A panicked "passerby" knocked down a raw egg on the manhole cover in front of the national audience, and after the egg was particularly suffocated into an eight-ripe brilliant sun egg, Lingzhen entered the cool summer of being boiled and then simmered by the martial fire, fascinated by the chilled watermelon.

The midday sun was like a burning charcoal fire, happily burning the manhole covers and the horizontal and vertical roads all over the town, and of course, the small mud roads like the Chiba tofu in some areas were also baked golden and crispy, and the trees and rivers next to them were faintly smoky with white smoke ready to be baked.

In this kind of weather, Tang Qian could only fix the only seated head fan in the house and adjust the maximum gear.

The old antique was anything but understated, humming its own fan blades out of the roar of a helicopter propeller.

The TV was playing the news broadcast, and the little meat ball ran to the fan and sang the children's songs he learned at school to the fan-

"Pull the radish ~ pluck the radish ~ hi yell hey radish oh ......"

Tang Qian can still hear the knock on the door in this situation, it's really not easy.

As soon as Tang Qian opened the door, she saw a girl who was as tall as the tip of her nose, her round eyes were very bright, and her skin couldn't see any pores, but her face looked very bad.

Tang Qian looked at this beautiful little girl and asked, "May I ask who you are?"

The girl's face was full of indifference: "I heard my cousin's voice coming from your room. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Qian felt a gust of wind around her, and then saw a small ball of meat hanging on the thigh of the girl in front of her.

The girl was knocked back a step, and Tang Qian helped her so that she didn't fall.

Little Meatball blinked and asked, "Cousin, have you eaten freely?"

Girl: "......"

Tang Qian said softly beside him: "Your grandparents have gone to look for you, and they are all worried about you." ”

The girl's eyes dimmed, and the indifference on her face faded: "Can I come into your room and sit down?"

Tang Qian let one big and one small in.

As soon as she entered the hall, the girl's stomach rang uncontrollably, and looking at the plate of kung pao chicken, saliva quickly occupied her mouth.

Tang Qian didn't say anything, went to the kitchen and took an extra bowl and a pair of chopsticks, and placed them next to the position of the small meat ball: "Sit." ”

She herself has had such a period, and it is best not to rush to ask what happened, and when she wants to say it, the person concerned will naturally say it.

However, the strange thing is that the girl did not sit down, but stood with a strange face, but her eyes couldn't help but look at the dishes on the dinner table.

Tang Qian finally sensed that something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The little meat ball also looked at her with concern.

The girl stood for a while, and actually squatted on the ground and cried, crying so much that she was so hurt that Tang Qian stood next to her and didn't know whether to help or not to help for a while.

The little meat ball didn't know what was going on, so she was stunned for a while, walked up to her cousin, and gently patted her cousin's back: "Don't cry......"

Tang Qian was embarrassed, looking at this steady and reliable, he was really not as good as a child.

The girl couldn't stop crying, and Tang Qian didn't know what to say except for handing out tissues.

Although I just heard a few words from the little meat ball just now, this girl's family seems to be very strict with her, is this too depressing?

And according to the information in her memory, Principal Yuan's two sons were very good, and they both settled in Jiangcheng later, and they were also relatively famous businessmen in Jiangcheng.

The girl cried for a while, and then said in a crying voice, "Can you help me give the letter to my grandparents?"

Tang Qian was stunned for a while before she reacted, this was said to herself.

Tang Qian subconsciously asked, "What letter?"

The girl seemed to be very sad and reluctant to say, "Suicide note." ”

Tang Qian pulled the girl up: "What kind of suicide note did you write at a young age? What can't be solved? Do you have to end your own life?! Do you know that life is precious?! What is going on with the children now?!

As soon as she remembered that her mother had died in her previous life, and when she heard this girl's words, she immediately became angry.

The girl was probably shocked by Tang Qian's imposing continuous questioning, and then shook her head sadly.

Without waiting for Tang Qian to ask again, the girl said to herself: "I have a terminal illness." ”

"What?" Tang Qian was so blown by this sudden Korean drama wind that her brain couldn't turn.

The girl smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I ...... Bleeding from the body...... I found it today, and I shed a lot...... I guess it's hopeless......" she suddenly clutched her stomach, "and it started to hurt again...... I...... I guess it won't work......"

The girl's voice became weaker and weaker, and the more Tang Qian listened, the more strange she felt—the position of this belly, this symptom......

The girl was immersed in her own terminal illness and couldn't help herself, and Tang Qian felt that she couldn't ask anything from her mouth for a while.

She asked the little lump next to her who was frightened by the word "terminal illness" and turned pale: "How old is your cousin this year?"

