This was not what Lan Xin said, it was he who thought about it, although she also thought so in her heart, but being so blunt would definitely make people uncomfortable, so she wouldn't be stupid enough to offend her son when he still needed him.

Lan Xin pursed her lips, and didn't say more than half a sentence, so she better keep her mouth shut.

The vegetable market is not far from where they live, it takes more than 20 minutes to drive, and it will be there in a short time, Lan Xindong looked at the west, everything was strange, but she did not forget her task, looked at the shopping guide card, and walked straight to the fresh poultry area.

Before giving birth, Lan Xin never went to the kitchen once, but after being with He Yanyu, she went to the supermarket several times and learned to buy vegetables.

After arriving at the Zhuang family, Aunt Zhuang treated her as her own daughter, and there were several people in the family, who didn't need her for any work, only helping to serve dishes and setting the table before eating, and she didn't even know how to cook noodles.

It is conceivable that such a kitchen idiot wants to make something to replenish the body, and it is not a dark cuisine?

He Yanyu will not discourage her enthusiasm, for a woman who wants to make up for her husband and son, she must raise her hands to support her unconditionally.

He grabbed Lan Xin, who was in high spirits, and pointed to the black chicken in the cage and told her, "This is a black chicken, which is very good for blood tonic, and that is a hen, and the soup tastes good." Which are you going to buy?"

Lan Xin looked at the white-feathered chicken in the cage, her brows furrowed, "You don't know don't talk nonsense, whose black chicken is white? Turning his gaze in disgust, "Grow up to be nutritious, you stay honest and don't make trouble." ”

He Yanyu knew that when she was at home, she didn't touch her fingers, and she didn't do any work when she arrived at the dealer's house, but she should have seen a pig walk if she hadn't eaten pork, right?

I really don't know where she got her confidence!

Seeing her gaze linger on a big hen, I knew that she was in love, if I was not mistaken, it should be Luhua chicken.

If it's just ordinary food, Luhua chicken tastes very good, and it's not bad to buy this one, but what Lanxin wants is a good blood tonic effect, and Luhua chicken obviously doesn't have this effect.

She has a bad temperament, and the thing she recognizes is that she doesn't necessarily turn back even if she hits the south wall, He Yanyu didn't argue with her, and called the boss directly, "We want to buy blood-replenishing chickens, boss, you can take a look, which is better?"

The boss was very enthusiastic and took out a white chicken directly, as for the big hen in the blue heart, he didn't even look at it.

"If you want to replenish your blood, you can buy black chicken, put some jujubes, angelica, astragalus, codonopsis, ejiao and other medicinal materials, the effect will be better. ”

Lan Xin dared to glare at He Yanyu, but she would not be unreasonable with the boss, pointed to the white chicken he was carrying, and asked weakly: "Boss, we want a black chicken, you are a white chicken." ”

The boss smiled heartily, "Beauty, there are several colors of black chickens, there are white, black, blue and dark yellow...... This is the white-feathered black-bone chicken, I've been doing this for decades, and I won't lie to you. Do you want to slaughter it?"

He Yanyu didn't look at Lan Xin, and directly ordered the boss to kill the chicken, the hair faded clean, and he went back to wash it and then went directly to the pot.

"Shall we go buy jujubes?"

He Yanyu pretended not to see Lan Xin's embarrassment, took her hand, clasped her fingers, and slowly walked inside.

Lan Xin made a joke, she always thought that the black chicken was black, who knew that there was white, and as for the colors that the boss said, she had never heard of it.

Is it because you're lonely, or is it too self-righteous? Or is it both? Forget it, or don't waste your brain cells on these things that you're not good at.

Lan Xin, who was no longer entangled, didn't notice that his hand was caught in his big hand, and followed with his head down, he didn't understand anything, how to take care of his son?

"You, how do you know so much?"

He Yanyu glanced at her obliquely, and the meaning of teasing was obvious, "When you came to the eldest aunt before, I boiled black chicken soup for you, forgot?"

It was when they had just been together, and once she had eaten too much ice cream and was just in time for her aunt to come, and it hurt so much that she couldn't straighten her waist and broke out in cold sweat on her forehead.

He Yanyu was frightened, thinking that she had some serious illness, so he hurriedly took her to the hospital, and after a check-up, he found out that she ate a lot of cold drinks during menstruation.

Lan Xin blushed, and He Yanyu was also a little uncomfortable, but he still sincerely consulted the doctor if he could recuperate to avoid problems in the future.

The doctor also praised him for being careful at the time, and he must be a good husband who loves his wife in the future.

After he reminded him like this, Lan Xin also remembered that at that time, with his enthusiasm, he bought a lot of ingredients, boiled them every day, and served them to her to eat at once.

Later, as soon as she mentioned black chicken, she became nauseous, so much so that she never drank a mouthful of black chicken soup during confinement.

If it weren't for the fact that her son and he both needed blood replenishment this time, she wouldn't have come to buy black chicken.

