Men swear to be young, this really makes sense
My husband is that kind, at the age of thirty, but he is still a child in life
This is not what it is today. After eating steamed buns at home in the morning, you can't give away noodles and steamed buns. I can only give away noodles. Although I don't like eating noodles very much, but people like to eat them. In order not to get angry and don't want to be unhappy, then make
noodles after reconciling, I said to my husband, go to bed and put a clean cloth, I put the kneaded noodles into the quilt, but people don't listen, and say it's enough to put it on the sofa. Our living room is warm and you will definitely give it well. You believe me. I couldn't persuade him, so I put it on the sofa. I thought I really couldn't get well, so I put it in the quilt when I came back in the afternoon and could open the electric blanket.
As expected, the noodles were not opened when they came back in the afternoon, so they could only put them in the quilt, the electric blanket was opened, and the delivery was done. My husband wanted to eat fried dough sticks again.
I thought to myself that after I sent the noodles, I could use the noodles as a little fried dough stick, so I decided to make steamed buns and leave some fried dough sticks.
Exhaust the noodles and prepare to steam the buns. Let my husband add water to the pot. After the water boils, start putting the steamed buns into the pot and steam them, and then time them for 45 minutes.
My husband also wanted to do this, and then I waited 50 minutes before starting to put the steamed buns out of the pot.
A strange thing happened to the steamed buns out of the pot. Several steamed buns, especially the steamed buns on the top layer, were hard in the middle and felt like they were unfamiliar.
My husband said that I must have had no second wake-up of steamed buns. I think it is impossible. I have already had second wake-up when I put the pot, and the steamed buns have been woken up again in the pot, and it is not the ones used when the water is boiling.
I asked my husband, did you have the heat in the middle?
My husband said yes, when he saw the water boiling and it was smoked, so he changed it to a small fire. After I heard this, it was so angry that steaming buns must be high. If the fire is low, the steaming buns cannot be ignorant, which is equivalent to piping the buns to death. The same is true for frying fried dough sticks in the middle of the night. I still have to fry the dough sticks. I put some loosening agent in the noodles, added some salt, and added some oil, otherwise it would be hard and sticky.
20 minutes after waking off, I asked my husband to put some oil on the panel to prevent the anti-hauled dough from sticking to the panel. My husband didn't believe it, so he poured the anti-hauled dough on the panel. The sticky fried dough was everywhere. The first pot was fried. I said you taste the salty and light. My husband said it was delicious. It was delicious even if people sold it. I thought to myself that you were just a ball of waking off.
Sure enough, I tasted one after the fried stuff. Light salt. Fried stuff will be a little salty and a little greasy when it is light salty.
I was so angry that I took quick-acting heart-saving pills to relieve it. I said, "Did you do it on purpose every time, so you're so angry that I'll inherit my insurance of 160,000 yuan?"
My husband said, I think I have to buy insurance, because I must die in front of you, so that you are the insurance recipient and you will not have no living expenses.
It is really a pitfall every time I listen to my husband's words in life, and I can piss myself to death every time.
