Yang Xiuming muttered: "No matter how powerful my junior sister is, you have to call me senior brother!" ”

Wu Xin glanced at his son: "That's all you have!" ”

Yang Xiuming said with a smile: "I am self-aware, in calligraphy, I haven't inherited my father's endowment, how can I blame it?" If you want to blame, you should blame my mother for not giving birth to me well. ”

Wu Xin raised the spoon and was about to hit: "Stinky son, if you don't work hard, you blame your mother." ”

Yang Xiuming dodged with a short body, ran out and said, "I'll go and tell my junior sister not to write." ”

When he walked to Zuzu's bedroom, he saw Lin Qinghe standing in front of the desk, concentrating on writing, that concentration was something he couldn't do no matter what.

He turned his head and saw Zuzu lying on the bed, tilting his head, looking at Lin Qinghe, his eyes were very gentle and kind.

Yang Xiuming entered the door and said, "Zuzu, I'm back!" ”

When Mrs. Tao saw her great-grandson come back, the look in her eyes was obviously happier, and she screamed twice.

Lin Qinghe finished writing this word, raised his head and said, "Senior brother." ”

Yang Xiuming walked over with his hands behind his back and looked down at the words written by Lin Qinghe on the desk.

"This is Lishu? My dad will let you write the letter now? ”

Lin Qinghe nodded.

Yang Xiuming cried with a sad face, "It's over, I'm still learning regular script, my father will let you learn Lishu, I can't compare to you if I shoot a horse......"

Lin Qinghe tilted his head, "Senior brother, I haven't seen what you wrote." ”

Yang Xiuming waved his hand: "You can read my words, in my father's words, my words only have their shape, the craftsmanship is too strong, and I can only do a hobby in the future, and if I want to become a calligraphy master, it is impossible in this life." ”

He looked at the official book written by Lin Qinghe, and said sourly: "This is the first time you have written a li? It's so well written, I don't want to fly even when the stupid bird flies! ”

When the two were talking in the room, Yang Zhongyuan also came back, Wu Xin pulled him into the kitchen, and said that the matter of the traffickers in the morning was over, and Yang Zhongyuan was also afraid for a while.

"These traffickers are simply rampant! How long has it been since the crackdown, and they have swaggered out to commit crimes again! You don't have to worry about this, I'll go there in the afternoon, and I'm sure they'll be punished severely!" ”

Wu Xin nodded: "It has to be punished severely, otherwise I don't know how many families will suffer." ”

After finishing the business, Wu Xin said: "Today, Lotus made a few bamboo pipes for grandma, which are very convenient for drinking water, soup, and porridge." At noon, I made dragon and phoenix basalt porridge for my grandmother, which has been cooled, so let my grandmother eat it first, and then we will eat. ”

"What dragon and phoenix Xuanwu meat soup porridge?"

Wu Xin said with a smile: "It's not the girl of the lotus flower, I brought a black snake, a pheasant, and a group of fish, I stewed together, the soup was used to boil porridge for grandma, and the snake meat, pheasant and fish meat were torn off and cut into fine pieces, put them in the porridge and boiled together, the porridge was rotten, and the meat was also boiled into minced meat, and grandma could swallow it directly without chewing." ”

"That's a good idea! Porridge is also more conducive to digestion, and you can boil more porridge for grandma in the future. ”

"I see."

Wu Xin scooped a bowl of cold porridge, took a thick bamboo tube with the word "meat porridge" engraved on it and went to Mrs. Tao's bedroom.

"Grandma, it's time to eat."

Yang Zhongyuan picked up his grandmother, stuffed a few pillows behind her back, and let her lean against the wall.

Wu Xin inserted the bamboo tube into the bowl and put the crooked piece into Mrs. Tao's mouth, she sucked it gently, and the porridge in the bowl slowly decreased.

The taste of the dragon and phoenix Xuanwu soup is very delicious, the rice grains are boiled rotten, and the minced meat is also very fine, there is no need to chew at all, and it is not stuck in the throat if you swallow it directly, Mrs. Tao swallowed it very happily after taking a sip.

It's been a few years, and she finally doesn't feel that eating is torture anymore!

In a short time, she finished a bowl of porridge, and her stomach was full and warm, not to mention how comfortable.

Yang Xiuming watched it from the side, and said excitedly: "Mom, what do you think of this method?" It's so convenient! ”

In the past, every time my mother fed Zuzu food, because Zuzu had difficulty controlling the muscles in her mouth, when her mother fed her, her mouth was always not open, and she kept trembling, and often spilled rice all over her body.

Although my mother put an apron around Zuzu, it was always inconvenient, and it always took more than half an hour to eat a meal.

Now with a straw, not only can Zuzu eat quickly, but he doesn't have to worry about spilling rice, which is great!

Wu Xin said with a smile: "Where did my mother come up with it, it was the method that Lotus Flower thought of, and she also made these bamboo pipes." ”

Yang Xiuming reached out to touch Lin Qinghe's head and muttered, "Why is this brain so smart?" ”

Lin Qinghe parted his head and dodged.

After Mrs. Tao finished eating, she called "ho ho" twice, and Wu Xin said, "Okay, Mom, I'll bring water for you to rinse your mouth." ”

When she poured warm water, Yang Zhongyuan and his son looked at her gargling with a look of surprise, and praised the bamboo pipes sent by Lin Qinghe.

After Mrs. Tao rinsed her mouth, she made a few more "ho-ho-ho", and Wu Xin said: "Then grandma, you sit down for a while, let's go eat first." ”

The four of them moved to the living room, Yang Zhongyuan helped his wife bring the food to the table, Yang Xiuming looked at the three dishes and one soup on the table, and his saliva was about to flow out.

"Mom, I must eat three bowls of rice today!"

Wu Xin smiled: "If you're not afraid of breaking your stomach, you can eat." She: "Today's soup is rare, let's finish the soup first and then eat." ”

Several people scooped a bowl of soup first, Lin Qinghe scooped a spoonful with a spoon, blew it cold and drank it, his eyes lit up slightly: "The soup made by my mother is better than my mother's." ”

Wu Xin smiled: "Really? Don't coax the teacher. ”

"I never lie, the soup made by my mother is indeed more fragrant than my mother's, and the salt is also very appropriate, the soup made by my mother, the salt is heavier, and the taste is rougher, not as delicate as the one made by my mother."

Wu Xin said with a smile: "I've been fine at home in the past few years, except for writing and painting, I'm thinking about three meals a day, and now it seems that there are still some results." ”

Yang Xiuming took a sip of the soup, "hmm", and gave a thumbs up, "I have to, this dragon and phoenix Xuanwu soup made by my mother is indeed delicious, and it can be compared with my cousin's skill in making soup." ”

Wu Xin was very happy to hear this, and smiled: "Your cousin is a professional, but your mother can't, it all depends on the good materials." Whether it's this snake, this chicken, or this clump of fish, they are all wild, and if they are changed to domestic ones, the stewed soup will not be so fresh. ”

Lin Qinghe's heart moved: "Master, my cousin is a chef?" ”

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