Breakfast was served, as sumptuous as usual. When everything was served, I found that there was also soy milk and fried dough sticks.
At this time, Gu Lingguo and Fang Guozhong came back together. They were sweating profusely and took off their outer cotton coats. Their inner clothes were already soaked with sweat and they looked really embarrassed.
"You're back. Go take a shower and come over for dinner." Zhong Yuxiu said. The two of them went to the bathroom one after another, took a quick shower, and changed into clean clothes.
"Mr. Yan, Comrade Yan, Comrade Zhong, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Gu Lingguo came over wiping his wet hair, but Fang Guozhong didn't wipe it since his hair was no longer dripping with water.
Zhong Yuxiu didn't care much, "Let's go, it's time to eat."
She walked over to Yan Guofeng and helped him put the three little kids on the crib. "Grandpa, do you need help?"
"No need. I'm not too old to move." Yan Guofeng waved his hand and walked past her to the dining room; Zhong Yuxiu and Yan Rushan followed closely behind him. Gu Lingguo put down his towel and followed with Fang Guozhong.
Wang Daya and Gong Zhaodi heard the noise and came out of the kitchen. The group sat down around the table.
Zhong Yuxiu looked at the seven or eight fried dough sticks on the table, confused. "When were these fried dough sticks made?"
Frying dough sticks requires a lot of oil, and even if there is a range hood in the kitchen, there will still be some oily smell, so it is impossible for there to be no smell; but when she entered the kitchen, there was indeed no smell in the kitchen.
"Comrade Zhong, they were fried early this morning using the leftover oil from yesterday." Wang Daya said, "Look, there are still some meat scraps on the fried dough sticks."
Zhong Yuxiu looked in the direction she was pointing and indeed saw meat. "Is that so? From now on, don't reuse leftover oil, especially used oil. Used oil has been drained of its nutrients and doesn't have much nutritional value."
"Okay, I'll take note of it." Wang Daya responded solemnly.
These days, with reform and opening up, the economic situation of every household has improved a little; some families cannot afford to eat greasy food every meal. Wang Daya is used to the thinking of the poor, and it is impossible for other families to pour away the leftover oil.
However, each family has its own way of living.
Gong Zhaodi glanced at Wang Daya, then at Zhong Yuxiu, and finally lowered her eyelids; she felt it was a waste, but it was not her place to speak such words. The Zhong family was well off, with plenty of food and drink, and even more so, plenty of oil.
Yan Rushan would send back some rapeseed oil, peanut oil, and pork fat from time to time, and there was never a shortage of meat; the Zhong family never lacked oil and water, and they were indeed well-off and particular about food.
"Eat." Zhong Yuxiu first served the old man a bowl of red bean, barley and lily porridge and placed it in front of him: "Grandpa, please try Aunt Wang and Aunt Gong's cooking. It looks delicious."
Yan Guofeng took it with a smile, "You eat too, don't worry about me."
"good."
As soon as Zhong Yuxiu sat up straight, Yan Rushan's splendid red bean, barley and lily porridge was placed in front of her. She thanked him with a smile, "Brother Yan, let's eat."
"Eat." Yan Rushan nodded and added another bun for her. "Eat more."
Zhong Yuxiu nodded, and they started to eat. Gu Lingguo, Fang Guozhong and others also started to eat. After a breakfast, not only did they finish all the food on the table, but they even drank up all the soy milk.
Wang Daya, Gu Lingguo and others cleaned up the table. Yan Rushan took the money and went out. Zhong Yuxiu accompanied Yan Guofeng to the small bed in the living room to accompany his son.
The three little balls woke up, opened their big round eyes and looked around, looking very energetic.
"What are they looking at? Grandpa, look how their eyes are moving around." Yuxiu squatted beside the crib with great interest. She spent little time with her sons; once she had some free time, she would look at her sons and find their every move particularly vivid.
It seems that just looking at them can make me feel better.
Yan Guofeng said: "They look at the things around them and will play by themselves once they are familiar with them. They cry when they are hungry, and if they are not given milk, they will cry loudly soon. They frown and groan when they need to urinate or defecate, which means they are uncomfortable."
"How clever! As expected of my sons, they know how to express their wishes."
That's true, Yan Guofeng nodded in agreement. "My three great-grandchildren are indeed smart. When they look at you, sometimes I think they know I'm their great-grandfather."
"It's not that mysterious." Zhong Yuxiu chuckled.
Yan Guofeng said, "They! They will definitely be naughty when they grow up. Now they know how to tease people. A few days ago, I played hand-biting with them. They actually knew to put their hands to their mouths, and when I opened my mouth, they immediately retracted their hands. They were having a lot of fun. They did it over and over again. If I didn't cooperate, they would even make a sound, as if asking me why I didn't bite anymore."
"Really?" Yuxiu came over and bit Liming's little paw.
Little Yan Liming giggled and retracted his hand, staring at her from side to side, showing his gums and laughing heartily.
Zhong Yuxiu chuckled and touched the corner of his mouth, "Grandpa, Li Ming has grown teeth, small teeth now."
"I've had it for the past two days, and I've been drooling a lot these past few days." Yan Guofeng wasn't surprised. As someone who takes care of children every day, he naturally noticed their teeth coming in early. "Li Ming has two front teeth, and now only a few white teeth are visible. Li Ji and Li Zhen have also grown in, but their teeth are coming in faster, and they already have three."
"You can eat complementary food now." The little Tuanzi's teeth have grown, which means he needs to eat complementary food, and he can be weaned after he is one year old.
Yan Guofeng smiled and nodded, "That's fine indeed. How about giving them some meat today?"
"What do you start your meal with?" Zhong Yuxiu was quite curious about this. She still remembered that in ancient times, little kids basically started their meal with minced meat. Of course, you were a child of an aristocrat, and common people ate a variety of complementary foods, and there was no set limit on the types.
"Meat, vegetables, or steamed buns?" Yan Guofeng smiled. When it came to his great-grandson, he had endless patience. "Children can't eat anything too salty or spicy, and they shouldn't eat anything strong. Apart from these, there aren't many meat-related dishes that are suitable."
Zhong Yuxiu looked at the three little kids and said, "Steamed buns, that's not so particular, what do you think?"
"The steamed buns are great. They'll have endless supply of them in the future."
"Have you finished eating the buns and steamed buns?" Otherwise, I can still watch my sons eat meat.
Yan Guofeng said: "Comrade Wang, Comrade Gong."
"Mr. Yan, are you calling us?" Wang Daya and Gong Zhaodi appeared at the kitchen door.
"Are there any more steamed buns?"
Wang Daya nodded. "There's still a box of buns in the steamer. Would you and Comrade Zhong like some?"
"Bring some out." Yan Guofeng looked at Zhong Yuxiu, who was looking back at him with a smile. Yan Guofeng pointed to the kitchen and said, "They always make more when they cook. People in our family have big appetites, so if we don't, we might not have enough to eat."
I always make a little extra just in case.
Zhong Yuxiu understood. Wang Daya brought four big, plump, white buns. "Mr. Yan, Comrade Zhong, the buns are here. What are these for you two..."
They just had dinner, it’s impossible that they want to eat.
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