Seaside picnics are naturally indispensable for seafood.

Taking into account the tender stomachs of the two children, a pot of hot and sticky seafood porridge is essential.

"This is a crab, with eight legs, walking sideways."

Tang Yuanzheng squeezed out the fattest big flying crab from the full bamboo basket, cleaned and shelled neatly, and picked out the tenderest crab meat with a knife tip. Turn and pick into the bubbling clay pot.

The golden millet porridge in the clay pot has been boiled with rice oil, the color is attractive, the aroma is fragrant, and with the addition of crab meat, it is even more umami.

Tang Jun pulled his sister to listen to his father's class on marine biology, his two raised faces were full of seriousness.

"Dad, don't you have crab roe?"

Jian Qingtong smiled and wanted to help explain that your father couldn't have crab roe, the gender was wrong, and the species was wrong.

Tang Yuanzheng obviously did not have the same naive brain hole as his wife, and explained calmly:

"This crab is male, female crabs have crab roe, and male crabs have crab paste."

Jian Qingtong was watching a good show, waiting for Tang Shiwan Why? Jun continued to ask, and saw Tang Yuanzheng tugging twice in the basket, picking out another big crab and breaking it open, indicating:

"This one has yellow."

Tang Jun and Tang Guo's little brothers and sisters were wowed with admiration, eyes wide. Watching Dad put the delicious ingredients into the pot, he swallowed in unison.

"This is a sea cucumber, don't look ugly, it has high nutritional value."

"This is a sea prawn, you must pick the shrimp line before eating it."

"This is a scallop with scallop edges and scallops inside."

"This is a sea oyster. , it’s fresh even if eaten raw.”

“This is a cuttlefish, it can spray ink.”

“This is a small yellow flower with thick flesh and few thorns, and it looks pretty good.”

“This is a sea melon seed, with a big shell and little meat, and it is not shipped. But it tastes good."

"These are almost enough in the porridge. Don't put the rest in it. I'll teach you to recognize it. This is a conch, this is a starfish, this is an anemone..."

Jian Qingtong added two sticks of wood to the fire and took it. The wooden spoon stirred the porridge in the clay pot at a constant speed, listening to the parent-child class next to him with a smile, and my heart was peaceful.

The years are quiet, nothing more than that.

"The porridge is ready, it's time for dinner."

Facts have proved that it is very difficult for snack food lovers to forget to eat and sleep in order to learn knowledge.

As the aroma of seafood porridge was aroused, the two little ones who were listening to his father could no longer concentrate, and frequently deserted to look at his mother, and the frequency of swallowing increased significantly, which made Jian Qingtong laugh.

"I'm coming, be careful!"

Tang Yuanzheng stepped forward, snatched the bowl and spoon from his wife's hand, and announced aggressively,

"You wash your hands and sit down."

He glanced at the two children sitting obediently at the dinner table, and leaned into her ear again Side whispered: "Don't eat too much, I'll grill two more fish for you."

Is this a small stove for her?

Jian Qingtong's eyebrows and eyes are curved and she is OK, indicating that she has received it.

Children can't eat grilled fish, so let's fill their stomachs with nutritious and delicious seafood porridge first.

Jian Qingtong washed her hands and went back to the tent to sit down. When the sea breeze blew, her hands still felt a little cold.

She subconsciously glanced at the top of Tang Yuanzheng's head, his short head had been dried, and there was no trace of the embarrassment of going into the sea in the early morning.

Jian Qingtong's conscience cheered, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick up the porridge bowl that he brought, and condoled with a soft voice:

"Is the sea cold? Hurry up and have a warm porridge first, don't catch a cold."

Tang Jun and Tang Guo also worried. Looking over, he obviously remembered this.

It's no wonder that the child is not caring. It's really because King Yan of Tang is very capable and the image of a tough guy is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. No matter how big things are, it can't be difficult for him. The two children have always regarded him as an invulnerable hero. Naturally, they can't think of anywhere else.

"Is Dad okay? Dad, sit down and take a rest, I'll see if your forehead is hot."

