Cheng Zhou was tidying up things in the house, when he heard two knocks on the door, and when he looked back, it was Su Qin standing at the door with two children.

Because of those bad speculations in his heart, Cheng Zhou's heart trembled when he saw Su Qin at this moment. "What are you going to do?"

Su Qin raised her eyebrows, why did she think that Cheng Zhou's seemed to be a little afraid of her? But she couldn't care so much, so she opened her mouth and said, "Mother-in-law, it's almost past noon, don't you cook?" ”

Cheng Zhoushi was afraid, but when it came to these things, there was still a very good reason, so he pulled a face and scolded: "Eat, eat, where is there food at home?" So greedy, why don't you chop off your own hands and gnaw them? ”

Su Qin didn't talk nonsense with her, and went into the house into the unrestrained grain tank. When I lifted the cylinder head, I saw a small half bag of mixed noodles inside.

Su Qin was not polite at all, took the scoop inside, scooped half a scoop of noodles and was about to leave.

"You put things down! Who let you take it? Cheng Zhou hurriedly rushed over to stop him.

Su Qin flashed with the scoop, Cheng Zhou's threw himself into the air, and almost plunged into the noodle jar, and when she stood firm, she saw that Su Qin had already gone out with the noodle in hand.

"Mourning Star, put down the noodles for me! You deserve something so good! ”

Cheng Zhoushi chased with his little feet, who knew that Su Qin went straight to the kitchen with a noodle scoop, and then when she was about to chase into the kitchen, she slammed the kitchen door shut.

Because of this troublesome incident, every household in Xiaohe Village has strengthened their doors. The Cheng family's house had just been built for a few years, and the kitchen was already strong, and when it was reinforced, the door panel was thick and heavy, and it was closed so violently that Cheng Zhou's family was scared to retreat.

Su Qin quickly plugged in the latch of the kitchen door, and found a thick stick to push the door to death, allowing Cheng Zhou to pound the door outside.

Cheng Zhou's pounded outside for a long time, and the kitchen door didn't move at all, but his hands hurt so much.

Old man Cheng couldn't stand it and dragged her away.

Where is Cheng Zhou's willing to go, those multigrain noodles are enough for the family to eat for two days.

Old man Cheng was also distressed, but now he didn't want to make any more extraneous branches: "Let her run rampant for a few days first, and then clean her up when I turn back." Besides, it's noon, everyone has to eat, so let her toss. ”

Cheng Zhou has always listened to Old Man Cheng's words, although he was so angry in his heart, he could only endure it temporarily.

In the kitchen, Su Qin couldn't help but have a headache when he looked at the multigrain noodles in front of him, what should I do?

After concentrating for a long time, Su Qin decided to follow the steps in the original owner's memory. Pour some water into the basin and mix the noodles with well, well, it's a little dry, so add some more water.

Then when my hands shake accidentally, the water is added a little too much. Well, not a little too much, a little too much.

After a long time, Su Qin looked at the almost unformed noodles, a little melancholy.

Sure enough, there is a difference between memorizing and actually doing it. Her body is like a machine, the original owner's memory is the instructions for use, and she now operates the machine according to the instructions.

Apparently it's not as simple as it seems.

Zhou Zhou and Yueyue stood on either side of her, watching Su Qin not move for a long time, and asked, "Mother, what's wrong with you?" ”

Su Qin came back to his senses: "It's nothing, my mother will raise the fire first." ”

As a result, when she arrived at the stove, she was melancholy again, and she still didn't know how to use flint. Isn't there such a thing as a fire fold in ancient times? Why did she use something so primitive?

Zhou Zhou saw her look of bitterness and hatred, and said, "Mother, why don't I come and raise the fire for you." ”

Su Qin thought of this kid's skillful appearance in the mountain temple, and stood up without hesitation: "Okay, you come and light the fire." ”

Zhouzhou was full of question marks, he just said that he helped to light the fire, how did it become a fire?

Alas, forget it, for the sake of his mother's recovery, he will learn to burn a fire.

Successfully igniting the fire, Zhou Zhou's movements were a little clumsy and he began to operate, after all, it was the first time to burn the fire, and he seemed a little in a hurry, because of his lack of experience, the smoke did not go into the chimney, but came out of the stove.

Suddenly, Zhou Zhou was choked with tears.

Su Qin was also choked and coughed, and hurriedly said: "Use a burning stick to hollow out the bottom of the stove, so that you won't choke." ”

That's how it was done in the memory of the original owner.

Zhou Zhou was so smoked that he couldn't open his eyes, and he forcibly pulled out the bottom of the stove with a burning stick, and sure enough, the smoke immediately changed its course.

Su Qin couldn't help but praise this smart child: "It's amazing." ”

Zhou Zhou quietly puffed up his little chest, look, he has learned one more thing.

Su Qin waited for the pot to be hot, so he picked up the unshapeable multigrain noodles and slapped them into cakes...... If you can't shoot it, the noodles are too thin, and you will immediately flow down as soon as you spread it in your hand.

Hurriedly pasting the first "cake" into the pot, the semi-solid "cake" began to slide to the bottom of the pot, leaving a long white drag mark on the edge of the pot.

I hurriedly took the spatula and tried to shovel the cake back, but the cake stuck to the spatula and pulled out a long strand of noodles.

Su Qin let out a long sigh, she knew that she would be able to cross, how could she have to learn some life skills in the first place.

I finally pressed the first "cake" on the edge of the pot, and then went to get the second one.

By the fourth time, Su Qin began to find a trick and knew how to press the cake on the pot, so she began to be complacent.

However, before she could finish her happiness, black smoke suddenly began to rise from the pot, and a burnt smell rose.

Su Qin hurriedly took the spatula to shovel, but as soon as he used his strength, the cake flew out directly.

Zhou Zhou looked at the cake on the ground that was charred on one side and still flowing, and was a little stunned.

The situation of my mother's scared soul seems to be a bit serious.

Su Qin looked at the cake that could no longer be saved, and discussed with Zhou Zhou with some embarrassment: "Is the fire too big?" ”

Zhou Zhou saw that his mother was a little at a loss, for fear that his mother would be sad, so he quickly nodded: "Yes, mother, I must have burned the fire too much, I will add less firewood." ”

Su Qin got down the steps, quickly picked up the spatula and scooped up the remaining two cakes that also began to emit black smoke and turned over.

After tossing in the kitchen for half an hour, Su Qin looked at the cakes with different shapes, random thicknesses and pitted surfaces on the board, and awkwardly reached out to pick up one and broke it in half.

It's good, the outside of the cake is already burnt, but the inside is thick, and it is obviously still raw.

Su Qin didn't have the courage to say it himself.

Zhou Zhou took the cake very kindly, broke off the edible part and handed it to Yueyue, "Eat it quickly." ”

Yueyue was a little resistant, this half-cooked cake was as hard as a stone.

Zhou Zhou took advantage of Su Qin's inattention and glanced at Yueyue.

Yueyue sighed and resigned herself to picking up the cake and grinding her teeth.

The mother and son had an extremely difficult lunch in the kitchen, and Su Qin even felt that the rancid cake that Zhouzhou hid that day was better than the one she made.

Looking at the two children again, she felt even more guilty.

What a wonderful two children, they didn't protest picky eating at all, she almost couldn't eat herself.

really didn't have the courage to take another look at those miserable cakes, Su Qin hurriedly fled the scene with his two children.