Chapter 1327: Chapter 1327: Radish atballs 2 Chapter 1327: Chapter 1327: Radish atballs 2 The oil reached a dium-high heat, so Feng Qingxue asked Lu Jiang to turn it down to a low fla.
She tied on an apron herself, washed her hands, and asked Ping Zhengkai to help move the basin filled with radish stuffing to the stove. She reached in, grabbed a clump of stuffing, squeezed out a yolk-sized ball, and gently placed it in the oil pan, where it imdiately began to sizzle and pop.
One atball after another went into the pot. Once they were fried to a golden brown, she would scoop them out with a skimr to drain, then placed them in the bamboo basket.
A pancake was spread out at the bottom of the bamboo basket, so the oil from the atballs wouldn’t get on the basket itself.
While she continued to drop newly ford atballs into the hot oil, Feng Qingxue called out to Ping Zhengkai, “There are chopsticks over there. Try one!”
Ping Zhengkai was embarrassed, “How could I? Sister-in-law, we should wait for the kids to co back and eat together.”
Just as he was about to continue, Erxiong burst into tears, running in from outside, stopping right in front of Feng Qingxue with his chubby hands wiping away tears, “Mommy, Mommy, big brother hit , big brother hit , you must spank big brother’s butt!”
“Stay back, be careful of the hot oil splattering and burning you.” Feng Qingxue wasn’t too concerned about who hit her son, but when she looked down at his pitifully chubby face, she finally offered a bit of sympathy and gently asked, “Big brother hit you, huh? Tell , why did he hit you?”
The troublemaking child giggled without saying a word, knowing it was his own fault.
Xibao followed him in, huffing angrily, “It’s so embarrassing, it’s not like we don’t have any at ho. He saw Du Zhong from Aunt Shuixian’s carrying a little wooden gun, grabbed it and ran. When Du Zhong wouldn’t let go, he tried to snatch it and ended up pushing him over!”
While saying this, Xibao poked Erxiong’s forehead.
“You deserve a spanking,” Feng Qingxue said, losing all pity for her son. “How many tis have I told you? Why can’t you rember? Erxiong, don’t hit people randomly, don’t just snatch other people’s things. If you want sothing, co back and tell mommy and daddy, we will figure it out for you. You are not allowed to take other people’s things, got it?”
Lu Erxiong nodded and nodded, standing on tiptoe to look at the atballs in the bamboo basket, then reached for them, “atballs! I want atballs!”
Seeing this, it was clear he had a selective hearing.
Feng Qingxue, exasperated, nudged his little butt with her foot—her hands were full, so she could only use her feet.
“Mommy, you spanked my butt!” Xiongxiong covered his behind with his hands, hopping on the spot, and then he ran to Lu Jiang to tattle, “Daddy, Daddy, Mommy spanked my butt!”
Lu Jiang glanced at him sideways, “You deserved it!”
“You are all an!” Lu Erxiong was as aggrieved as anything, and ran to Ping Zhengkai, looking up at him, “Uncle, atball!”
Ping Zhengkai let out a hearty laugh, picked up a atball with chopsticks, blew on it until it was cool, and then let him bite into it.
Erxiong grabbed it in his palm without any hesitation and imdiately demanded, “More!”
“You haven’t washed your hands, stinky bear!” Xibao quickly pulled him to wash his hands, and he washed his own, too. But he still gave the atball he had handled to Lu Erxiong to eat, so that no one else would eat the one touched by his dirty hands.
Now, Lu Erxiong held two atballs in his left hand, two in his right, and continued to eat.
Feng Qingxue scooped a bowl of atballs for Xibao, “Go, take these to Aunt Shuixian and tell them it’s for Du Zhong to eat, then bring a bowl each to Aunt Xiaocui and Aunt Panpan when you co back.”
Xibao opened his mouth for Ping Zhengkai to feed him a atball, then walked out carrying the thick porcelain bowl.
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