Lobster Noodles

Aunt Feng sat behind the stove and helped to light the fire, while Song Shixia took out a handful of dried chilies from the food bag.

Aunt Feng was startled. She stood up and asked: "Can you eat it with so many peppers?"

Song Shixia raised the corners of his lips: "Spicy crayfish must be both spicy and numb to be authentic. Don't worry, the dried chilies my mother dries are not that spicy." This is at most slightly spicy, it just looks scary.

Aunt Feng was shocked: "When I saw the red pepper you put in it, I felt my hair stand on end."

After soaking the crayfish for an afternoon and spitting out all the mud and sand, Song Shixia picked up a lobster to examine it. Ji Weiqing cleaned the dirtiest part of the crayfish's head and body very cleanly, so there was no need to clean it again.

Aunt Feng stretched her neck and said, "You are really brave. I get scared when I see its claws."

Song Shixia put it back with a smile: "The bigger the pliers, the more meat there is inside. This shrimp is very plump."

Why do I feel that Xiao Song's smile is scarier than lobster pliers?

She rubbed her arms and said, "It's so hot today, but I feel a chill all over my body just from your words."

Put some thick oil in the pot and heat it up, which made Aunt Feng's heart ache.

Put the lobster into the pot and fry it once. When the surface turns red, remove it and set aside. Scoop out the excess oil in the pot, add the green onion, ginger, garlic, pepper, dried chili and other condiments into the pot and sauté them until fragrant. Next, put the shrimp, star anise and cinnamon into the pot, add water and boil over high heat. After boiling, add the condiments and white wine.

Song Shixia took out the thatched cottage and Aunt Feng stood up in fright.

"You use such expensive wine?!"

"This is an empty wine bottle. There is Erhu in it. It is not real Maotai."

Aunt Feng was relieved. The second pot was not cheap, but it was cheaper than Maotai.

"It's really scary. You use Kuanyou and Maotai liquor to make a meal. Isn't this the most expensive dish in a state-owned hotel? No wonder your cooking is delicious. You are willing to use anything."

Song Shixia smiled and shook his head: "It's not that exaggerated. Just cover the pot and simmer for a while. When the sauce is reduced over high heat, you can take it out of the pot."

Aunt Feng couldn't understand: "Why put wine in it?"

Song Shixia patiently explained: "The smell of wine will remove the fishy smell of crayfish and can also have a sterilizing effect. In fact, it would be better to put beer, but we don't have it at home."

"I was thinking, my nephew invited me to his house for dinner two days ago, but I didn't go because I had something to do that day. Later I heard that the lobster tasted like mud and there was sand in the meat. I guess he didn't cook it the right way. I remember that you cooked fish without any fishy smell, so I brought it to you."

Song Shixia quickly stir-fried the food and added the side dishes: "Just add some wine, preferably beer."

The spicy crayfish came out of the pot and she took out a bowl of it.

"What are these for?"

"I peeled the meat off the shrimp tails, rinsed them with water, and cooked some shrimp tail noodles for the kids. I didn't give them the spicy crayfish."

A large bowl of brightly colored spicy crayfish was served on the table, and the kids gathered around it curiously.

Song Shixia didn't give them chopsticks: "Children under five years old can't eat more. Each person can only eat two."

Ji Yang, Ji Yuan and Xie Yu looked at her eagerly.

Aunt Feng came out carrying a bowl.

"The noodles for you three are here. They smell so good. I want to have a bowl of them too."

Although they were not allowed to eat crayfish, there was a thick layer of shrimp tails in the bowl. It was not spicy and was full of meat.

The little guys kept looking back, each holding a bowl of noodles with a sad look in their eyes. But when they tasted the lobster noodles, they instantly forgot their obsession with eating lobster.

Song Shixia peeled two shrimps for each of the kids and placed them in front of them.

"Each person can only eat two. You can eat more when you grow up."

Ji Yang picked up the crayfish without any preparation and put it into his mouth. He was caught off guard by the spiciness and kept coughing.

Song Shixia handed him the bowl of mung bean soup, and Ji Yang drank it in big gulps.