Tang Yuanzheng avoided his mother's caring hands, put the porridge bowl firmly in front of them, and took the initiative to put the probe on his son's forehead. Even with the rain and dew on the ground, he didn't forget to post his daughter. He smiled and rubbed the heads of the two of them and said,

"Don't worry, Dad is in good health. This little thing is nothing."

After comforting the two children, he turned his head to look at his eyes with a smile . His daughter-in-law, her heart felt as warm as when she was lying on her heated kang in the cold winter and twelfth lunar day, she couldn't help but lowered her voice and asked,

"Would you like to try it too?"

Jian Qingtong gave him a white look, thinking that this person was still pushing his nose on his face. Take Joe on, she's not used to his troubles.

Jian Qingtong restrained her smile and replied seriously:

"I tried it, the porridge is delicious, as expected of me boiled it."

Tang Yuanzheng was stunned, seeing the joking in her eyes, and nodded with a smile:

"That's right, my daughter-in-law is smart. Smart and ingenious, he can learn everything quickly, and the level of cooking porridge is naturally first-class!"

Jian Qingtong was actually made a big red face by him.

She knows how to cook, but she can't afford to close her eyes like this.

"Eat it while it's hot, sweat a little, and ward off the cold." At

the moment of food, Jian Qingtong was not interested in playing fancy with him, so he hastily dismissed him.

Tang Yuanzheng glanced at her red ears and made a low hum. Seeing that she was eating carefully, he also scooped up a spoonful of porridge to cool it and fed it into the mouth of the little girl who had been anxiously waiting.

"Tang Jun eat slowly, and be careful of being scalded."

"Got it, Dad, hiss, it's delicious!"

Jian Qingtong took a sip of the hot porridge full of fresh fragrance, and looked at the boundless sea. The sunrise was in the east and the sky was clear.

Fan Wenzheng is a talented man. He can describe the beautiful scenery in front of him in just a few words. He is really the light of our generation.

Jian Qingtong, with a little guilt, exalted himself to the list of ancestors and friends, unilaterally being a good old friend, and he was very happy.

Tang Yuanzheng patiently fed his little girl, and cleaned up the hot porridge left in the clay pot in twos and threes. He really forced out a hot sweat, and the pores all over his body were dilated, not to mention how happy.

"Tang Jun takes his sister to play, don't go to the water."

"I know Dad."

Tang Yuanzheng dismissed the two well-fed little guys and skillfully grilled fish on fire.

It's not that he bragged. In the past few years in the army, he has practiced more than a hundred times in the field. The skill of grilling fish and roasting meat has been practiced long ago. Anyone who eats it has to praise it, otherwise it is not good to be ugly in front of his daughter-in-law.

It was rare for his daughter-in-law to be happy today, but he didn't want to lose his daughter-in-law's enthusiasm. Naturally, he had to use his whole body for performance.

Tang Yuanzheng is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart and has an almost beast-like instinct for the perception of other people's emotions.

Whether his daughter-in-law is really happy or fake, he can tell without looking at it.

That's right, there must be a comparison in everything. Before seeing his daughter-in-law, who had a brand-new look today, he didn't know that his daughter-in-law was really happy and she looked like this.

It made her even more indifferent to her previous attitude towards him.

Just three words, don't care.

The words that Zheng Jing had persuaded him before suddenly came to his mind.

Tang Yuanzheng did not admit that the kid was right, and he would not regret it. It was pointless and a waste of time. If you have time to regret, it is better to think about how to remedy it.

Take his daughter-in-law as an example. Although she doesn't care so much about herself, she still cares two points. Just now, she was worried about whether she would catch a cold when she went to sea, which shows that she is actually very soft-hearted and kind.

It's really nice to be cared for by my daughter-in-law.

When Tang Yuanzheng got to Longwangshu, he wanted to be hung up on his daughter-in-law's daily diary.

"Are you alright?"

Jian Qingtong was wiping the small dining table with a rag, and when she heard him cough, she turned her head and asked with concern.

If he really catches a cold, he can't, he has to be isolated, but don't infect the two children, it's very troublesome for the children to get sick.

