In the eyes of Yue Qingsong, there was no big deal in the steaming of steamed buns, because every household in the village would steam it normally, and during festivals, Yue Qingsong would steam a lot of it at his own home.

The steamed buns steamed by Feng Yifan don’t look special.

So Yue Qingsong didn't take it seriously, but thought about the elbow meat that could be picked up after serving.

Finally, when the steamed buns were steamed and Feng Yifan had already prepared the soup, the elbows in the casserole were simmered and cooked.

Feng Yifan first reduced the fire in the furnace, and then pushed his father-in-law out with Yue Qingsong.

At this time, the sunset was setting outside, because the Feng family's small courtyard faced south and north, the sunset was scattered from the roof of the house in the west, illuminating half of the courtyard, and combining it with the antique wood color on the other half, it really had a unique tranquility.

Feng Ruoruo put her little duck on the small table, then compared the little duck in the box and pinched it hard with the dough.

Yue Qihao next to him also worked very hard, and he had already made a duck look like he was trying to pinch it.

Feng Ruoru turned his head and glanced, and the little girl couldn't help but exclaim: "Brother Haohao, you have pinched all of yours. The little duck duck is so beautiful by you."

Yue Qihao was really a little embarrassed to be praised by his sister like this.

Tickling his head, Yue Qihao said shyly: "Actually, I can't pinch the duck's body, and this head doesn't pinch very much."

Feng Ruoruo continued: "It's very good, I think it's very good."

Just then, Feng Yifan and Yue Qingsong pushed Su Jinrong out of the kitchen together.

Feng Yifan shouted directly: "Okay, everyone is ready to eat. We will eat steamed buns tonight, my fresh steamed buns."

When Feng Ruoruo saw his father coming out, the little girl hurried over and pulled his father over to see him.

"Dad, look, Brother Haohao pinched the duck, but Ruruo didn't even pinched it."

Feng Yifan saw that the duck his daughter was pinching was indeed crooked and distorted, but Yue Qihao next to him looked like a duck.

He smiled and praised Yue Qihao: "Xiaohao is really good at pinching it. Ruruo, you have to learn from your brother."

Yue Qihao felt even more embarrassed: "Uncle Feng, I can't pinch it well, both of them are not very similar."

Feng Ruoruo continued to praise: "It looks like it, it looks like it, Ruoruo thinks that Brother Haohao is like it."

Feng Yifan smiled and said to his daughter: "Okay, you and your brother go with your mother and others to wash your hands. We are going to prepare for dinner. Didn't Ruoruo have long been yelling that he was hungry?"

Feng Ruoruo was a little excited when he heard his father's words: "Can you eat? Dad, do we eat the meat you made tonight? The fragrant meat in the pot."

Feng Yifan nodded: "Yes, we will eat that fragrant meat at night."

Feng Ruoru immediately clapped his hands and cheered: "It's great. You can eat fragrant meat at night. Brother Haohao, let's go quickly, wash your hands, and then eat fragrant meat made by your father together."

Yue Qihao thought for a while and corrected his sister: "That is not called Xiangxiangru, that is the elbow."

Feng Ruoru nodded and said, "Okay, elbow, um, it's very fragrant, so it should be called Xiangxiang Flesh."

After being told by my sister, Yue Qihao really couldn't refute it for a while.

Yue Qingsong patted his son beside him and said, "Okay, go, wash your hands, and then come over to prepare for dinner."

On the other side, the chattering people in the main hall also came out. Su Ruoxi waved to the two children and said, "Okay, you two children come here to wash your hands. They have been playing for an afternoon. If you don't wash your hands, your hands are full of bacteria, so you can't eat, do you know?"

Qi Yan smiled and said, "It's still the aunt from the city who comes to the city who will say, Haohao comes over and wash his hands quickly."

The two children quickly ran to the two mothers and followed their mothers and grandparents to wash their hands.

When the children went to wash their hands, Feng Yifan also packed up the things on the small table.

Then I went to the kitchen, washed my hands, and then I took out the prepared casserole and cage one after another. Finally, I brought out a very light egg flower soup.

Everything was ready, everyone washed their hands and brought small stools around the table under the persimmon tree in the courtyard.

Feng Yifan first unveiled the casserole, and in an instant the rich aroma of meat rose.

The rising hot air makes people feel a little confused about what is in the pot for a while.

Although I can't see clearly, the rich meat fragrance still makes me feel excited.

"Wow, it's really delicious." Yue Qingsong's mother sighed first, "I haven't smelled such a fragrant meat for a long time. I feel that when I eat meat, I am not as fragrant as I did when I was a child, but the pot of meat in Yifan is really so fragrant."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "If the aunt thinks it tastes good, then eat a few more pieces today."

Feng Jiandong followed and said: "Now the living standard is better, and you can eat meat every meal, so it tastes really not as fragrant as when I was a child. Today, the pot of meat in Yifan is really fragrant."

Qi Yan then asked: "Brother Yifan, how do you make this meat? Why is it so fragrant?"

Yue Qingsong quickly said: "These are secret recipes passed down from my sister-in-law's family, so you can't ask them casually."

Su Ruoxi asked strangely after hearing this: "Our family's secret recipe for ancestral history?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It is not considered a secret recipe passed down by ancestors for the time being. It should be called a secret recipe lost. I have not completely restored the ratio. If you study a suitable ratio in the future, you can give it to your younger brother and sister at that time, and you can also make it at home."

