"I spilled alcohol, and didn't hurt anyone! Why did you detain me?"
A woman screamed on the other end of the phone, and Xie Yuzhou's tone became more serious, "Director Pei, can you handle this?"
"Brother, can you please stop calling me like that?" Pei Ci's heart was trembling. "Don't worry, I will call you immediately when she confesses."
Xie Yuzhou hung up the phone directly.
He was just a small chief of a police station, how could he afford to offend this great Buddha? This woman could have offended anyone else, but she had to offend Meng Fuguang in his jurisdiction.
Not to mention Xie Yuzhou, if he can't figure out the truth, Meng Sihuai will probably kill him himself.
"Xiao Hu, let me interrogate this woman." Pei Ci took off his police uniform jacket and entered the interrogation room.
Zhang Xiaohu quickly followed with his notebook in hand. No one knew what this woman had done to offend someone, but their director actually went into battle in person.
Meng Fuguang and Fu Muchen each held a child in their arms, hurriedly bought the necessary ingredients and left the supermarket.
On the way back, Fu Muchen was still driving, Meng Fuguang was holding Mingming in his arms and Xie Shiyan in his hand.
In the eyes of the two children, Meng Fuguang became the key target of protection. After getting off the car, they stood by her, one on each side, and even took the initiative to carry the food.
After returning home, Fu Muchen took the initiative to cook, and the two children also helped in the kitchen.
Xie Shiyan also brought a small stool for Meng Fuguang and asked him to sit at the kitchen door to supervise.
Mingming stuffed Meng Fuguang with potato chips and Coke, and like a little adult, she told her, "Don't run around! Just sit here."
Meng Fuguang: ...
Who is the adult?
"Aunt Meng, you look like a queen mother."
Meng Fuguang bit the potato chips with a crunchy sound. "Well said! I will make you the crown prince!"
Crown Prince? Mingming didn't know what a crown prince was, but he wanted to be the emperor. "Your Highness, I want to be the emperor!"
"When he dies, you will be the emperor!" Meng Fuguang pointed at Fu Muchen in the kitchen.
"Great! Uncle, when will your car crash?"
Fu Muchen put down the shovel in his hand and kicked Fu Zhiming, making him cover his butt and scream.
Xie Shiyan:......
It's true that not a single beating you received was in vain.
The two small ones were preparing the dishes, Fu Muchen was making the pot base, and Meng Fuguang was enjoying life happily.
"Mingming, take those two boxes of meat to your uncle for processing."
"Son, take the shrimps out of the refrigerator."
"Fu Muchen! Don't add spicy food! Children can't handle spicy food!"
{For a moment, I didn't know who was the host and who was the guest, and I was speechless.}
{mfg, that's enough... I don't understand why such a young child is asked to do housework.}
{She even used her mouth to give some instructions, she really did, it made me cry.}
{The two kids are afraid that they won’t get any work to do, hahahahahaha Mingming is really working hard.}
{A mother can’t bear to see this. She doesn’t do the work herself but asks her children to do it. She doesn’t understand.}
{What's the sjb mother in front of you? What's wrong with the child doing something within his ability? Are you jealous?}
{The mom’s defense broke down right away, hahahahaha!}
{What's wrong with you, Bao Ma? I'm a Bao girl, I love Bao Ma! }
{Yes, he is just a person with strong empathy. Is there any need to laugh at him? I am speechless.}
Very good, there is a new topic in the barrage.
"Brother Yan, what should we do with this growing vegetable?" Fu Zhiming asked Xie Shiyan while holding up a baby cabbage.
In the past, Meng Fuguang would often punish him by not allowing him to eat, so Xie Shiyan would secretly come to the kitchen at night and stand on a stool to cook instant noodles for himself.
He recognized the baby cabbages. Xie Shiyan taught Fu Zhiming, "Just break them off one by one, put them neatly in order, and then give them to Uncle Fu to clean."
"Oh!" Mingming raised her little hand and gave him an unstandard military salute, "Okay! Colonel Shi Yan! Lieutenant Colonel Shi Ming Michael has received the order!"
I just can't keep up with his train of thought. I can't.
Eating hot pot is very simple. Just prepare the ingredients and cook the soup, and you're done.
They usually don't eat these things, always thinking they are unhealthy. But Fu Muchen had a hard life since he was a child, and some of his childhood experiences made him very familiar with the cooking methods of these things, so he knows how to cook the pot base.
First, blanch the beef bones in a pot with cold water, and then boil another pot of water. When the foam comes out, remove the beef bones, rinse them, put them back into the pot, and pour in boiling water.
Add scallions, ginger, garlic and a little rice wine to remove the fishy smell, and cook in a high pressure cooker. When the milky white soup is cooked, add some mushrooms to enhance the flavor.
Meng Fuguang also emphasized that shiitake mushrooms cannot be used, so he replaced them with enoki mushrooms. He also added tomatoes, red dates, etc.
After the bone soup is cooked, it is replaced with an induction hot pot, and the dishes are prepared and placed on the table.
He also prepared some seasonings, including sesame oil, oyster sauce, sesame sauce, mashed garlic, sugar, chili oil and other seasonings commonly found in hot pot restaurants.
He was wearing a blue casual sweatshirt, an exaggerated punk-style jewelry around his neck, and a white apron, and he moved in and out of the kitchen with skillful movements.
The contrast was suddenly overwhelming.
And Fu Muchen's live broadcast room was also unexpectedly harmonious.
{Fu Chenchen, so handsome, my destined husband!}
{That’s enough of the previous part! This is my husband!}
{The revenge for stealing a husband! Irreconcilable!}
At this time, Meng Fuguang was conducting aimlessly with his legs crossed, so Director Huang focused all of his shots on the two babies.
{How come Mr. Yan knows everything! He is even more skilled at picking shrimp strips than I am.}
{How could I have such a great honor as a steamed rice cake! How could I have such a great honor as a steamed rice cake!}
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{...When baby Mingming was first put into the garbage bag, did he dive right into it?}
{Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!}
......Sure enough, as long as Meng Fuguang is not around, the world will be peaceful.
While eating, the two babies sat on Meng Fuguang's left and right. Fu Muchen really couldn't understand why Fu Zhiming, such a naughty boy, liked Meng Fuguang so much.
The hot pot was too hot. Meng Fuguang would not be lazy about this kind of thing, so she picked up the food for the two children.
Fu Muchen cooked the dishes, she served the food, and the two babies were responsible for eating.
Seeing that she ate very little, Xie Shiyan put the shrimp paste from the separate plate into her bowl.
"You eat too."
Good guy, Fu Zhiming will never let Xie Shiyan take the lead. He immediately put the beef in front of him into Meng Fuguang's bowl, "Auntie! You eat meat! Meat!"
"Okay! Thank you, Haodaer, and thank you, Mingming Baby!"
Xie Shiyan looked at Fu Zhiming who had a flattering face, and poured some juice for Meng Fuguang.
Fu Zhiming was not willing to be outdone and gave Meng Fuguang a few cherries.
Xie Shiyan picked up a piece of lettuce for Meng Fuguang.
Fu Zhiming picked up a shrimp for Meng Fuguang...
Before Meng Fuguang realized the seriousness of the matter, Fu Muchen opposite him could no longer sit still.
"Kids, why do you only give the clips to Meng Fuguang and not to me?"
Who is busy preparing this meal?
It’s him, okay!
Xie Shiyan hesitated for a moment, then moved the fruit plate towards him, "Uncle, you eat too."
Fu Zhiming rolled his eyes and said, "A gentleman should take care of ladies, not stinky men."
The stinky man Fu Muchen gave him a head slap.