Tang Yuanzheng was refreshed, raised his chest and raised his head like a chicken blood, his anger was in his dantian, and he said eloquently:

"It's okay, I accidentally choked on the smoke for a while, don't worry, I'm in good health!"

Jian Qingtong Glancing at the fire in front of him, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

The three big fat fish skewered on the branches have been grilled to the point of grease, occasionally dripping into the fire, and then a fire bursts into the air, and the smoke rises everywhere.

"Here."

Jian Qingtong saw that he was working hard, so he took out a mask from his pocket and handed it over to reward the firefighters.

"Thank you, my daughter-in-law, or my daughter-in-law loves me."

Tang Yuanzheng grabbed his daughter-in-law's little hand, and his eyes were slightly red with emotion.

Jian Qingtong looked at him suspiciously and then at the fish, not embarrassed to question his skills face to face.

Baked a fish choked to tears, this seems to be a proper novice, and the expectations for the finished product should not be too high.

Jian Qingtong regretted not drinking more porridge just now. She's not really an adventurous person, so the porridge is at least quite successful.

But there's that saying that there is no credit and hard work. She has no right to pick and choose, so don't be too hard on people.

"It's fine after baking these three, don't work too hard."

She said politely.

Tang Yuanzheng's eyes were even redder, he squeezed her little hand, and his heart was warm:

"Don't worry, daughter-in-law, I know what to do. You go back to the tent and sit, it's windy and smoky here, and if you smoke again, the fish will be fine soon. Jian

Qingtong felt that the man was going crazy, and he dared to flirt with her in front of the two children

. Qingtong glanced back at Tang Yuanzheng, who was inexplicably excited, picked up the arm that got goosebumps raised by the sea breeze, and stepped up to walk to the temporary camp tent. "Tang Jun touches my sister's hand if it's cold, and if it's cold, come back quickly." "Mom, sister's hand is warm!" "Are you cold?" "I'm not cold either!" Jian Qingtong asked from a distance, seeing the two children Squatting on the beach had a lot of fun, and it didn't bother you much. Going back to the tent, I took out the camera that Tang Yuanzheng borrowed and took a few pictures. I didn't think it was enough, so I just took out the drawing board and drew it, and by the way, I was able to watch the two children. "Daughter-in-law eats fish." Tang Yuanzheng tried his best to grill the fish, selected the most satisfying one, and ran over to offer the treasure. Jian Qingtong kept the paintbrush in his hand, and said casually: "You eat first, I'll wait." Tang Yuanzheng glanced at the drawing board, frowning slightly, the wife's painting is very good, Jingmei is beautiful, but she didn't paint him. Unwilling to be lonely, Tang Yan Wang took the initiative to find a sense of existence, turned the fragrant grilled fish, and brought the tenderest fish belly to his wife's mouth: "It's okay, you draw yours, I'll feed you, and the grilled fish must be eaten while it's hot, Don't worry, there's no stab here. Open your mouth, ah-"

Jian Qingtong, who had been thinking about the painting for the most part, opened her mouth reflexively, and her eyes lit up as soon as she entered the scorched and tender fish:

"Oh, it's delicious!"

BBQ, YYDS!

Tang Yuanzheng successfully grabbed his daughter-in-law's attention, and raised his eyebrows proudly:

"Fragrant, right?"

Jian Qingtong nodded repeatedly, showing two thumbs, thinking that the paintbrush in his hand was getting in the way, and put it down to pick up the grilled fish:

"Super fragrant! The craftsmanship can go to open a shop."

Tang Yuanzheng smiled complacently, handed the grilled fish to his wife, and ate it with a big mouthful.

"Dad, you eat alone!" The

aroma of grilled fish was already sultry, and the seasonings sprinkled by Tang Yuanzheng were even more overbearing, and the two little greedy cats were hooked at once.

Tang Jun eagerly wanted to come over to participate, but his sister was not able to sprint fast, so she had to jump on the spot and accuse.

Jian Qingtong ate his mouth full of oil, squinting his eyes and waiting to see the good show of father and son grabbing food.