Little Meat Ball: "She's in her first year of junior high school next semester." ”

Tang Qian felt that his guess should be correct, so he sent the little meat ball to sit next to him, and asked the girl in a low voice, "Is your aunt here?"

The girl frowned and shook her head: "My eldest aunt is abroad, and she won't be able to come back for a while, besides, I'm not very close to her, you can help me send the letter to my grandparents." ”

Tang Qian felt so tired for the first time.

She decided to put it bluntly and asked, "Do you have your period?"

The girl's expression was very ignorant: "Menstruation?"

Tang Qian dragged the girl to the kitchen, where the floor was smooth where she and her mother usually took a bath with a bucket of water.

With Tang Qian's unremitting efforts, the mystery of the girl's "search for freedom" was finally solved - her aunt came, but the child was strictly controlled by her father since she was a child, and her mother passed away when she was very young, so no one gave her the species of aunt of popular science...... She thought she had an incurable disease, and planned to be like an elephant, quietly finding a place where her family could not see, waiting for death to come.

Tang Qian is a little weak, there are still people in this world who don't even know about the eldest aunt?!

And why find a place where no one is to die by yourself, this kind of so-called romance is actually the idea of the second brain in the brain?

Tang Qian glanced at the * ultimate brain-dead next to him, and deeply felt that the saying is honest and does not deceive me - the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds!

Won't this kid come into contact with society?!

But soon she learned that this child skipped class every day, and Tang Qian was speechless, what a broken school!

She glanced at the kid nervously, could it be that it was all physiological health class?!

The girl blushed and cleaned up the layers of paper she had padded in her pants: "I've actually been hiding under the table tennis table, I thought I was injured......"

Tang Qian turned her head sadly to look out the window, and there were three table tennis tables next to her house with dense sides and hollow bottoms......

The girl brought a change of pants, and Tang Qian turned out her aunt's papers, and gave the girl a detailed science popularization.

The girl finally couldn't hold back the middle two faces, and was as shy as a boiled tomato.

When the girl was still washing her inside, the soup coriander who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks in the hall was frightened by the "recipe" that suddenly popped up.

There are not many cases where the "recipe" opens itself, except for the amount of the reward that sues Sù.

But this time, the "recipe" has a menu in the blank space -

Please make a bowl of ginger brown sugar water.

Ingredients: ginger, brown sugar, red dates

The cost of materials: 1000 coins

Efficacy: Ginger brown sugar water has the miraculous effect of detoxifying and moisturizing, making menstruation smooth. Brown sugar ginger water is very important for women, because it can also help women effectively increase energy, and at the same time, it can also play a role in activating qi and blood, speeding up blood circulation, so that menstruation will be smoother.

Any method is cooked, and the effect is immediately visible when consumed.

Tang Qian suddenly felt magical, this is the first time that the "recipe" indicates the efficacy and the price of the ingredients.

However, according to the urine nature of this "recipe", the more detailed it describes a certain dish and the longer the name, it proves that the dish is really special.

She glanced at the girl in a clump on the chair and decided to buy the materials for 1,000 yuan, or 10 yuan.

She finds a casserole at the bottom of the kitchen cabinet, washes it, adds water to it, and turns the stove down to the smallest turn.

Then she turned around lightly, the shoulder-length ponytail was gently flung behind her, and she held a kitchen knife with her right hand, and cut the washed large pieces of ginger slices into shreds on the cutting board, moved her wrist slightly, and then shook the knife to cut into ginger grains, and the knife was swept against the cutting board, and the ginger grains lay on the blade without leaking.

She pinched a small bowl and buckled it on the blade, and when she turned it upside down, the ginger grains filled a small half bowl.

Taking advantage of her free time, she glanced at the nest on the stove again, and faintly heard a slight "thud" sound in the nest.

She took out two pieces of brown sugar, and with a slight knock on the hilt, one of them broke into two neat pieces.

Half of it was crushed with the back of a knife in another bowl, and then ground into minced pieces.

The small bowl of ginger just now was taken back and forth into the bowl of minced brown sugar, and the chopsticks flew over, and the minced brown sugar was evenly stained with each ginger.

She took another chopstick and took out the five red dates soaked in another glass bowl, and the chopsticks poked and pushed the red date stalks, and the date kernel slid out obediently, while the red dates were still ruddy and full.

After a while, white smoke came out of the pores on the top of the white sand nest, she pulled two white towels to wrap the nest ears, carefully poured the water into the water residue, and then wiped the bottom of the nest with a towel, and held the pot with one hand, and the thermos pot next to it with the other hand to pour warm water into the nest.

