Chapter 24 24. Xiaobao and Su Jing

"Then, let's give it a try?" Luo Yihang suggested.

Sui Wa nodded, and brought up the topic of tomatoes again, saying to Su Jing, "Hang Wa's family grew these tomatoes, and they said they grew particularly well this year. Let me give them to you to try."

"Okay, you take care of Xiaobao." Su Jing didn't hesitate at all. She put the child in the stroller and asked the father to look after him. She took the tomatoes and went straight into the kitchen.

After a while, he came out with a pile of things and put them on the dining table.

Small pots, small basins, small bowls, small spoons and small knives, blue, pink, yellow and white, all beautifully decorated with small flowers.

As the saying goes, for a new mother, her skills are one thing, but she must have all the tools she needs; whether the things are easy to use is another, but they must look good.

Su Jing's cooking skills are very good.

While chatting with everyone, mainly complaining about Sui Wa's laziness, his hands moved quickly.

Cut the washed tomatoes into a cross shape, put them in a small basin and scald them with boiling water. After a few minutes, take them out, tear off the skin, and cut them in half with one knife.

A domineering sweet smell spread out.

"Wow, it smells quite nice. The tomatoes grown at home have a nice flavor. The tomatoes bought from supermarkets don't have any smell at all." Su Jing praised, and without stopping, she used a small spoon to dig out the seeds.

He didn't waste it and stuffed it directly into his mouth. He exclaimed, "This is so delicious!"

Then he scooped another spoonful and stuffed it into Suiwa's mouth. "The tutorial says to remove the seeds when making tomato puree, but the little kid can't digest it. I'll give you a good deal."

There are only two spoonfuls of seeds in a tomato, and Sui Wa still wants it, so only the flesh is left. This belongs to him, and as a father he cannot take it away from him.

Chop the pulp and steam it in a small pot.

After steaming for about five minutes, Su Jing used a spoon to scoop the steamed tomatoes into a cup-like blender and blended them into a fine paste.

Let cool slightly, then pour into a small baby bowl.

She squatted in front of the stroller with a bowl in her hand, saying, "Baby, eat well."

As he said this, he pulled the bottle out of the child's mouth.

How cruel! She’s my biological mother.

The child opened his mouth to cry, and while his mouth was open, a small spoonful of tomato puree was stuffed into his mouth.

Su Jing held a spoon in one hand and took two tissues with the other hand and held them to the child's mouth, ready for the child to spit out.

It's a habitual action.

Unexpectedly, the little baby smacked his lips and swallowed it.

Not only did he swallow it, he also opened his little mouth and made noises asking for more.

One spoonful, one spoonful, and another spoonful.

After eating half a bowl of rice, he was finally full and dozed off with his eyes closed.

This child is really easy to raise. He just sleeps after eating.

Sui Wa and Su Jing were so excited that their baby could finally eat complementary food and no longer had to cry all night.

"Nothing to say, you are my brother, let's do more tomorrow." Sui Wa was so happy that he patted his chest, and then because of what he said, Su Jing also patted him.

"What did you say? Will you tell me? Luo Yihang, bring more tomorrow. How much money should be given? We will feel relieved if you are here."

Luo Yihang waved his hand, "It doesn't matter what the money is. I still ask for money to give my nephew some food."

Then he called Qiangwa, "Let's go, let's go, there's wine and water, drink some."

……

Leave Su Jing to continue looking after the child.

Luo Yihang and the other two returned to the car, and Sui Wa handed the bag in her hand to Liu Piaoliang.

In the bag were two bottles of wine that he had taken from his father-in-law's house during the Chinese New Year.

It's good to show appreciation to someone who puts down his business to help drive the car.

Liu Piaoliang refused several times, but finally accepted it.

Liu Piaoliang drove back again, and the group returned to Piaoliang BBQ.

It was already dark at this time, and the entire beer square began to fill up with people. It was bustling with activity. There were seven or eight customers sitting at the dozen or so tables at Piaoliang BBQ.

Luo Yihang's table was confiscated, and a gauze net was put over the dishes. Sui Wa kept thanking Liu Piaoliang. She pulled the people away when they came, which obviously delayed their business. Liu Piaoliang said it was okay, and reheated the cold skewers. When she came back, there was an extra lamb chop.

As a result of this incident, the other party received two bottles of wine, which is a return gift.

Luo Yihang and his two companions couldn't refuse, so they accepted the offer and continued the unfinished drinking party.

They ate, drank and chatted, mainly Sui Wa talking about married life, the joy of having children and the "hardships" of raising children.

Also, he took out his phone to show off the photo that Su Jing had just sent him. "Look, my baby is so good. He pooped so much at once. It's not dry or watery, and the color is so beautiful."

"Ugh! I'm eating!" The new dad was beaten up by two people...

Happy times always flow like water. Before we knew it, a few hours had passed. People around us gathered and dispersed, and gathered again. From time to time, someone would go on stage to sing a song, and the diners would applaud.

There was a pile of empty bottles at Luo Yihang's feet.

The wind is clear, the moon is bright, and the wine is delicious.

Qiang Wa saw Luo Yihang always looking towards the stage, pointed and suggested, "Go up and do it, you have to save your strength."

This is a regular feature of every gathering, no wonder Qiangwa finds a place with a stage.

Luo Yihang did not refuse. He stood up, shook his head, and strode onto the stage.

This small stage is quite nice, with speakers, microphones, effects, and a few musical instruments.

Liu Piaoliang came over and said, "Brother Luo, you want to sing? What should you sing? I'll help you choose."

He also has karaoke here.

Luo Yihang waved his hand and said, "I'll do it myself," and picked up a guitar from the instrument stand behind the stage. He didn't know how to play drums or bass.

It's an electric guitar.

I plucked it twice and the tone was quite accurate. It is well maintained.

He got on his lap, stood in front of the microphone, and yelled, "Let's get some energy!"

The diners nearby all turned their heads.

Qiangwa, Suiwa and Liu Piaoliang were standing on the stage, swaying.

Luo Yihang didn't waste any words. He plucked the strings and played the prelude. Dad, dang, dang, dang, dang. After two simple cycles, he continued, dang, dang, dang.

"It sounds a bit familiar." Qiangwa said without waiting for anyone else to respond.

Luo Yihang started singing directly.

"Miss!"

"a Ha!"

"I really want to sing love songs and watch the most beautiful fireworks; wandering in the city, my heart trembles for love; I once got lost in the wind and rain, and I fell in love with loneliness..."

How could it not sound familiar? The familiar tune, the familiar lyrics, it’s as if I’ve arrived at a familiar square.

Hahahaha, everyone present burst into laughter at first, and then couldn't help but start twisting their bodies along.

This song is magical.

Luo Yihang’s singing is even more magical.

After practicing Qingyin Gong for several months, Luo Yihang, who was originally a microphone master, is now no worse than a professional singer.

He can raise the high notes, suppress the low notes, and switch between male and female voices with ease.

One word, transparent.

While playing, Luo Yihang used his index finger as a fulcrum and continuously struck the same string with his middle finger, ring finger and little finger, adding some electronic music effects. His playing was quite trendy and fancy, and even more magical.

After a few words, it turned into a chorus
Liu Piaoliang raised her hands high in the audience, gave two thumbs up, and shouted "Awesome!"

Then he turned to Qiang Wa and said, "No wonder Brother Luo didn't want to request songs, awesome, really awesome!"

As a result, I saw Qiangwa holding up his mobile phone and taking pictures.

Liu Piaoliang suddenly came to her senses and quickly took out her cell phone to take a picture.

He took wide panoramas.

(End of this chapter)