Tang Yuanzheng put on a preaching face:

"You children can't eat the grilled fish, and you can't eat it. Besides, aren't you just full, and you still have stomachs to eat? You can't be greedy, and you must eat in moderation!

" Still full of dissatisfaction.

His dad was too cunning, he made it clear that he was using them against them. He didn't want to give them delicious food, he just wanted to eat alone!

"Eat something that won't get angry, so I'll have a taste, Mom?"

Yihua Tang Jun's little brain turned fast, and he didn't dare to confront his father, so he turned to his mother for help.

Jian Qingtong, who was eating fish and watching a play, never expected that the flames of war would burn on her. She waved her hands and pointed at Tang Yuanzheng, who was black-faced beside her, and whispered:

"It's no use begging me, the chef is here."

Tang Yuanzheng always eats fast. In the blink of an eye, only the head and tail and the ribs in the middle of the two fish are left. They eat more cleanly than her family Mimi, and there is no share for the little guy.

As for this one in her hand, um, she has eaten it, so it's not good to split it out, right? Unhygienic.

Jian Qingtong turned around with the grilled fish without any guilt, exited the battlefield, and enjoyed the food alone.

The sea view barbecue is a perfect match, and even more so if you have a can of cold beer, as well as drinks.

Jian Qingtong was eager to move, and there was still stock in the space, so there was no chance of eating alone.

It's a pity that the idea is beautiful and the reality is skinny, and the greedy foodies have amazing fighting power, and even Tang Yanwang can't hold back, let alone get away.

After a long period of fuss, the two sides took a step back, and Tang Yuanzheng re-grilled another fish for the two children, and then tore off the skin of the fish and gave the two children two bites of light and tender fish.

"The whole family needs to be neat and tidy, and there can be no less than one, otherwise it will be unfair."

Tang Jun is still good at getting cheap, and he teaches his parents seriously.

Tang Guo nodded like a repeater:

"No Dongping!"

Tang Jun's momentum suddenly vented, but he had no choice but to bend over to correct his sister:

"It's not Dongping, it's fair, G-ONG, the father of Taiyang, not the east of things."

Tang Guo slapped her big eyes and parroted her tongue:

"It's not a thing."

Tang Jun frowned:

"You can't scold. It's a man, read it with me, Master G-ONG."

Tang Guo slapped his brother's face with a small slap, thinking he was making a face with him As he was playing, he laughed and laughed at him:

"Ugly, my brother is ugly, Guoguo Biaoyan!"

"Hey, you little stinky beauty, my brother taught you to talk, don't make faces, you're foul..."

two brothers and sisters bickered, quickly reconciled, picked up stones, wrote, painted, built a house on the flat beach, and had a lot of fun.

Jian Qingtong finished the painting with a smile, looked at the pictures of her loving siblings playing at the beach with satisfaction, and her mood was as bright as a clear summer sky.

"Daughter-in-law, why don't you add me? It's not fair."

Tang Yuanzheng picked up the bonfire and kitchen waste, picked up two beautiful stone shells in his pockets, and prepared to grind a string of wind chimes for his daughter-in-law to hang for play. I didn't give myself any points, so I deliberately got close to the two boys and walked around. I didn't expect to come back and see that he was still missing on the screen.

Jian Qingtong glanced at him, and kept putting away the picture clip in his hand, and said perfunctorily:

"It's getting late, the sun should be drying if we continue playing, and we have to go to the zoo, let's go."

Tang Yuanzheng pulled his face down. Don't, I'm willing to return without success. Seeing my daughter-in-law really doesn't give face, I rolled my eyes and grabbed her:

"It's okay if you don't paint, let's take a picture? Tang Jun, come over and take a picture of me and your mother. Take a photo."

Jian Qingtong hurriedly didn't stop him, glanced at the two little ones who were rushing towards this side, and whispered to him:

"You are recruiting children again! You will make a fuss later."

Tang Yuanzheng just thought He said back, I coaxed and I coaxed, and suddenly I thought about it: Tang Jun, that boy likes to join in no matter how busy he is, how can he leave him alone when taking pictures? Failed!