Zhao Guode felt that the taste of this mouthful of milk fruit was very familiar, and when he thought of the answer, he stared at the milk fruit crib next to his bed with a look of surprise. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I know what it tastes like. ”

"What taste?" Lian Xiaohui was full of confusion, she didn't understand why the milk fruit in the morning was still the taste of Wangzi milk, and in the evening, it turned into a faint sweet smell with a slight fishy smell.

"Guess!" Zhao Guode hugged Xiao Asheng, and there was a thief snickering on his rare face.

"I can't think of it," even Xiaohui thought hard for a long time, but there was no answer.

"Haha, because you haven't drunk it. Zhao Guode grinned, but he was coldly waved by Xiao Asheng and slapped him, and the flesh slapped him in the face, making his father so cute that he only called him.

"What the hell?" Lian Xiaohui followed with a slap and gently patted Zhao Guode's broad shoulder.

"It's neinei!" Zhao Guode hugged the baby and sat next to Lian Xiaohui, "Today, the baby didn't drink the thawed breast milk, and there are still more than ten milliliters left in the world, I look at it and pity it, so I poured it into my mouth, which is exactly the same as this taste." ”

"Huh, can't you?" Lian Xiaohui's eyes widened in disbelief, "Ah Sheng has only been back for a day, so this has become his taste?"

But no, Xiao Asheng has drunk the premature infant milk powder in the hospital since he was born, and Lian Xiaohui's milk. Therefore, his favorite flavor is one of the two.

And he came back from the hospital today, groggy and sleeping in his crib. In just a short period of less than a day, the taste of milk fruit has become Ah Sheng's favorite taste.

"Lin once told me that milk fruit is a very intelligent plant. The nutritional content and taste will change with the closest users. Zhao Guode thought about it and told Lian Xiaohui what Lin Zeng said. "I saw Ah Sheng's growth record in the hospital just now, and the original growth situation was not ideal, but from a certain time, his growth and development suddenly became normal, and even gradually began to catch up. ”

"At that time, could it be that after I got the milk fruit, the milk increased?" Lian Xiaohui answered.

So, we can't look at this crib the same way we look at ordinary plants. ”

"It's so powerful, do you think this milk fruit will become a sperm?" Lian Xiaohui felt that since receiving Lin Zeng's crib gift, her materialistic three views have been constantly subverted.

"After the founding of the country...... You can't become a refinement!" Zhao Guode said in a deep voice.

“……”

Lian Xiaohui restrained her urge to give her husband a violent shock, and turned the topic back to Lin Zeng: "No matter what the situation is, after a while, you must invite Lin Zeng to have a good meal." ”

"Hey, I just treated him to a drink that day. Zhao Guode touched his son's buttocks, the diaper was bulging, and he turned around to find diapers, "I'll eat it next time." ”

"I also said that it was embarrassing to invite someone to eat and come back drunk, and to trouble others to help you deliver milk. Lian Xiaohui stared at Zhao Guode with dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, I'm with him. ”

"But, then again, my own body, I know best. Lian Xiaohui tried hard to drink the milk fruit that tasted the same as breast milk, then took the grapes washed by Zhao Guode on the bedside table and washed the milky smell in his mouth, and threw the grape skins and grape seeds into the milk fruit's nutrient bag, "When I just gave birth, I felt that my whole body was collapsed. My hands and feet were sore, my limbs were weak, and I felt like my whole body was hollowed out. Coupled with the fact that he has to express milk seven or eight times a day, he has not been in such a bad state in his life. I used to work five or six night shifts in a row, and I wasn't that tired. ”

"Wife, you've worked hard. Zhao Guode dressed Xiao Asheng a little clumsily, and the little guy lay on the bed obediently, letting his father move his hands and feet.

"After listening to me, I drank milk fruit every day. Gradually, I feel that the state of the person is much better. I sleep well every day, and most importantly, I don't feel tired all the time, and I feel that my back hurts and I can't get up when I look at my phone for a while. Lian Xiaohui slowly recalled the changes after eating milk fruit, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was a magical plant.

"Uh...... Isn't it just to promote lactation? It's such an exaggeration. The fruit of this milk fruit was almost drunk by Lian Xiaohui, and Zhao Guode only tasted a few mouthfuls occasionally, and did not experience it personally by Lian Xiaohui.