When the water was filled to six minutes, she placed the nest flat on the stove, put the ginger grains mixed with brown sugar down in the nest and covered it, and turned the heat to medium.

When the brown sugar ginger grains slowly emitted a hint of sweetness and spiciness, she had already flattened the remaining piece and a half of brown sugar with a blade.

After about five minutes, she lifted the lid, and the spicy smell that was tightly locked in the sand nest suddenly came out, and she put down the brown sugar, and the sweetness of the brown sugar instantly neutralized the pungency of the ginger.

The sweetness of the jujube melts into the sugar, and the sweet brown sugar water wrapped in the slightly spicy water is absorbed, and the pieces are round and bulging.

She turned off the fire, and the large white porcelain spoon that had been wiped dry poked into the slightly glutinous brown sugar water to avoid the ginger grains immersed in it, and the red date stool gum was put into the white porcelain bowl in the sugar water, and the white smoke rising from the white smoke exuded a tempting sweet fragrance.

As soon as she finished filling the bowl, the "recipe" jumped out again-

Sweet brown sugar and ginger moisturizing beauty syrup - 50 yuan

Tang Qian sweated again: the recipe handed down by the ancestors of her old Tang family, why does the name of the dish reveal a strong flavor of middle and second outfits?

The girl was still in a ball on the chair, and she didn't blow the fan, she seemed to be very cold, shivering, and her two hands pressed her lower abdomen.

Tang Qian put the brown sugar water in front of her: "Don't get involved, you still hurt when you are together, come and drink the brown sugar water." ”

The girl picked up the bowl and tried two sips first, and was gulped by the sweet aroma.

She vaguely smelled the smell of ginger, but there was no spicy taste of ginger when she drank it, it was very sweet or her throat was not greasy, it was comfortable and sweet!

She cherished a mouthful of red dates and a sip of brown sugar water, thinking that it would be nice if there were more of them! This is not enough at all! She still wants to eat many, many more!

It wasn't until all the jujubes were eaten that she picked up the bowl and poured it down.

Then she felt a warmth along the tip of her tongue to her throat, moistening her stomach and finally relieving the pain in her lower abdomen!

What's even more amazing is that the palms of my hands are no longer cold!

She let out a long sigh of relief and sighed: "For this mouthful of brown sugar water, I can give you anything!"

Xiao Routuan reminded beside him: "You are like this again, you were like this last time, you bought a bag for a sister on Nan'an Road, and finally you forgot to be scolded by your cousin?"

The girl grimaced at the little meat ball, and Tang Qian looked at this delicate-looking young man in shock when she heard it, and asked, "The south bank road of Jiangcheng?"

Xiao Rou Tuan nodded: "Sister Coriander do you know, my mother said that the things there are very beautiful, but my grandparents said that the things there are unreasonable." ”

Tang Qian just nodded silently.

She had lived in Jiangcheng for more than ten years in her last life, how could she not know Nan'an Road?

There are usually very few pedestrians on the South Bank Road.

It's not because it's remote, but because the street is a well-known brand-name settlement.

From the original riverside old street to a very expensive "South Bank Road", many old residents of Jiangcheng commented on it - only suitable for crossing the cold river.

Ordinary people basically don't pass by here, but when they need to go to the nearby pedestrian street, they will pass by here on a hot day, and the air conditioning in each store here is particularly sufficient, and the cracks in the doors can't hold the cool air that penetrates the bones.

If you are boiled by the sun and your own sweat like a paste-like noodle, then you can walk from the end of the road to the end of the road, basically like the noodles have passed through the cold river, and you can happily make a tough Q-bomb noodles!

If you occasionally encounter a store that just opens the door, then take a look at the faces of those female clerks who have been chilled by the air conditioner, and by the way, take a look at the bags that have been refrigerated and stored and the price next to them, so as to ensure that you instantly go from the heavenly spirit cover to the center of your feet, which can be described as a heat-relieving artifact on a hot day.

Of course, the clerks on South Shore Road also have a time when they are as enthusiastic as roasting sweet potatoes -

When girls with gold and platinum cards or women dressed as tenders appeared outside the store, the clerks rushed over to open the door with a well-trained smile like a thawed fish.

The girl outside the door usually holds a bag with the low-key logo of a luxury brand in the corner.

At this time, the store manager will change his cold face, bend slightly to hold the door that will close automatically, and greet him flatteringly: "Miss, it's hot outside, come in and cool down inside for a while." ”

"If you like it, go to Jiangcheng then, I'll go shopping on Nan'an Road with you, and I'll buy you whatever you like." The girl's sincere voice pulled back Tang Qian's thoughts.