His little face was red, it was the redness from coughing.

When the other two kids saw their brother like this, they immediately stopped eating.

Ji Yuan pushed the bowl of lobster away and said, "Mom, we don't want to eat it anymore."

Song Shixia laughed helplessly: "It's a little spicy, but I won't eat it. The shrimps in your bowls are not spicy."

Ji Yuan and Xie Yu nodded heavily.

Xie Yan and Xie Kang looked at each other, wondering if they could eat it.

Aunt Feng brought out two more bowls of noodles.

"This is the noodles I cooked for you two. Just taste it. Don't cry if you get constipated or have a sore throat."

Nini was shy, so she ran to the side with the noodles to eat.

When Song Shixia returned to his seat, a small hill of soup had already appeared in his bowl.

"Why don't you eat?"

Ji Weiqing put the shrimp in his hand into her bowl.

"Don't worry, I'll wait for you."

She stood up and said, "I'll go wash my hands and come back to peel the shrimps."

Ji Weiqing kept moving his hands: "You don't have to do anything, just sit down and eat."

Song Shixia sat beside him happily. It was so nice not having to peel the shrimps herself.

"How did you become so considerate?"

Ji Weiqing was puzzled. In her eyes, just peeling shrimps could be called considerate?

Aunt Feng watched with a smile on her face. The young couple had a really good relationship. It was estimated that they would have younger brothers and sisters soon.

Song Shixia would feed Ji Weiqing with chopsticks from time to time, but she always did it secretly when the children weren't paying attention, which felt a bit strange.

After a noisy dinner, Aunt Feng took the leftover lobsters home as a snack for Professor Xie who was working overtime.

A family of four sat on the sofa watching TV.

The two little guys insisted on squeezing in the middle, but they also wanted to be close to their mom and dad, so Ji Weiqing and Song Shixia could only hold one in their arms each.

This TV series is very heart-warming to watch, mainly because it is like a child holding a heater in his arms, and he is unwilling to let go even when he is sweating.

Children don't understand TV, and they would curiously ask why after watching a few sentences. Song Shixia threw the topic to Ji Weiqing.

"Why do they all want to beat up the good brother?"

Song Shixia played with Ji Weiqing's palm and said, "You have to ask Dad about this. Mom doesn't know either."

Ji Weiqing couldn't answer. His attention was always on his hands, which were messing around beside him, and he wasn't paying attention to the plot.

He could only answer: "Everything on TV is fake."

Ji Yang seemed to understand, "Then will they also be arrested and sent to jail if they beat someone up?"

Ji Weiqing answered casually: "Yes, how do you know that you will be arrested and imprisoned if you make a mistake?"

Before Song Shixia could stop him, Ji Yang told her how his cousin got beaten.

She quickly pulled her hand back and explained, "I've already told my eldest sister about this. They only had minor injuries and have been much more obedient since returning home. My eldest sister even thanked me."

Ji Weiqing's eyebrows twitched slightly: "They are not children who can be taken care of easily. You are worried."

Song Shixia felt relieved: "It's true that he is troublesome, but his nature is not bad. As long as he doesn't live with a doting old man, he will slowly change his personality."

"I'll send them back next time I'm not home."

Song Shixia squinted at him and said, "How could there be a next time? These two naughty kids are scared. I guess the next time they come over will be for Chinese New Year."

Ji Weiqing asked her, "Did you report this incident at school?"

Song Shixia didn't pay attention: "I don't know, but the school should handle it. Do you know Yang Wei's father, Mr. Yang?"

Ji Weiqing didn't have this person in his mind: "No impression."

No wonder Yang Wei's mother seemed a little jealous of her. It seemed that she was benefiting from Ji Weiqing's status.

"They are just ordinary teachers. They won't blame me if I call the police, right?"

Ji Weiqing didn't care: "It has nothing to do with you if they didn't teach their children well."

Ji Yuan nodded and said, "That's right, he is a bad boy!"

Song Shixia pinched his nose: "Do you know what a bad kid is?"

Ji Yuan giggled in his father's arms.

