrown away before Murphy leaves picked a good back, guiding her to the root of amaranth pinched off.
Looked at the mother did not pay attention here, Yang Yi could not help but move with a small bench and sat down beside Murphy, leans her ear, whispered: "loud noise suddenly remembered you do not want to cook never cook? cook it? "
Perhaps because Yang Yi slightly ridicule, reproach, Murphy muster some grumbled mouth, her knees sideways, hit hit Yang Yi's legs: "! It is not because you"
"What?"
"To give you a good impression of Ma Ma ah!" Murphy has been to focus on the Dongyue E who, afraid she saw herself and Yang Yi whispering, just scared, like a teacher, quietly Chen Dao.
Then, Murphy himself feel a little embarrassed.
Yang Yi laughing, he turned and looked at his mother, then reach out and grabbed Murphy's hand, winter soiled water, her white hand were some cold blue. He and Murphy folded and squeezed, whispered: "! You can be really cute."
Murphy looked at Yang Yi eyes reveal a deep love, and my heart with joy. Those previously intense, self-blame, as well as feel too embarrassing distress, also swept away.
With the help and guidance of Yang Yi, this "along the way" Work will progress very quickly, not for a while, all the vegetables are a good selection, even cowpea, washed clean, let Yang Yi cut into a section on the chopping block.
This time, Dongyue E will also be meat ingredients to ready.
"Mom, you gave us Luezhen on the side, I have come back, you'll enjoy enjoying it!" Yang Yi said with a smile, he began to "seize power."
Dongyue E Yang Yi of interest now, bigger than Murphy, she simply close hand, on the side smiling, looking as if really want to let go, like Yang Yi and his wife.
Before cooking, to light a fire, this can not beat Yang Yi, past life, his survival ability even more severe than Tony Lord, a mere firewood stove, there has been next to burning charcoal cooking stoves can be drawn,
Yang Yi did not for a moment then proceeds good fire.
"What do I do?" Murphy pulled Yang Yi sleeves, whispered.
"You help me get seasoning." Yang Yi patted Murphy's waist, he said gently.
He did not dare to let Murphy chef, before she came home from that kind of grilled taste point of view, she's on her own cooking school, estimated fried dishes and no one can eat!
"All right!" Murphy nodded obediently.
Wok, pour oil, saute garlic under, the whole kitchen is filled played a deep sense of scent.
Murphy could not help but Zhou Zhao nose sniffed the scent is really irresistible, too tempting!
Farmhouse with a large wok, you can fry a dozen people food, "magnanimous"Large enough to play a large space, Yang Yi liked. He saw his side crashed to pour the ingredients, while vigorously stir fry, but this movement is quite the chef's style!
Dongyue E side watching, she had some do not trust, now see Yang Yi posture, really began to understand that his son does not know when to practice good hand cooking!
"Murphy, you help me to take over the salt." Yang Yi said with a smile.
In fact, he can get, right next to it, but Yang Yi have to give a little something to do Murphy, Murphy wanted to do well so!
"Mmm!" Murphy just stared, but she did not forget their responsibilities, quickly began to look for salt.
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