Qi Yan waved her hand quickly: "Then, then you'd better not want it."

Seeing this, Su Ruoxi grabbed Qi Yan's hand and said, "It doesn't matter. In fact, these things in our family are not really secret recipes now, and they are not completely untouchable."

Su Jinrong also spoke: "Yes, I can give you a simpler recipe. You can cook it at home at that time, and the taste will not be bad."

At this time, the heat had dissipated, and Feng Ruoruo saw the meat stacked in the casserole, like a flower.

"Oh, it looks so good here. When can we eat it dad?"

Hearing the words of his granddaughter, Lu Cuiling immediately said, "Okay, okay, start eating quickly. Ruoruo in our family is hungry. Don't talk here. Let's eat quickly."

When his mother spoke, Feng Yifan naturally smiled and asked everyone to eat, and opened the steamed bun cage.

After the cage was opened, Feng Yifan took out a knife, then took out a steamed bun from the cage, and used the knife to cut a hole in the horizontal surface of the steamed bun.

When everyone thought Feng Yifan was trying to cut the elbow meat for everyone to cut it open.

But I saw a small piece of dough coming out from the hole that Feng Yifan cut with a knife.

Then, Feng Yifan drew a gap in the steamed buns in the cage in turn, and took out a ball of dead noodles from the hole, put the dead noodles in the cage, and then placed the cut-out steamed buns on a separate plate.

"This will make everyone more convenient to eat. Okay, everyone should eat it, hold the elbow meat in the steamed bun."

Everyone was still a little surprised at this time. Perhaps except for Su Jinrong, no one thought that this would be the case.

After a long time, Feng Ruoruo said loudly: "Dad, you have small steamed buns in your belly. How do you make it?"

When Ruoru asked this, everyone else became curious.

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It's actually very simple. My father, he wrapped a ball of dead noodles in the noodles. When he was wrapped, he applied oil on the surface of the dead noodles. In this way, it became like this. As for those small steamed buns with dead noodles, they can be soaked in the soup, or fried with meat tomorrow."

Su Jinrong said at this time: "Don't go tomorrow. Yifan, you can go fry a plate now. Steamed buns and steamed buns are also a specialty."

Seeing that his father-in-law spoke, Feng Yifan agreed and brought the steamed buns from the steamer into the kitchen.

Before the Mars in the furnace was extinguished, quickly add firewood to raise the fire.

Then Feng Yifan cut the dead noodles into small dices, and then took out some bacon that he had brought back to his parents. After cutting them into small dices, he stewed and stir-fried them in the pot with small dices.

Soon, a plate of fried steamed buns with bacon went abroad, and finally sprinkled with a handful of chopped green onion and drizzled with a little sesame oil.

When we walked out the door with the plate, everyone outside the kitchen looked at it with the fragrance.

Yue Qingsong looked at the plate of fried steamed buns with bacon stewed diced pork, and couldn't help swallowing: "I feel that this plate is better than the one in the casserole?"

Hearing Yue Qingsong's words, Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Why don't you eat this? Don't eat elbow meat in the casserole?"

Yue Qingsong quickly said, "That's not possible."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Feng Ruoruo stood up and said, "Okay, dad is here, let's have a meal."

Seeing his daughter's appearance, Su Ruoxi said to her husband: "Your good daughter, you won't let us eat if you don't come."

Feng Yifan smiled and said to his daughter: "Okay, Dad, thank you Ruoruo."

Then he also greeted everyone: "Okay, okay, everyone hurry up and try it. How does the Suzao elbow taste like that I tried to make this pot?"

Feng Ruoru reached out and pulled his father and said, "Dad, then you can pick up the meat for Ruoru quickly."

After hearing this, Feng Yifan took a hollow steamed bun and then put a few slices of elbow meat in a casserole for his daughter.

When he was about to hand it to his daughter, the daughter said again: "Dad, there is this, and this, Ruoruo also needs to pick up this small steamed bun."

Feng Ruoruo is very good at remembering that the plate that his father went to fry was a small steamed bun.

Feng Yifan smiled and put some in his daughter: "Okay, put this in Ruruo, too."

Others also moved their chopsticks, picked up hollow steamed buns, picked up pieces of Suzao elbow meat from casseroles, and also picked up some bacon and stir-fried steamed buns.

Feng Ruoruo was pinched by his father, and he tried to hold Feng Ruoruo with his two little hands, then opened his mouth and bit it.

The moment her daughter bit her, Su Ruoxi quickly took out her cell phone and captured the scene of her daughter.

After the capture, Su Ruoxi did not forget to post a message on her Moments.

"My daughter's bloody mouth, her father's steamed buns are so fragrant with Su Zao's elbow."

Feng Ruoruo took a big bite and saw his mother patting him. Before he swallowed it, he started shouting: "Mom, umm......"

Seeing his daughter's appearance, Su Ruoxi smiled and said, "You eat your mouth first before you speak."

The little girl was angry, but after listening to her mother's words, she tried hard to eat the mouth, and her cheeks slowly became flattered from bulging.

After eating it, Feng Ruoruo shouted: "Mom, why are you photographing me?"
To be continued...