Tang Qian looked at the child in amazement: "What?"

"Really!" the girl seemed to raise her hand and swear, "as long as you are willing to be my friend, I can buy you what you like." ”

Tang Qian was once again washed by the girl's three views, and she shook her head: "No need, thank you." ”

The girl's eyes dimmed again, and Tang Qian said, "But I can be friends with you, but I don't need you to buy things for me." You have to remember that friends are not bought, it is enough that you have the sincerity to make friends. Don't do this in the future, it will make some greedy people deliberately approach you. ”

The girl smiled happily: "Are you really willing to be friends with me?" Seeing Tang Qian nodding, she said again, "I know, but I want them to play with me, so I'll buy it......" Her voice lowered, in fact, I also knew that they were not my friends. ”

She still remembers that she was once forcibly stopped by her father, and then those "friends" who bought bags in her name couldn't pay, and all called to scold her-

"You don't want to, then you buy that limited edition bag for me, I'll believe you!", "I don't care if your dad or your family or whatever, pay for me, I'll hold you to heaven! If you don't help pay the bill, who will play with your brain!" "I really think I'm a fairy! I tell you, don't cry and beg me to be your friend in the future!"

Tang Qian shook his head silently, how stupid this is.

In fact, this girl is a bit like her, didn't she give the family recipe to Zhao Yixun's scum so stupidly before? It's just that this girl's behavior is just an amplified version of her.

She suddenly understood the girl's thoughts, and the two of them chatted very happily.

Although this girl is many years younger than her, she may have longed for a friendship relationship for a long time, and her mind is more sensitive, and the communication barrier with her, a reborn person who was an aunt in her previous life, is not too big......

At eight o'clock that night, Principal Yuan and his wife came back, and the four grandparents hugged and cried bitterly, and Tang Qian saw that his eyes were slightly hot.

The girl came over with red eyes and took Tang Qian's hand and said, "By the way, I drank your brown sugar water and used your aunt's paper, and I haven't told you your name yet." My name is Yuan Keying, I know your name is Tang Qian, I knew it when I came last week, and the garlic moss you fried that day was fragrant!"

Tang Qian smiled and pointed to the small meat ball: "What about her?"

The little meat ball reported to himself: "My name is Yuan Keke." ”

Yuan Keying explained: "Among our relatives, the girl's name has the word 'Ke' in the middle. She continued, "Your cooking is really delicious! You must come to Jiangcheng in the future, and I will sponsor you to open a restaurant at that time!"

When Principal Yuan heard that his eldest granddaughter was sick again, his face turned black.

Tang Qian smiled and waved his hand: "Didn't you say you were tired? She turned to Principal Yuan again, "I know she doesn't speak lightly. ”

Principal Yuan and his wife breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Yuan Keying's two cousins also inspired her a lot tonight - she figured it out, and when her mother came back tonight, she would let her mother quit the rent!

Just now, she came up with three plans -

1. Lingzhen is a well-known food town, and at night, the "Gluttonous Street" is full of stalls, and she can try the stalls with her mother. She started like this in her last life, and it's absolutely feasible.

The stall does not need to be rented, so it saves a cost here, and earns money from small profits and quick turnover, and the income is actually very considerable.

Second, stir-fry at home and give people the form of takeaway, but this must have a certain customer base.

3. The "door-to-door chef" form of going to someone's house to cook rice and stir-fry vegetables.

Tang Qian thought about it for a while, in fact, these three plans can be combined, the stall can only do supper time, and you can take orders at home during the day, as for the door-to-door cook, she can take it, and then her mother is still at home to take orders!

In this way, it does not affect each other, hard work is a little hard, but if you don't work hard, where will you get wealth in the world?

She brings up the "Recipes" interface, which can be swiped like an iPad. So she carefully looked at the ingredients she had collected in the last few days, as well as the rewards......

As she watched, she sighed at the miracle of the Creator—like her, she thought she was like that, because of her stupidity, she buried her whole life, and then died only in exchange for a pity from others.

But she's been reborn! and she's got such a magical skill!

She stared at the recipe and her hands involuntarily clenched into fists - she must let her mother live a good life!

For moms to live a good life, it's not enough to rely on the current rewards of "recipes".

As soon as she thought of a plan, she saw her mother push open the door with a sad face.

Under this question, she found that her mother had withdrawn from the shop, and she was immediately overjoyed: "Mom, it's good to retreat! The person surnamed Ding is not a good person, and there is only benefit and no harm in staying away from him." ”

She poured her mother a glass of water and sat down, her eyes rolling: "Mom, let me tell you something." ”