Chapter 337: Grandma's Roast Chicken
When he woke up in the morning, Wu Zhen seemed to be in a good mood.
After all, after a few days of studying, it seems that there is something to be gained.
After breakfast, Wu Zhenzhen strode towards the school.
The time for this year's long rope jumping competition is getting closer and closer, and the last few rope skipping activities between classes will be watched carefully by Mr. Guan and recorded something with a pen.
When I got home, I looked into the living room and saw my grandmother sitting on the sofa.
After wiping his eyes and confirming it carefully, Wu Zhenzhen smiled and beckoned to his grandmother.
"Grandparents and grandparents are good. Wu Zhenzhen said with a smile.
"Haha, Wu Zhenzhen, he's grown taller again. Grandma said with a stroke.
Then the conversation began.
It turned out that the 50th anniversary of grandpa's college graduation will be held in the next two weeks, and grandma is going to follow grandpa to the mansion of the famous school, and by the way, to take care of grandpa.
So, after careful deliberation, I finally handed over the task of taking care of myself to my grandmother.
Then, my grandmother, who was far away in Z City, got on the next bus without saying a word and rushed over as fast as possible.
Naturally, my grandmother did not forget to advise: "Don't put too much emphasis on the so-called 'health' in home-cooked meals." ”
Then, the grandparents got into the second uncle's car and prepared to take the evening flight to Z City to go to grandpa's alma mater.
So, the following days began to enjoy the lunch and dinner prepared by my grandmother.
Naturally, due to the different living habits and methods, there is still a clear difference between the food cooked by my grandmother and that cooked by my grandparents.
So in the first two days, I felt quite unpleasant, and naturally, it was very uncomfortable to be hungry, so the fragmentary pocket money was contributed to a pack of instant noodles for five cents.
However, after a week, the already stretched change was exhausted.
After all, activities such as jumping long rope require a large amount of glucose intake to support it.
So, Wu Zhenzhen, who had nothing to do, had to passively adapt to his grandmother's meals.
In order to adapt to his grandmother's cooking skills, Wu Zhenzhen began to try self-hypnosis.
After all, it's just the difference in taste, and in terms of nutritional value, it's actually more prominent than the works of grandparents.
Moreover, it is already very good for my grandmother to come all the way to get food, after all, many students eat in the cafeteria or eat outside.
And all kinds of "gutter oil" news are not uncommon.
Thinking of this, Wu Zhen's speed of eating vegetables naturally became faster.
In this way, my grandmother found that Wu Zhen's meal volume had increased.
After all, Wu Zhen ate very little in the past few days, so his grandmother gradually reduced the amount of rice cooked every day according to the situation.
However, as time went on, my grandmother realized that this would not work - there seemed to be not enough food and vegetables.
So, my grandmother smiled and said, "Haha, isn't my craft particularly palatable, the amount of food grows quickly." ”
Naturally, hearing this, Wu Zhenzhen immediately turned red from the root of his ears.
After all, I wasn't used to this taste before, so I ate very little.
When I go to my grandmother's house, I usually have all kinds of snacks, so the main meal is not so important.
However, in the past few days, the three cow biscuits at home have just been exhausted.
In addition, because the real mother has encountered a tricky thing on the weekend recently, the fruit has not been replenished in time.
As a result, in my grandmother's eyes, there was a feeling that Wu's real appetite was gradually increasing at a very terrifying rate.
Wu Zhen settled down and said with a smile: "Well, yes, but, grandma, I still have a small request." It would be better if there was another roast duck!"
It seems that grandma is still more happy with such an answer, and there is really one more roast duck in the evening.
In this way, nibbling on the roast duck, Wu Zhen really ate it openly.
Grandma watched from the sidelines, and her smile made her face more youthful.
However, compared to Wu Zhen, who gobbled up, Mi seems to have put a little less.
However, this is not a problem, grandma admired Wu Zhen's eating appearance, and she already felt sweet in her heart.
After all, eating clean and clean is the greatest compliment to the person who cooks.
Grandma looked at Wu Zhen, who was facing the roast duck, and seemed to understand that the meal she prepared didn't seem to be very in line with Wu Zhen's taste, so she didn't seem to have eaten much in the past few days.
So much so that a few nights when Lao Wu came home, his grandmother ran to Lao Wu's room worriedly and said, "This child has eaten very little, shouldn't he go to the hospital to see it." ”
However, seeing the current situation, my grandmother naturally put her mind at ease.
So, in the last few days, the roast duck became a regular servant at the table.
Such a situation is naturally what Wu Zhen is happy to see, after all, the taste of roast duck can indeed make people appetite.
However, the intake of fats and fats naturally exceeded the standard.
The pimples, which had calmed down after the temperature dropped, flipped up again.
However, the grandparents did not know it.
It wasn't until Li Zengfan reminded him one day that Wu Zhenzhen looked at the acne in front of the mirror in a daze.
So, looking at the greasy roast duck at noon the next day, Wu Zhen seemed a little hesitant.
Grandma asked, "What's the matter? Isn't this your favorite roast duck?" ”
After touching his forehead, he found that Wu Zhen's forehead was still within the normal range, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Wu Zhenzhen, who has a normal body temperature, still seems to have a poor appetite.
After eating, there was still a lot left in the pressure cooker.
It just so happened that the grandparents came back and looked at the situation, so the joy of the trip immediately converged.
Grandma thought about it and said with a smile: "Today's roast duck may taste a little wrong, you must know that a few days ago, this kid liked roast duck the most." ”
Grandpa smiled and said, "Well, no matter what, bother." ”
Grandma smiled and said, "Well, that's nature." By the way, how have you been doing these two weeks?"
Grandpa immediately smiled and said, "Haha, it's a good journey." ”
Grandma began to list the attractions one by one.
Then, after a few more pleasantries, grandma had already taken over the work from grandma.
At dinner, Grandma's meals were on the table.
Grandma found that Wu's real way of eating was completely different from the previous two weeks.
The whole process seems very natural, neither like the gobbling up of roast duck before, nor as cautious as when eating other dishes.
So, my grandmother also carefully tasted the home cooking made by my grandmother.
In this way, my grandmother realized that the taste of the things she made was indeed different from that of her in-laws.
It seems that due to different lifestyles, the ratio of salt, oil, and other condiments is different.
Therefore, it is difficult for Wu Zhen, who has adapted to his grandmother's meals, to adapt to his grandmother's set meal at the same time.
Although, in terms of nutritional matching, grandma's is indeed better.
After dinner, it's time to separate.
"Goodbye grandma, I will go to Z City to play during the Chinese New Year. Wu Zhenzhen said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll see you then. Grandma said with a smile.
And after this event, grandpa seems to have gotten a signal - grandson likes to eat roast duck.
Therefore, as long as it is the 24th solar term or other festivals, or the guests come, a roast duck will appear on the table.
Moreover, grandpa's vision is also very vicious every time, no matter when he goes to the roast duck restaurant, only the fattest roast duck can fall into the eyes of Old Man Wu.