When Shui Sheng heard this, his eyes lit up, and he thought that he had heard it wrong, so he hurriedly asked: "Mom, aren't you perfunctory to me, if you really don't like to eat, I'll make you some millet porridge." Anyway, we can get rations tomorrow. ”

"Silly child, there are so few rations at home, and my mother's illness has delayed several jobs, how much rations can I receive. Let's eat it. ”

"Then let's eat sweet potato porridge too. Several children said in unison.

Although you can't take out the rice dishes in the space, the spiritual spring water can be used to cook rice. After all, it is a spring with aura, and it is best used to make porridge.

Originally, a few children who had no appetite for the sweet potato porridge finally ate one by one with their mouths next to the porridge bowl.

Seeing that there was not even a pickle to eat, a few children could only eat white porridge when they waited. Wei Ning'er began to move.

With Lingquan's help, she regained her strength in a while. So he pickled them with crispy turnips. There is salt in the house, and there is little oil. Fortunately, Wei Ning'er used to buy a lot of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in her warehouse, she opened a restaurant with her brother and sister-in-law at that time, and she usually cooked by herself, so she easily stored some in the warehouse, who knew that this would come in handy.

When she was making pickled radish, she put a few children outside, she shaved off the skin of the old radish, cut it into hair-thick shreds, and then stirred it with old wine, vinegar, salt, chicken essence and other seasonings.

Put all the seasonings away, marinate for half an hour, and wait for the sweet potato porridge to cook just right to eat. There is nothing else in the countryside in winter, and there are still old radishes and old cabbages.

However, if you have no oil or salt, if you eat too much, you will lose all the oil and water in your stomach. Sometimes children would rather drink white porridge than eat fried cabbage and radish, which is too unpalatable.

"Let's try this, my mother has been sick for the past few days, and she hasn't been able to take care of you, but I had a strange dream, and I learned to cook a lot. This pickled radish was learned by my mother in a dream. You eat and eat, look good and eat, don't you eat. ”

Although my mother helps in the small kitchen, her craftsmanship is obvious to all children, and it is really not ordinary unpalatable.

In the past, when Qin Mian was in a good mood, he would also cook and cook for the children, but none of them loved to eat, either the rice was burnt or the salt was too much.

This plate of pickled radishes made by Wei Ning'er looks good, they are afraid that their mother will make it too salty, and it will be too late to vomit.

And when my mother was cooking just now, she deliberately broke them off, and I don't know how much she put today.

When several children heard that they were going to try it, they all had the courage of a strong man breaking his wrist.

However, a few of them had just expressed their determination in front of their mother that they wanted to take good care of her, and if they showed dislike for what she had done, they didn't know how sad she would be when she knew the truth.

"Okay, I'll try it first, don't rob me. Shui Sheng said with a smile, then picked up the chopsticks and took a big chopstick.

When the other children saw their brother try it, they let go of their hearts one by one. Then wait to see my brother's strange expression.

Unexpectedly, after Shui Sheng ate a bite of the pickled crispy shredded radish, his brows stretched out, and his mouth was full of praise, "It's delicious, Mom, your cooking skills are really good." ”

Moist and aquatic products thought that the eldest brother was saying this to make his mother happy. Shui Shui is a child who doesn't have so much thought, listening to his brother say that it is delicious, he can't help but saliva in his mouth, and hurriedly brings his small wooden bowl to his brother and asks him for it. "Brother, is it delicious, you have to eat water and water. ”

Shui Sheng immediately sandwiched two chopsticks for Shui Shui, and after clipping, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked the top of her head, "Eat it, it's delicious." ”

Shui Shui nodded again and again, pulled a mouthful into his mouth, and then two crescent-like eyes smiled and bent over. "Wow, it was so delicious, mom was awesome. ”

I can't believe the words of the water, and the water and the water exchanged glances with each other, and I don't know if I want to taste it too.

I've been deceived too many times before, and every time I have a lot of hope, and the last one is extremely painful to swallow that unpalatable dish.

"Eat, mom's craft can be a chef. After Shui Sheng finished speaking, he hurriedly clipped his mother with chopsticks. "Mom, you can try it yourself. ”

Of course, Wei Ning'er knew her skills, but the expressions of these children made her feel sad. She decided to let a few children eat some meat tomorrow.

Hearing his brother's affirmative words again, Shui Run and Shui Shui reacted.

Hurriedly put a chopstick in his bowl, and after eating this bite, he felt that even if he ate braised pork, he didn't enjoy it so much.

"Whew, delicious. ”

"It's delicious, it's delicious. ”

Because Wei Ning'er's health has improved, the sluggish atmosphere at home has also improved a lot, in order to let the children sleep well at night. Wei Ning'er demolished the beams of the hut in the west just to raise the fire.

I can't let the children freeze today, and from tomorrow onwards, it will be her Wei Ning'er who will shelter these children from the wind and rain.

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