Qin Rou stared at the big steamed bun in her hand. This steamed bun was bigger than her face. It seemed to be shaped like a flower and dyed a little red.

She looked around. The four people in the room all had big steamed buns in their hands, but the one in her hand was the biggest.

The tender voice of a child rang out: "Flower cake."

The fat boy shouted happily: "Grandma Wang said that we should eat flower cakes at weddings!"

Qin Rou: "..."

So this is a local custom?

Let's try it.

Such a big steamed bun? Or is it a bun?

Qin Rou lowered her head and took a bite, chewed it, and found that this steamed bun seemed to have no sugar. Did Lu Yan forget to add sugar? It was tasteless and a little dry after chewing a few times.

But this big steamed bun was really thick.

When she bit the steamed bun, the other three pairs of eyes were on her. Lu Yan was holding a steamed bun in his hand, and there was a basket of steamed buns beside him. He originally planned to make some ordinary steamed buns, but his nephew ran to his side and hummed: "I want to give my aunt a flower bun, a big flower bun..."

So he kneaded a big one. If it were not for the current conditions and the small steamer, he could steam a bigger one.

Qin Rou finished a mouthful of steamed bun, picked up the seaweed soup beside her and drank a sip, and she stopped choking.

"Is it delicious?" The little fat man ate the steamed bun happily. It must be said that the steamed buns made by his uncle were very delicious.

Qin Rou glanced at his nephew Chen Jingyi, and the little guy was also holding a big steamed bun in a daze.

Qin Rou: "..."

"Is there any filling?"

Lu Yan was puzzled: "...Huh?"

Hearing this answer, it must be that there is no filling. This is just a huge steamed bun.

"The steamed bun is too big. I can't finish it."

"If you can't finish it, give it to me."

Although this is a nice thing to say, it is made by a human after all, so we must give it some face and at least eat a lot.

In addition to the big steamed bun, there are many seafoods on the table, such as a large pot of steamed oysters. It is really a large pot. Of course, it is estimated that there is not much meat in this pot. Oysters, that is, raw oysters, are raw oysters that have not been shelled. They are directly steamed in water on the pot. Most of them are open now.

There is also a bowl of boiled clams, Gala, which can also be called clams, and four steamed crabs, plus a plate of steamed mantis shrimp.

Qin Rou: "..."

Blanching, boiling, steaming, and adding some scallions, ginger, and garlic. The fresher the seafood is, the more you have to eat its original flavor. Lu Yan's method is very authentic, the authentic method of the seaside friends, the old fishermen all eat it this way, and they eat it in its original flavor.

Lu Yan's plating is particularly beautiful, and the layers of mantis shrimp are arranged very neatly.

There are also two layers of dipping sauce in the middle. One dish is probably made of light soy sauce, aged vinegar, scallions, ginger, and garlic, and the other dish is the chili sauce that Qin Rou bought in Guangzhou.

Qin Rou peeled two oysters. The oyster meat is thick and very fresh and sweet when eaten directly. Although it has a little fishy smell, it is not strong. She can eat several oysters directly like this.

It tastes delicious when dipped in sauce, but Qin Rou doesn't like to dip steamed seafood. It tastes best when eaten directly in its original juice, which is sweet and fresh.

This is the advantage of being by the sea. The seafood is really fresh and is delicious when steamed directly. Adding heavy ingredients will cover up its own freshness. The store also says that if the seafood is not fresh, people dare not blanch it for you.

Lu Yan is quite considerate. He has good skills. He uses a knife to open oysters for her and the two children, peel shrimps, break the crabs in half, and pick the crab meat into the bowl. The orange-red crab roe is particularly beautiful in the silver meat.

Qin Rou picked up a piece of crab roe, dipped it in sauce and put it into her mouth. Her taste buds seemed to explode in an instant. It was so delicious!

The ultimate experience of eating crabs!

Of course, part of the credit goes to Lu Yan's good steaming skills, part of the credit goes to his good shelling skills, and then there's the texture and taste. The crab roe is slightly sticky and chewy.

Qin Rou picked up a large piece of sweet snow crab leg meat.

Lu Yan is really good at shelling crabs. There's no need for any eighteen ways to eat crabs. He can separate the shell and meat by just swiping the crab legs with a knife.

She has never eaten crabs and mantis shrimps so civilized.

- Peeling shrimps? Peeling crabs?

Real foodies just eat them directly with their mouths.

Qin Rou led the two children to eat happily, and did not forget to feed the shelling tool comrade Lu Yan. Anyway, they had already drunk coconut juice together before, so Qin Rou didn't care. She tore off the big steamed bun in her hand and fed it to the tool. She used her chopsticks to pick up crab meat for him. Later, she pinched it with her hands and dipped it in sauce and fed it to his mouth.

Lu Yan smiled at her, lowered his head to eat, and then continued to shell with his eyes down.

Her finger seemed to be accidentally licked by his tongue tip, and the licked position burned. Qin Rou quickly picked up an oyster, broke it open with force and placed it in front of the two children, which relieved the discomfort just now.

The little fat boy was noisy at other times, but he was very quiet and serious when eating. If he wasn't serious, it would be a shame for his figure. As for Chen Jingyi, he was even more serious. He ate his steamed bun honestly and pinched the mantis shrimp occasionally.

There was a light bulb hanging above their heads. The bright yellow light bulb illuminated the dim shadows, the lavender mantis shrimp, the white crab meat, and the orange crab roe. The child under the light licked his fingers and ate the crumbs at the corners of his mouth. The man used a knife to cut off a whole piece of snow-white crab meat...

