Dada followed Ganlo, looking up at her from time to time, and it was nearly eight o'clock in the evening when he got home.

"Dada, come in. ”

Ganluo set up his bicycle and opened the door to call Dada, and the other party jumped into the nest and ran towards the house with a bone in his mouth.

Looking at Ganluo's tired appearance today, he shouldn't have the energy to cook meat for him, so it's better for him to gnaw on bones to satisfy his hunger.

"Little Clever Ghost. Ganlo bent down and touched Dada's head, "I'll cook for you in a moment." ”

Washing hands, boiling water, turning on lights, checking doors and windows, and putting night food for ducks, Ganluo did not fall as usual.

I drank a large bowl of light salt water, changed my sweaty underwear, nested in the sofa and slowed down, watching Dada gnaw bones on the rice futon and gnaw very happily.

"Every time I can't eat meat, I gnaw on the bones to relieve my anger, and sometimes I suspect that you are using it to remind me that I should feed you meat. ”

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he watched Dada gnaw on the bones intoxicated, there was nothing in the bones, he didn't know what he was rare, he got up and was about to cook, when he suddenly thought of the old man's words.

Turning his head to look at Dada, he thought to himself that there was no meat to eat, so he couldn't find bones to satisfy his hunger!

If you can't drink coke, you can find something else to replace it, then there is no alcohol to drink, find something else to satisfy your cravings, and dilute the urge to drink is not quite effective, the most important thing is that Hu Zengguang intends to quit drinking, maybe you can try.

Ganluo squatted down and picked up Dada, rubbing his head, "I have made a great contribution today, and I will make you meat to eat." ”

There was a series of empty noises in her stomach, and she was also hungry.

I remember that there was still a chicken in the refrigerator, and it was only killed yesterday that I froze into the refrigerator, cut off the legs and wings and chop them into small pieces, soak and thaw them in salt water to remove the blood that did not seep under the skin and flesh, about ten minutes.

Wash and slice the old ginger, the taste of the old ginger is strong, the ginger slices are brownish-yellow, add shredded green onions, shredded green onions with one inch on the root, three inches under the leaves of the white segments, cut into knuckle length and then finely cut into shreds, half a spoon of green peppercorns mashed, the unique taste of green peppercorns can be fresh, and the washed chicken pieces are mixed with it.

Ganluo usually cooks while taking notes, with an automatic pen behind his ear and a notebook in his apron pocket to record at any time.

No one taught her how to cook to the point where she was given the freedom to play, and on the thick notebook was the "experiment record", which could be said to be Ganluo's own recipes.

When I saw the freshly picked grapefruit next to the cupboard, peeled off the grapefruit, washed it and cut it into pieces, put it in a wooden bowl with chicken, and finally added salt and marinated for 15 minutes.

In the interval between pickling, she went to the cabinet next to the rice bowl to find the raw materials that her mother bought from cooking eight-treasure porridge, and added three wooden spoons of black rice and two spoons of millet to the small cooking pot in her arms, and then added three small spoons of wolfberries and a handful of red dates.

Thinking that his body was weak and weak today, he took a small pot and took three pieces of angelica from the glass jar where the medicinal herbs were placed and put them in.

The chopsticks flipped to see that the time was almost marinated, Ganluo picked out the chicken pieces in the wooden bowl and put them into a small cooking pot together, 1:3 water, put it on the pot and boil it slowly, "It is estimated that it will take an hour to cook." ”

The automatic pen behind the ear is in his hand, looking at the remaining materials after pickling in the wooden bowl, the ginger, shallot, and grapefruit peel are not in the pot, this time it seems to be a bit of a waste, think about being able to eat a good meal, but it's okay.

Her favorite thing is to give names to her dishes, such as today's name: Genki Porridge.

Under the light of the goose yellow in the kitchen, the dishes on Ganluo's book are very interesting, the text is accompanied by pictures, no matter whether the dishes can be eaten, she will record them in the book, and score them according to the excellent taste, there is a column of comments from others, and the most commented is Ganluo.

You have to be patient when making porridge, and you have to guard it on the side in the later stage, stirring according to the state of the porridge, for people whose stomachs are rumbling, it is a kind of torture, but Ganluo is gluttonous, for the last moment, she waits.

In a bad mood, she likes to be alone, and the best way to relieve herself when she is alone is to make a meal carefully, and then eat it satisfactorily, although later her solitude was only simple enough to approach a piece of green, of course, that's a later story.

Dada smelled the smell of the kitchen, ran to the door of the kitchen like a ghost, looked at the steaming pot and sat very reverently, Ganluo did not move, no matter how fragrant it was, it could not be called.

The fragrant Yuanqi porridge came out of the pot, the beige was black and purple, Ganluo scooped a large bowl in an iron bowl, put it into a basin of cold water to cool down, tasted it and felt that it could enter the throat, Ganluo poured it into Dada's food bowl.

