Wen Yanqing touched his nose awkwardly, looked at Jiang Yu and said, "Wife, is there anything else I can help you with?"
For the next step, Jiang Yu was afraid that Wen's mother couldn't do it, so she did it herself.
So Jiang Yu didn't have time to deal with him at this moment. He had to stuff the steamed buns with the dumplings, and he couldn't be slow. If the fried buns were cold, they would break at the touch and would be difficult to cut.
He cut open the round fried pancake, revealing a cavity large enough in the thin and crispy crust. He deftly picked up the steamed buns and quickly stuffed them into the pancake. One, two, three, four, only after all four were stuffed in did Jiang Yu have time to help him out.
"Not yet. This is for my uncle, my eldest brother, and my eldest sister-in-law. The fried dough sticks and steamed buns may look greasy, but they're actually not greasy at all. They're also very filling, so you don't have to worry about being hungry before noon."
After Jiang Yu wrapped it in oil paper, she handed one to Mother Wen first, and then to Wen Yanqing: "Try it, how does it taste? If it tastes good, we will make a few more and pack them for my eldest brother and his wife to take away."
The golden fried cake had a big hole in it and was filled with steamed buns. The buns were white, tender and smooth, and the skin was extremely thin and translucent, with the bulging filling inside seeming to be unable to contain it.
Wen Yanqing could see the shape of the glutinous rice inside through the skin. A faint aroma of oil penetrated into her nose, occasionally mixed with the sweet and warm taste of steamed buns. As soon as she smelled the aroma, her previous fear of being too greasy was instantly thrown behind her mind.
I opened my mouth and took a bite. With a "crack", the crust broke, accompanied by a continuous crisp sound, the glutinous steamed buns were bitten open, the sweet and mellow soup overflowed, and the hot aroma lingered on the tip of the tongue. After biting it, I subconsciously "slurped" the soup, steamed buns and broken crust into my mouth. My mouth was filled with it in one bite, and it felt like it would fall out of my mouth if I wasn't careful.
The siomai are tender, their wrappers thin, and the glutinous rice is moist and soft, soaking up the broth, which blends with the rich aroma of the diced meat and the rich flavor of pepper, giving it a sticky, rich sheen. The broth is incredibly fresh, with a hint of sweetness and plenty of juice. The pepper finishes off the greasy texture of the fried cake, leaving only a light, oily aroma.
The fried cakes are crispy and fragrant, the glutinous rice is soft and sticky, the diced meat has a rich texture, and the soup is sweet and mellow. When they come together hot, they instantly wake you up in the morning.
The outer skin of the fried cake is crispy. After the steamed bun is bitten open, the soup overflows and softens the inner layer of the fried cake, so it tastes a bit chewy. The three textures of glutinous, chewy and crispy are perfectly blended together.
While eating porridge and vegetables in the morning is satisfying, eating fried dough sticks with steamed buns is a satisfying experience for both the stomach and mouth. The fried dough sticks with steamed buns are perfect for taking big bites. The aroma of the fried dough sticks and the rich texture of the steamed buns blend together, creating a truly satisfying experience.
As Jiang Yu fried another pancake, he asked, "How does it taste? Is it over-fried?"
Wen Yanqing took a big bite of the pancake, his cheeks puffed up, and he nodded continuously: "No, it's delicious." Then he handed the pancake over: "Wife, you eat it, I'll do it."
Mother Wen looked at the interaction between the two and smiled knowingly, then turned and left silently.
When they left, Wen Zizhao, the optimistic one, burst into tears and insisted on staying in Jing City with his aunt. Wen Ziyao also silently tugged at Jiang Yu's sleeve and refused to let go. In the end, it was Gu Qingli who coaxed them and said she would bring them back when their younger siblings were born. Only then did the two little guys calm down.
When Gu Qingli left, she handed Jiang Yu a small box, saying it was a gift for her. Afraid that she would refuse, she stuffed it in her hand and immediately got in the car, leaving Jiang Yu no chance to refuse.
Jiang Yu returned to the room and opened it. She was surprised to find a set of jewelry. "Yan Qing, this is too expensive. Should we return it to my sister-in-law?"
Wen Yanqing took a look and said, "It's okay. My sister-in-law probably gave it to you as a thank-you gift. My brother and sister-in-law are both quite reserved. They may not say it, but they are actually very grateful to you in their hearts. That little guy, Ayao, has been in a different mental state these past few days. Judging from his current condition, if he continues to take care of himself according to the prescription you gave him, he will be able to be like an ordinary person."
"So, wife, just keep it with peace of mind."
Jiang Yu heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and then grinned, "Then I'll be honored to refuse."
Wen Yanqing pinched her nose amusedly: "I like it that much."
Jiang Yu nodded: "That's right, I want to save a dowry for your little lover."
Wen Yanqing didn't know the meaning of the little lover, but she panicked when she heard it: "Wife, don't talk nonsense, I don't have any little lover, I only have you."
Jiang Yu burst out laughing: "Hahaha, Wen Yanqing, you are so funny."
Then he took Wen Yanqing's hand and placed it on her belly: "Here, this is your little lover. People say that a daughter is her father's little lover in his previous life. Director Wen, you said before that you hoped all three of them would be daughters. You were very fickle in your previous life."
Wen Yanqing finally understood what the term "little lover" meant. He lowered his head to look at Jiang Yu's belly, his dark eyes almost filled with tears. Then he reached out and hugged Jiang Yu, whispering in her ear, "No, I only like my little lover's mother."
Jiang Yu looked up at him with sparkling eyes, with the words "Really?" written on her face.
She was responded with a kiss.
With the departure of Wen Ziyao and the others, Jiang Yu's life returned to normal.
While Wen Yanqing is not at work yet, she is going to the hospital for an ultrasound today to find out the gender of the baby in her belly.
Old Master Wen was originally going to go with them, but he caught a cold a couple of days ago, and the weather was so cold that Jiang Yu wouldn't let him go out.
At this moment, he looked at Wen Yanqing and Jiang Yu eagerly, and said with a look of grievance: "Then you should go early and come back early, and Yanqing, you have to take good care of Xiaoyu and the child."
Wen Yanqing nodded seriously: "Yeah."
The gender of the babies will be known today, and he feels a little uneasy, fearing that the little cotton-padded jacket he has been longing for will be gone.
Mr. Wen thought about it and still felt uneasy: "Why don't you let Xiaolin go with you."
Wen Yanqing shook his head. It was a rare occasion for him to be alone with his wife, so why should he bring Uncle Lin along as a light bulb?
A few days ago, his two nephews kept dominating his wife, and as an uncle, he couldn't argue with them. After finally waiting for them to leave, he definitely wanted to stay with his wife.
Jiang Yu glanced at him and immediately understood what he meant: "No need, Grandpa, I'll be fine with Yan Qing taking care of me, and Yan Qing's colleague will also be doing a prenatal checkup today, so it's no problem."
Wen Yanqing turned his head and met her gaze, his eyes full of stars.
His wife understands him, hehe.
Old Master Wen glanced at Wen Yanqing with disdain: "Okay, then you guys go, Xiaolin and I will wait for you at home."
Jiang Yu smiled and nodded, and was helped out by Wen Yanqing.
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