Chapter 36 Picking things up
Han Jiangxue fried the bamboo shoots in twos and twos. Seeing that there was still some rice left from yesterday, she cooked a small pot of porridge.
Shen Yibo eats bamboo shoots, and some porridge is enough for her.
After the porridge and bamboo shoots were ready, she brought the food to the yard. Shen Yibo was already very hungry. Seeing that it was fried pork with bamboo shoots, the little meaty face thanked him cheerfully: "Thank you, Mom!"
"You're welcome, eat quickly, son." Han Jiangxue served two bowls of porridge, one for her and one for Xiao Yibo.
Shen Yibo saw that the porridge was a bit hot, so he ate fried pork with sliced bamboo shoots first. The meat was really fragrant, but the bamboo shoots seemed to have a weird taste, but for him who loves to eat, it was acceptable.
【Looking at how delicious the meat Xiao Yibo eats, I'm really worried for him! I hope it won't cause stomach trouble again. 】
【Is the one in front the leaf-pointed powder? What are you talking about, making trouble, right? Our Xiaoxue will harm our baby? 】
Lin Qianqian usually likes to eat vegetables, so fried bamboo shoots are no problem for her. She knows that the bamboo shoots need to be poked with water first, so as not to have astringent taste, so she made a stir-fried bamboo shoots very easily. Come.
But their family has no staple food, when she brought fried bamboo shoots to the dining table, Ye Zhen Zhen gave her a bowl of noodle soup and two poached eggs, which solved her and Xiao Yu's breakfast problem.
From last night to this morning, Lin Qianqian felt that what Ye Zhenzhen did to their mother and daughter was undoubtedly a timely help.
In the variety shows, everyone would want to gain attention and focus, but she could feel that Ye Zhen Zhen really wanted to help their mother and daughter.
In her heart, she refuted all the previous rumors about Ye Zhenzhen, and at the same time, she was very grateful to Ye Zhenzhen and her mother.
【Looking at it for the past two days, I really think Ye Zhenzhen is pretty good! 】
【cut! Pretend, who wouldn't! 】
【Smugglers don’t have any brains, go for it if you have the ability, go for it if you can. 】
In comparison, Wu Yuerou is much worse. Wu Yuerou doesn't know how to make bamboo shoots, and there is not much rice left. She made some porridge with clear soup and little water. Looking around a bowl of clear porridge, you can almost count how many grains of rice are shabby come over.
There were no ingredients for the fried bamboo shoots, so she just smashed the pot and threw it into the pot. She started to put some seasonings casually, but after taking it out of the pot and tasting it, she didn’t know if it was her illusion. A strange taste lingered in her throat.
Wu Yuerou sighed, that's it, let's deal with it first.
At the dining table, An Ruilin took a sip of the porridge cooked by Wu Yuerou and spat it out, "Ah! This porridge is so bitter, I don't want it, I don't want it."
Seeing her son making trouble, Wu Yuerou also sighed inwardly, she couldn't even drink the porridge herself, let alone Xiao Ruilin.
But now there is really nothing to eat, so she can only bite the bullet and comfort her son, "Good boy, Ruilin, we only have this in the morning, let's have some porridge first, and mom will cook something delicious for you at noon, okay?"
"I don't, I don't, this tastes terrible!" An Ruilin turned his head and saw the poached eggs in Song Yuchen's bowl, his eyes lit up, pointed at Song Yuchen's bowl and said loudly, "I want to eat Xiaochen's poached eggs! "
Holding the chopsticks in his little hand, Song Yuchen picked up the poached egg in the bowl and took a bite without even raising his eyelids. Then he picked up a handful of noodles and ate it, only to find that there was a poached egg at the bottom of the bowl.
An Ruilin was about to cry again, but he stared at the poached egg that appeared in Song Yuchen's bowl again, and shouted, "I want to eat that!"
Song Yuchen still didn't speak, and repeated the same action as before, picked up a new poached egg and took a bite, and took a bite of noodles.
An Ruilin was completely desperate, and he started crying again!
Song Yuchen didn't even look at An Ruilin, he still ate poached eggs and noodles slowly, his little head automatically blocked the noisy noises nearby.
Immerse yourself in the joy of delicious food cooked by your mother.
If it hadn’t happened that An Ruilin snatched Fang Xiaoyu’s room last night, he would still give An Ruilin the poached eggs in his bowl. After all, his mother said that everyone should get along well.
But An Ruilin was so hateful, he robbed Fang Xiaoyu's room, and made Fang Xiaoyu cry, so he didn't want to give An Ruilin a poached egg!
Ye Zhen Zhen ate most of the noodles in her bowl, she didn't want to share it out, and she didn't think too much about it, and Xiao Chen didn't share out the poached eggs, so she didn't plan to care.
After all, Wu Yuerou, the mother and son, she really can't like, the thing about grabbing the room last night was really shameful.
Wu Yuerou originally wanted to talk to Ye Zhenzhen again, but thinking that she had suffered a lot in the past few days, she brought it up without sending it out. After all, the food she made was unpalatable.
The only people on the dining table who still had a lot of food were Xu Wanjia's mother and daughter. Xu Wanjia also boiled egg and green vegetable noodles in the morning, but because Xiao Yiyi was afraid of being hot, Xu Wanjia used a big bowl to hold the noodles, and then bumped them into a small bowl for Xiao Yiyi to eat .
Xu Wanjia saw that An Ruilin didn't take a bite of the porridge cooked by Wu Yuerou, thinking that she had a little friendship with Wu Yuerou, so she took a bowl and silently shared a bowl of noodles for An Ruilin.
Xiao Ruilin, who ate the egg noodles, was still a little proud, and felt that crying would be more effective...
Han Jiangxue glanced at Ye Zhenzhen who had finished eating the noodles, wondering inwardly, why is Ye Zhenzhen still here?
Logically speaking, yesterday Ye Zhenzhen broadcast live without permission, and was dragged by Xiao Wen to talk, she should disappear in this courtyard.
Han Jiangxue finished the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl, and saw that there were oranges on the table, she took an orange, looked at Ye Zhenzhen, and casually asked, "Zhenzhen, I heard from Sister Jiajia yesterday that you Is it the old lady who sold oranges live at the market yesterday? There is a little girl next to her."
Ye Zhen Zhen wiped the soup on Xiao Chen's face with a tissue, without raising her head, she responded softly, "Mm, yes."
She couldn't figure it out, Han Jiangxue obviously hated her Ye Zhenzhen to death, how could she still pretend to be so close to her every time.
And she would ask such a question suddenly, she didn't even have to think about it, the other party was just a bad person who made trouble.
Han Jiangxue saw that Ye Zhenzhen's answer was very perfunctory, and felt that Ye Zhenzhen probably didn't want to talk more about the live broadcast. The most likely reason was that the process of selling oranges yesterday was not smooth.
Ye Zhen Zhen's reputation on the whole network is so bad, bringing her stepson to a variety show and even selling oranges to others, the suspicion of acting as a show is even greater.
She can probably imagine how all the netizens hate Ye Zhenzhen.
The more I thought about it, the more excited Han Jiangxue became, but she still pretended to be very curious, and continued, "Hey, their basket of oranges seems to be quite a lot. You can sell them all in one day, which is very impressive." oh."
Ye Zhenzhen raised her eyebrows calmly and looked at the smiling Han Jiangxue, what is this woman?
"My mother is not selling a basket of oranges, but an entire orchard of oranges!" Song Yuchen's little voice was full of excitement and pride.
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I started to have a low-grade fever today, but I still have a headache and started coughing and sneezing
Today’s update is over, go to bed
Continue tomorrow!
(end of this chapter)