After serving a bowl, Ganluo took it to the living room and turned on the TV. She was thinking carefully in her heart, and the money to repay Zhang Qian came out of the money from the sale of medicinal materials, and the small treasury flowed out again, and the body was her own, and the money was spent reasonably.

was in a trance, and there was a knock on the door outside the house, "Xiaoluo, it's me, Xiaomei, you open the door." ”

"I was about to call you. Ganluo opened the door and leaned sideways to let her into the house, she wanted to ask Hu Mei's father if he had a hobby in eating, maybe he could be a support for quitting drinking.

"Zhang Qian called and said that you were sick, asked me to come over to see your current condition, and asked me to remind you to take medicine. Hu Mei saw that Ganluo's face was fine, thinking that Zhang Qian was making a big fuss.

She received a call at eight o'clock, she was at home with a cold today, and she didn't know what happened to Ganluo and Zhang Qian that day.

Why did Zhang Qian care so much about Ganluo, and the scandal between the two of them between the students, which made her even more distracted.

Zhang Qian asked for her contact information before, she didn't sleep all night, but she didn't want the other party to call her for the first time to ask her to run errands to remind her good friend to take medicine, she was still sick, but the other party didn't ask.

Holding a sullen breath in her heart, thinking about the east and west, she hesitated for more than an hour before coming over.

She knows more or less Hu Mei's thoughts, Zhang Qian belongs to the kind of lazy people with good grades, and the feeling of being a ruffian also attracts the attention of girls.

There are still girls in school who like Zhang Qian, and Hu Mei is one of them, but Zhang Gan's things today are not authentic.

She was happy to come.

"Did you not go to school because you had a cold? Or was it your father?"

Ganluo didn't mention Zhang Qian, seeing that she had a cold, she made a cup of honeysuckle tea for Hu Mei to detoxify the heat.

Looking at the honeysuckle floating in the cup, Hu Mei's heart warmed, and she looked up at her, today's careful thinking and hesitation made her feel guilty, "Because of a cold." Xiao Luo, what's wrong with you today, why are you suddenly sick?"

"It's an old problem, enteritis is committed. ”

"Enteritis?!Haven't you committed it for a long time?!Why is it suddenly better?Is it okay now?" Hu Mei couldn't figure it out, Ganluo had also been in the hospital for enteritis before, and since then, she has been very careful about her diet, and when she went to her house for dinner, she also specially told her father not to make too spicy food.

"It's better, I'm not that weak. ”

Gan Luo went into the kitchen and scooped a bowl of porridge and served it to her, took the record book that was resting on the desk and handed it to her, raised his eyes and smiled: "Taste it, I made it today, I tasted it." ”

"Hmm. Scooped a spoonful into his mouth, but after a while, a bowl bottomed out, "It's delicious." It tastes great, no worse than my dad, and you two might be able to tie the game. ”

Hu Mei took the pen on the table and gave it a five-star review.

"Xiaomei, what does your father like to drink, or does he have a favorite food?"

Seeing that Hu Mei was puzzled, she explained: "Helping him quit drinking can start from this aspect." When he wants to drink alcohol, replace it with something else, preferably also drink, the color is similar to wine, it is better, during withdrawal people are prone to irritability, using other drinks to divert attention, it is also a kind of psychological placebo. ”

"Think about it. Hu Mei was happy when she heard this, and thought about it carefully: "Tartary buckwheat tea, my father likes to drink tartary buckwheat tea the most." The tea soup made from that thing is goose yellow, which is about the same color as beer. ”

"Just try it. ”

Drinking more tartary buckwheat tea can enhance immunity, Hu Mei's father's dry yellow face looks a little empty, even if this method does not work, it is also beneficial and harmless to the body.

"Do what you told you before, and encourage your father more. ”

"Hmm. Xiao Luo, thank you. Hu Mei's eyes were moist, Ganluo avoided talking about Zhang Qian today, according to her understanding of Ganluo, she should have guessed everything.

Do you want to explain your hesitation and doubts? Hu Mei struggled a little in her heart, she didn't want to be estranged from Gan Luo because of Zhang Qian's matter, today's matter has already begun, if the two of them don't talk about it, such a mood will still haunt her in the future.

"It's late today, I'll send you back. ”

Ganluo took off the coat hanging on the coat rack, Hu Mei who was sitting on the sofa in the living room did not move, Ganluo saw that she did not move and did not speak again, and took off the coat and hung it back.

The two were silent for a moment, only to see Hu Mei get up and walk in the direction of the landline, "Xiao Luo, borrow the landline, I'll call my father." ”

"Good. ”

Gan Luo nodded, Hu Mei should have something to tell her, she has nothing to do with Zhang Gan, and she shouldn't ask first if she wants to talk, since Hu Mei likes him, the choice to initiate a conversation should be in her hands, so from Hu Mei entering the house, Gan Luo didn't say a word to Zhang Gan.

"Can I stay at your house for one night? I want to talk to you about Zhang Qian. Hu Mei didn't dial the number, picked up the landline microphone and looked at Ganluo.

"Good. You call, I'll lay the quilt. ”