Meng Fei grinned: "Haha, they are so full that they filled two large washing basins with carrot balls. They are all made."
Meng Long was so amused that he fell backwards: "Hahaha, you are really talented. When you are done with your work, come to my house and play poker for a while. Otherwise, it will be too boring for Qiubo and I to stay here."
"Okay, I just finished my work here.
After that, Meng Fei and Meng Long went to their second uncle's house.
After entering the house, Second Aunt Qiubo's mother and Second Wife were busy in the kitchen.
As a typical Shanghai lady, the mistress knew basically nothing about cooking, but she still watched with gusto.
After all, I will be living with the Second Master in the future, so I naturally have to learn some cooking skills.
At this time, Second Aunt was using a lid to scoop the spring rolls out of the oil pan. The fried spring rolls looked like a carefully carved golden work of art.
The caramel-colored crust has an amber luster, and fine crispy bubbles are evenly distributed on the surface, like wheat waves kissed by the sun.
The thin dough curls up into spiral patterns in the high temperature, and the edges are slightly raised, forming a translucent golden lace edge, through which the dark red bean paste inside can be vaguely seen.
The oily surface has a mother-of-pearl-like halo. If you look closely, you can see sixteen overlapping folds under the pastry. Each crease is filled with shiny oil beads, reflecting an alluring rainbow under the light.
When it comes out of the pan, it still makes a slight "sizzling" sound, the oil film condensed on the crispy surface trembles like morning dew, and the hot air wafts out the aroma of burnt fireworks. Fried spring rolls, my favorite when I was a child. Meng Fei's eyes lit up. When he was a child, he didn't have much sweets, so every Chinese New Year, he would run to his second aunt's house just to have a bite of the fried spring rolls made by his second aunt.
The spring rolls fried by Second Aunt are different from those made by ordinary people. Not only are the fillings exquisite, but the dough used to wrap them is also more refined than that of other people's.
Second Aunt saw Meng Fei's look and couldn't help but grin and said, "Haha, look at how greedy you are, just like when you were a kid. Here, try that one first, and then you can eat it on the table later."
Meng Fei nodded repeatedly, reached out and grabbed one and put it into his mouth.
When you bite it lightly, you will hear a crisp "crunch" sound, and the crispy skin makes a crisp crackling sound between your teeth, like the subtle echo of stepping on dead leaves in autumn.
The hot filling gushes out instantly, and the sweet red bean filling creates layers of taste ripples in your mouth.
The temperature difference between the pastry and the filling brings a wonderful tactile experience. The outer layer is crispy and crispy, while the inside retains the sweetness and density of red beans.
If you chew it carefully, you can taste the subtle wheat aroma in the dough, which blends perfectly with the sweetness of the filling.
After swallowing, the dense fragrance still lingered between his lips and teeth, as well as a faint aftertaste of sweetness, which made Meng Fei close his eyes with a look of enjoyment on his face.
Seeing Meng Fei eating so happily, Meng Long, who was standing by, also wanted to grab one.
But Second Aunt beside him slapped him mercilessly on the back of his hand.
"Go away! You are so greedy. Eat it when it's served."
The corners of Meng Long's mouth twitched fiercely for a few times, and he said with despair:
"Mom... did you pick me up from the trash can..."
"No." Second Aunt answered decisively and forcefully.
"Then why do you give it to the dog and not to me?"
"I mean, I didn't pick you up from the dumpster, I fished you out of the shithole."
Everyone burst into laughter, and Meng Fei couldn't help laughing. With a "puff", he sprayed the chewed spring rolls in his mouth onto Meng Long's face.
The next second, the laughter in the kitchen became louder.
Meng Long ran to the basin with a dark face to wash his face, then dragged Meng Fei into the house.
At this time, the second master, the second uncle and Qiubo were sitting on the kang playing Landlord. Seeing Meng Fei and the others coming back, the second uncle hurriedly greeted them:
"Gouzi is here, hurry up, come and replace me. I'm going to go out with your second uncle to smoke a cigarette. Your second aunt is celebrating the New Year in style. Why doesn't she let me smoke in the house? You are such a jerk."
As soon as the second uncle finished speaking, the second aunt pushed the door open with a shovel in her hand.
"Meng Lao Er! I'm giving you face during the New Year and won't argue with you. Just wait until after the New Year!"
The second uncle shrank his neck and quickly looked away to look at the poker in his hand.
Second Aunt snorted coldly and went back to the kitchen.
Meng Feiqiubo and Meng Long are three younger generations
Seeing Second Aunt leave, Second Uncle straightened his back and curled his lips and said, "Humph! You don't hesitate to argue with her on New Year's Day, Long'er! Don't marry a wife like your mother in the future. She's too noisy."
Everyone burst into laughter. Second Uncle knew he had lost face, so he took out a cigarette and went out to smoke with Second Uncle.
Meng Fei played cards with Qiu Bo and Meng Long.
While playing, Meng Fei's phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw that it was from Feng Shuyi.
When the video was picked up, Feng Shuyi's big face appeared in the video.
"Hello, Brother Meng! Happy New Year~~Did you...miss me...~~"
I don't know what Feng Shuyi was doing over there, it was very noisy and I could only hear his voice vaguely.
Meng Fei smiled and responded: "Happy New Year, Happy New Year, why is it so noisy over there? What are you doing?"
The sound on the other end of the phone became louder and louder. In the end, Meng Fei could only see Feng Shuyi talking but couldn't hear what he was saying.
When Feng Shu saw that Meng Fei couldn't hear clearly, he gave a mysterious smile, waved at Meng Fei, and then hung up the phone.
This operation confused Meng Fei, and he sent another video to Feng Shu.
But the other party didn't answer. Meng Fei shrugged and simply stopped sending the message. It wouldn't be too late to send it after the other party was done with his work.
The three continued to play poker, but after a while, a roar was heard outside the house.
It was small at first, but as time went on, it got louder.
Meng Fei's eyes lit up, and he scolded with a smile: "You little brat, why are you messing with me here?"
With that, Meng Fei and the other two put on their clothes and rushed out of the house.
As soon as I went out, I saw a helicopter rapidly approaching Mengjiagou from afar, and finally landed on the open space in the center of the village.
The plane stopped and the door opened. Feng Shuyi was the first to rush out of the plane and ran straight to his grandmother.
"Grandma! Grandma! I missed you so much. How have you been these days? Are you having any difficulty adapting?"
Grandma was very happy about the arrival of her grandson. She touched Feng Shuyi's head lovingly, with her eyes slightly red.
"You little bastard, you didn't even tell grandma you were coming."
"Hehe, I just want to give you a surprise, right, Brother Meng, hehehe."
As he spoke, Feng Shuyi turned his gaze towards Meng Fei with a sly expression.
Meng Fei crossed his hands, pressing until his joints crackled, and joked: "My hands are a little itchy recently. Can you practice with me after dinner?"
Feng Shuyi waved his hands quickly: "Hey, hey, stop messing around, Brother Meng~~"
At this moment, three more people got off the plane.
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