"I think that because the milk fruit is comprehensive and rich in nutrition, it is a good nutrient solution for mothers who have just given birth to a baby. It can adjust the nutritional ratio according to the physical condition of the mother and provide the most appropriate elements. This is not an exaggeration, you look at my Xiaoyanagi in the same department, she was born a month earlier than me, and she gave birth naturally, and now she still feels physically exhausted, and I feel very good now both mentally and physically. ”

"Could it be that my wife is young?"

"Koyanagi is two years younger than me!"

"Shall I have some drinks too? I've been feeling bad lately. Zhao Guode thought about it very seriously.

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When Zhao Guode and his wife were studying milk fruit, Lin Zeng was also studying milk fruit.

He collected the seeds of the harvested goddess strawberry fruit and the fragrant wine bottle grass and put them in the jade box. The seeds of the Harvest Goddess Strawberry are the size of sesame seeds, and the seeds of the Aromatic Wine Bottle Grass, which are the same as the bottles on the branches of the Wine Bottle Grass, are a smaller version of it, about the size of broad beans.

This time, more than 300 strawberry seeds and more than 30 fragrant wine bottle grass seeds were harvested at one time, which was a bumper harvest.

Leaving the breeding space, Lin Zeng checked the situation of the milk fruit mother plant in the planting furnace.

The mother plant of the milk fruit obtained by the lottery struggled to grow in his semi-finished planting furnace, and the number of milk fruits that fell on the ground almost smoothed the ground of the planting furnace.

Many milk fruits have passed the carvable period and are completely finalized. These seeds are not suitable for urban people to cultivate. After all, when it is cultivated and grown, it is a round spherical shape that does not take up winter, which has no practical value at home and takes up space.

These milk fruit seeds, Lin Zeng had another use, so he collected them for the time being and put them aside. The other part of the milk fruit seeds that can be carved are also collected separately.

After packing up, Lin Zeng took out the milk fruit carvings handed over to him by Jiang Hua, took them out of the box, and placed them on the table one by one.

A plate of boiled three-color dumplings, placed on the chair next to him, was still steaming. The red, yellow and green dumplings make the dumplings look like a three-color rainbow. Pumpkin, spinach and red dragon fruit are added to the flour of the dumpling wrappers to form a colored dough. This is what Liu Han told Lin Zeng, and they fought for Aunt Jin.

The thin crust locks in the fragrant filling, and as soon as you bite into it, a very attractive aroma flows in your mouth. In the dried bamboo shoots and meat filling, there is not much juice, which is just right to make the meat filling more tender and delicious.

Lin once admitted that he had never eaten such delicious dumplings.

That doesn't count at noon.

He eats dumplings and has always liked to take a bite and solve a bowl cleanly. But now, he was suddenly reluctant to eat like this. He wanted to taste it slowly.

The thin but firm dough is mixed with fillings and chewed constantly. Lin Zeng savored the taste of the three-color dumplings, and at the same time sorted out the micro-carvings of the furniture on the table.

It is said that it is a miniature carving, but it is not particularly small, each one is only slightly smaller than an egg.

He placed the carvings of Jiang paintings in one place, and the finished products carved by another carver were also placed in a unified manner.

Suddenly, the work desk in Lin Zeng's small red brick building was suddenly occupied by pocket-sized furniture of various shapes.

The works of two different carvers are separated, and even a person like Lin Zeng, who thinks he has no artistic aesthetic vision, can distinguish the level of the two carvers.

The carving of Jiang painting is smooth, whether it is a simple single bed, a complicated double bed, or a rocking chair with higher difficulty, all of them have delicate lines and natural formation, and they are placed on the table, with their own artistic beauty that they never get tired of looking at. Another carver, Wei Xiaoyuan's milk fruit works, although they are also quite exquisite, but compared with the two, they are slightly dull, whether it is the overall shape or the details, they are far from the same.

Lin Zeng decided that Jiang Hua's works would never be given away easily, but collected and appreciated and used for himself. And Wei Xiaoyuan's milk fruit carvings can be sold to others.

After all, he couldn't use that many beds and chairs by himself.

After completing the classification, he put Wei Xiaoyuan's milk fruit carving works into the box.

I sandwiched a three-color dumpling for myself, well, after cooling, the taste is different, but the taste is not reduced.

He began to carefully choose the engraving of Jiang painting.

Which ones he likes the most, he has to pick out and breed them into real size.

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P.S is moving to the nest today, and he is very busy, and he definitely doesn't have time to code words during the day. So the second one today is more likely to be late, I'll do it as soon as possible!(To be continued.) )