"A disobedient child is a bad child."

How could Ji Yang, who was being ravaged in Song Shixia's arms, have such a cute cub?

His younger brother was laughing happily, and Ji Yang, whose face was being pinched, was not angry at all.

After washing up and going to bed at night, Ji Weiqing put down the book and suddenly spoke.

"How did you hurt your foot?"

He saw something in the drawer.

Song Shixia lied: "It was because I was so unlucky that someone stepped on my foot while I was walking. The person was walking so fast that he stepped directly on the back of my foot. It swelled up that day."

Ji Weiqing's dark eyes stared into hers, and Song Shixia's eyes were distracted with guilt.

"Oh, I was just helping a lesbian who was taking care of a child, and someone stepped on her foot by accident."

Song Shixia climbed onto the bed and took the initiative to hook her arm around his neck: "I didn't put myself in danger this time. The man tried to run away but I tripped him. And... maybe I was lucky. This man had committed many crimes before, and he was able to rescue several victims and help the police comrades a lot."

Song Shixia felt more and more guilty as she spoke. Before Ji Weiqing left, she had promised that she would protect herself first when she was brave enough to do something righteous in the future. However, she was injured just as he left for the business trip.

She was dissatisfied: "Why don't you say anything? Professor Ji just stands there during class?"

Ji Weiqing grabbed her hand, their fingers intertwined and clasped together, his eyes lowered.

"You don't listen."

Song Shixia could only lean into his arms and act coquettishly.

"I swear, this is really, really the last time I'm going to do good things."

She tried to use her beauty to divert his attention, but no matter how she tried, the man beneath her showed no emotion at all.

Song Shixia gave up and fell on him, and even touched his mermaid line in his pajamas: "Then you can beat me up and criticize me harshly. I did a good thing but you still want to use cold violence on me. My life is so miserable."

Ji Wei stared at her quietly. Song Shixia thought he wanted to kiss her, so she leaned over to kiss him, but he pinched her chin and her mouth turned into a pout.

He looked confused: "I don't blame you. What is cold violence? It's just that my thought just now was weird." He wished he could keep her with him.

Song Shixia pouted and spoke indistinctly: "Then let go, my mouth didn't do anything wrong... um..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Weiqing's body pressed down on her, blocking her from saying anything else.

Qian Xiuzhi almost cried when she saw her husband's head wrapped in gauze.

"What's wrong with your head?"

Su Aimin grinned and said, "Nothing, I just had some minor injuries and went to the hospital for a checkup. The doctor said it was a concussion and told me to just rest at home for a few days."

Qian Xiuzhi patted his arm and said, "You were on a business trip, how could you have hurt your head?"

Su Aimin could not tell his wife the details of the mission because it was confidential, so he had trouble explaining it: "It was a rock that fell from the mountain. I was unlucky and got hit. This time it was thanks to a young comrade in the group. I didn't expect him to go out with medicinal wine at such a young age."

"You are still poor. Maybe the person who brought the medicinal wine was injured. Is it okay for you to use the medicinal wine?"

"It's okay. That young gay man is quite interesting. His wife packed the medicinal liquor for him to drink, so I said he was interesting." He is so young that he looks like an old man.

Qian Xiuzhi hugged him with tears and laughter: "Just change the subject and tease me. I was so scared that I couldn't sleep all day. Fortunately, I stayed at my dad's house for a few days before I felt better. It's been a disaster and hardship for our family recently."

Su Aimin thought he had heard it wrong.

"Your father?"

Qian Xiuzhi wiped away her tears and said, "My dad said that he would wait for you to come back and have dinner with him during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Su Aimin was confused. Could it be that his heroic deeds of being injured on duty finally touched his father-in-law?

I'm finally home after being away for half a month. I didn't sleep last night and was on the road all day today. I can finally settle down after returning home. My cat, who has been raised by my mother, almost doesn't recognize me. I'll study it in the next two days and set a regular update time.

Su Aimin and his wife can be considered important supporting characters, second only to the control group. Su Aimin is Ji Weiqing's predecessor.