Wash the bacon with hot water, cut it into thin slices, knock four eggs, make a bowl of salted meat steamed eggs, and then soak the dried potato chips, fry it with bacon and eat, the taste is also very good, the vermicelli can not be wasted, the cannon is swollen to make ants on the tree, the taste is just as good.

Finally, make a tofu egg soup with two tofu skins, don't be too fresh!

Wu Mei's movements are very neat, beating eggs, cutting meat, pouring oil and stir-frying, all in one go, the fried dishes are full of color and fragrance, and even the plating is beautiful.

Mrs. Zhang also came out to cook dinner, and was taken aback when she saw Wu Mei holding a big spatula to stir-fry vegetables, "Meimei, how did you cook?" Beware of the oil bursting. ”

"My mother accompanied my sister to the hospital and didn't come back, and no one at home cooked." Wu Mei wiped her sweat and poured a big spoonful of oil happily, whether the food is delicious or not depends on the oil, He Biyun is always stingy, only pour a little oil, fried vermicelli is not delicious at all without oil, she has to put more, hehe.

Mrs. Zhang looked at the half-empty oil pot at once, and frowned slightly, she can make dishes with this spoonful of oil, what is a child, I don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are.

However, Wu Yue's fox smell seems to be really powerful, and she has been sent to the hospital, Mrs. Zhang looked at the little girl who was humming happily, and she really didn't like He Biyun in her heart.

If it weren't for He Biyun's eccentricity being too much, how could the two sisters who should have loved each other become like fire and water?

What a sin!

"The fried dishes are quite fragrant, I will drool when I smell it."

A large plate of fried vermicelli with salted meat and garlic cloves is out of the pot, shiny and shiny, exuding a rich aroma, Mrs. Zhang can see it clearly just now, Wu Mei fried this bowl of vegetables without any water, it is strange that it is not delicious.

"Mrs. Zhang, hurry up and bring a plate, I used to eat your food in the past, and I will try my family now."

Wu Mei said with a smile, stir-frying is her most confident, she used to eat a lot of things from Mrs. Zhang, but now He Biyun is not at home, she can just repay the favor, and she is not distressed at all with He Biyun's things.

Of course, Mrs. Zhang couldn't ask for a child's things, so she waved her hand and refused again and again, so Wu Mei simply ran to Zhang's house to get the plate, pulled more than half of the plate, and smiled sweetly at the Zhang family: "I made it, keep it delicious." ”

Wu Meile brought three dishes and one soup into the room, changing her previous gloom and turning into a bright girl, which made people happy when she looked at it.

Mrs. Zhang smiled and shook her head, such a good child is really likeable, but it's a pity that it's not her daughter!

Mrs. Zhang had already prepared the meal, and the Zhang family was stunned to watch Wu Mei run in, and then run out, there was an extra plate of fragrant noodles on the table, Wu Mei, what kind of crazy is she smoking?

"Let's eat, Teacher He took Wu Yue to the hospital and didn't come back, the dinner made by Meimei specially let us taste her craftsmanship, this child has a heart!" Mrs. Zhang explained.

Zhang Zhuangzhuang, the youngest son of the Zhang family, was only ten years old, as strong as a calf, and he couldn't help but pick up a large chopstick vermicelli and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up, and he devoured it.

"It's delicious, Mom, Sister Meimei's fried dishes are so delicious!"

Zhang Zhuangzhuang couldn't wait to take another chopstick, his three elder brothers drooled when they saw it, and they all ate it, all of them were full of praise, the eldest of the four brothers was only seventeen years old, twenty-five years old, and thirty-two years old, all of them were the most edible times, and one person, one chopstick, and one plate of vermicelli were almost the same.

"Mom and Dad, eat quickly, it's really delicious."

The eldest Zhang Peng said, and the four brothers also tacitly ate other dishes and left the remaining vermicelli to their parents.