The scene in front of him had a faint sense of warmth.

Blowing the wind from the window, Qin Rou felt as if she had returned to her childhood. Her grandmother who grew up in a fishing village told her about the past, and that was exactly the case.

The meal was quite satisfying.

But without rice, Qin Rou always felt something was missing.

Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, do you eat steamed bread every day?

Qin Rou looked at Lu Yan. No need to ask, he definitely can't cook, and probably can't fry.

Although seafood is delicious, you can't eat too much, it's all purine!

She wants to eat garlic lettuce, want to eat choy sum, want to eat corn kernels and stir-fried meat, want to eat clay pot rice, want to eat Dutch beans and basil, want to drink delicious soup, want to eat clam noodles, want to eat shrimp slips, want to eat...

Thinking about it, she felt a little hungry again. Qin Rou thought, how did I become a big foodie? Thinking about eating every day.

Maybe it's in line with the style of people of this era, everyone is greedy.

Lu Yan was cleaning up the dishes. The dishes were easy to clean up. They were made with little oil and salt. They were all steamed seafood. Just throw away the pile of seafood shells. Thinking that she would grow vegetables, Qin Rou picked out a few large, clean seafood shells. They would be good for fertilizer after being soaked in water, washed, and dried.

She thought of the joy in the midst of hardship. When she was a kindergarten teacher, there was no waste, but she had to buy waste online to teach the children how to "recycle waste". Now she really has to learn to use existing resources reasonably.

The coconut she just drank will also be broken open and the coconut meat will be cut tomorrow. It doesn't need to be used to make snacks or squeeze coconut oil. It can also be used to feed chicken manure in the future.

At night, the beds in both rooms were made. Lu Yan gave his nephew a look, and the fat boy was very understanding and took Jing Yi to sleep in another room.

In the end, only Qin Rou and Lu Yan were left. Of course, Qin Rou could not go to the children's room with them.

Isn't it obvious where to sleep? They have to sleep

in the same room and bed. This time, there are only two of them.

Qin Rou took a deep breath and told herself not to panic. What is coming will come.

After getting married, they have been husband and wife for a long time. They have agreed to live together, so naturally they have to help each other and solve each other's physiological needs.

It is hot in Qiongzhou Island during the day, but a little cool at night. There is no urban heat island effect now, so Qin Rou rolled into bed, changed into pajamas, covered herself with a thin quilt, turned on the small orange light, and waited for someone to come.

She clutched the pillowcase, hoping that someone would come to do the work quickly so that she could sleep after finishing the work. Then she was worried again, hoping that she could fall asleep quickly, preferably before he came, and escape one day at a time.

But how could she sleep at this time?

While she was making pancakes, Lu Yan finally pushed open the door, lifted the quilt, and lay down beside her. Qin Rou's pancake was almost burnt by the oil, and it was sizzling and smoking.

Qin Rou waited for him to do something, but he pinched the corner of her quilt. The man said softly, "You are too tired today. Go to bed early."

The crisis was resolved. She

breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Yan hugged her from behind. Qin Rou did not hide and was held by him obediently. After hearing what he just said, Qin Rou felt relieved and comfortable. Thinking back now, she felt that nothing had happened, but she had a sense of regret.

Qin Rou covered her face. What was she regretting? She

must have eaten too many oysters at night and had wild thoughts.

Maybe she was really tired. Qin Rou, who was thinking wildly, fell asleep soon, and Lu Yan beside her gritted his teeth and opened his eyes.

His wife is shy and reserved during the day, but she is totally open at night. She is used to rolling in his arms, which is really torture.

The oysters just now should not be eaten.

Thinking of the look in his wife's eyes when she drank coconut water, Lu Yan, who originally wanted to do something, finally gave up the idea.

But it doesn't matter, wife, we have a long way to go.

When Qin Rou woke up, it was already light outside. Qiongzhou Island always gets light early and gets dark late, so it doesn't mean she got up late when it is so bright outside.

There is a round retro alarm clock on the bedside table, which shows that it is already seven o'clock. It is still very early, the normal time for workers to get up. Of course, if you rush to catch the subway to go to work during the rush hour, you may be late.

It is still the most comfortable to work at home.

I got up early in the morning, ate some rice noodles, drank a cup of freshly ground soy milk, and then went to the kindergarten to face the kids.

Qin Rou stretched her back. She was still unemployed and hadn't found a job.

The man next to her was gone. Qin Rou changed her clothes and walked out of the room. She found that the two kids had also gotten up. Hearing her movements, the fat boy shouted, "Auntie is up. The sun is shining on your butt!"

Qin Rou was embarrassed: "..."

She said it as if she was lazy. Obviously, it was still early, the normal time for workers to get up.

This morning, Lu Yan very consciously prepared breakfast for the three of them, a big pot of porridge, a plate of salted vegetables that he got from who knows where, four boiled eggs, a plate of chicken pancakes they bought in Guangzhou, and a plate of sliced ​​​​dried sausage.

Qin Rou: “???!!!!!!”

My clay pot rice, my drizzle, my rice.

It was Lu Yan who started it first.

Her thin rice was cooked into porridge, and her roasted drizzle was sliced ​​and steamed like this...

——You don’t have the right to speak if you don’t control the kitchen!

This bad guy!

You don’t eat steamed bread in the morning again? ! ! !

Get out of her kitchen!

You must seize the kitchen, it is a battleground for strategists.