The past is unbearable, no matter what, when they were together, they treated each other sincerely, and she still had to say thank you.

Hearing Lan Xin whisper thank you, He Yanyu understood that she also remembered the past, raised her clasped hand, and kissed her little hand, "You are my wife, I should be good to you, don't have a burden, huh?"

His words, just listen to three points, Lan Xin nodded, stopped talking, and went to the mountain store to buy some blood-replenishing ingredients such as jujubes, wolfberries, and longan.

They didn't buy medicinal herbs such as ejiao, codonopsis, and astragalus, and if they were eaten by adults, it would be easy to say, but there were still children, who had a strong little mouth, and didn't eat anything that didn't taste right, and wanted him to eat those bitter things, he would rather be hungry than eat them.

If the child is sick, don't force him.

"Wife, it's good to buy fresh ingredients, after these are eaten, let's come and buy them again, okay?"

The ingredients should be fresh, this common sense Lan Xin still understood, there was no objection, and he went back with him.

After returning home, Lan Xin was no longer the shopkeeper as before, He Yanyu dealt with the preliminary work, she took the printed soup cooking instructions, and strictly followed the above steps step by step.

As long as you work hard, what you make will not be too bad, Zhuang is in the He family, and nutrition is indispensable to him, so her debut is still dedicated to He Yanyu.

He Yanyu really smiled, this is the first time his wife has made soup for herself, although she is just a guinea pig who tastes it, but her heart is still beautiful.

Pick up a spoon and scoop the soup and blow it gently before putting it in your mouth.

"Is it delicious?How does it taste?" Lan Xin watched him drink it, but he didn't speak, a little uneasy, "I smell good, is it hard to eat?"

He Yanyu's expression couldn't see anything, but he was muttering secretly in his heart, everyone who has cooked knows that before the dish comes out of the pot, you should taste the taste so that you can make the final adjustment, but his wife doesn't seem to understand this.

I scooped another spoonful of soup and drank it, tasted it carefully, and nodded, "It tastes okay, it's just sweet." ”

"No, I put a big spoonful of salt, it shouldn't be sweet. Lan Xin frowned, "You can't have a taste problem, right?"

He Yanyu didn't refute, his sense of taste was normal, and it was impossible to have a problem after drinking her soup, "You come and taste it." ”

As he spoke, he scooped a spoonful of soup, blew it, and brought it to her, "Ahhh

Lan Xin opened her mouth as she said, the soup entered her mouth, her eyebrows furrowed even tighter, and her face twitched, "I seem to have used sugar as salt." ”

Is there such a kitchen idiot who vows to replenish the body of her husband and son, but does not even distinguish between sugar and salt? He Yanyu is very glad that his son is not at home, otherwise it will be difficult to eat the shadows in the future.

Lan Xin's embarrassment was as if he hadn't seen it, he drank the soup in one go, and said with a smile: "It's okay, my wife just puts poison, and I'm willing to eat it." ”

He Yanyu's sweet words came out of his mouth and were really heartwarming, Lan Xin's face was red, his heart was in turmoil, and he had nowhere to put his hands and feet.

Looking at a big pot of soup, a frustrated look floated on his face, "I'm really useless, I can't even make soup, my son is sick, and I'm the last one to know, I, I'm not a qualified mother." ”

Lan Xin began to blame herself again, tears rolled in her eyes, He Yanyu was distressed, and hurriedly coaxed her, "Who said you can't do anything well? You are not a nanny, and you have not learned to cook, it is already very good to do this, don't be presumptuous." ”

"Also, the greatest mother in the world, you take good care of your son, your son is born, and no one wants to be sick, it has nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself. ”

"My son is a little anemic, you also have to replenish your body, but I can't even make soup. ”

"Didn't I say it? You're not a nanny, so what does it matter if you don't know how to do it? It's a big deal that I'll do it myself, and raise your mother and son to be white and fat, like little fat pigs, and it's very fulfilling. ”

Lan Xin was amused by him and pushed him, "You're just chubby, you're a little fat pig, your whole family is a little fat pig!"

"Yes, yes, I'm a little fat pig, and my whole family includes you. ”

He Yanyu patted her shoulder and comforted, "Okay, don't be upset, it's already good to do it at this level for the first time, at least it's much better than I expected." ”

Lan Xin is very unwilling, such a difficult case has been discussed, a small soup, can she be stumped?

Sit down where you fall, think about what went wrong and then get up and start over, and you will definitely succeed!

Blue Heart, who made up her mind to take care of her husband and son's body, studied the practice of tonic soup at home every day, and the fragrance of casserole often wafted in the air, black chicken soup, tube bone soup, pigeon soup, duck soup, and beef bone soup appeared in turn, becoming a frequent guest at the table at their home.

Of course, the taste is getting better and better, and He Yanyu's weight is also growing upward, until there is fat in the lower abdomen, he decisively refuses to take supplements, and it is useless for Lan Xin to persuade him.