"If Miss Bai doesn't have porridge to drink at home, you can come here, and I'll cook it for you, old woman. I've been cooking porridge for decades, and my little master grew up drinking my porridge. ”

Grandma Wang rolled up her sleeves, took out the pot from the sterilizer, scooped out two bowls of rice from the locker and poured them into the small basin, and was about to dig it, but Bai Su reached out and took the basin.

"Grandma, just let me exercise! I'm so old, if I can't even cook porridge well, it's a shame to say it, isn't it? She smiled as she turned on the faucet to wash the rice, and Grandma Wang saw that she couldn't resist her, so she took some vegetables and shiitake mushrooms from the refrigerator, chopped them finely, and put them in a bowl.

asked to cook porridge by himself, Bai Su actually had his own careful thoughts.

Cheng Jingyang must be used to Grandma Wang's cooking skills, if she is lazy to let Grandma Wang cook this time, Cheng Jingyang will definitely sneer at her when she drinks it.

Anyway, no matter how you think about it, it's better for her to cook it with her hands, it's a big deal to poison him once, and it's not bad for him to have no strength to scare her.

According to Grandma Wang's instructions, Bai Su poured the washed rice into the pot, added water, and then crushed the green vegetables and shiitake mushrooms in the bowl, and covered the pot with satisfaction.

As the porridge boiled to the point of small bubbles, she scooped a spoonful of salt and sprinkled it in.

The porridge was fragrant, and Bai Su was hungry when he smelled it. Grandma Wang lifted the lid of the pot and sniffed it, adjusted the heat to a minimum, and after five minutes, turned it off again.

"Almost." She smiled and brought a porridge bowl, "This rice is very good, my old woman smells fragrant." Miss Bai, drink it, it's good to drink hot porridge on this kind of day. ”

Bai Su was praised and smiled sweetly. She carefully filled a bowl of porridge and took a spoon and put it in. The porridge was steaming hot, and the heat insulation effect of this bowl was good, and she didn't feel hot at all.

She took the porridge and walked upstairs very slowly, towards Cheng Jingyang's room.

Cheng Jingyang smelled the porridge from afar and got up from the bed.

He took medicine last night and his dizziness was relieved a lot. Now except for some deficiency, that is, cold and nasal congestion, in fact, there is no big problem.

But in order to let Bai Su take good care of himself, he still decided to carry out the pretending illness to the end.

"Ahem, cough, ahem!" Before Bai Su entered the door, there was a violent coughing sound from inside, she pushed the door in, Cheng Jingyang leaned weakly against the head of the bed, and his chest shook slightly from time to time.

"The porridge is ready, drink it yourself." She put the porridge bowl on his bedside table and shook her hand, "It should be delicious, it's too hot I didn't try it." ”

Cheng Jingyang picked up the porridge bowl without hesitation, scooped a spoonful, blew it and put it in his mouth.

His eyebrows furrowed tightly, and the expression on his face was subtle.

"How? Is it delicious? ”

Bai Su rubbed his hands expectantly, "I was very serious when I washed rice, and I washed it three times!" ”

"Good...... Salty. Cheng Jingyang deliberately dragged the good word to the elder, "I think the government should raise the price of salt again, so that you can pay attention to the control of salt amount next time you cook porridge." ”

"If it doesn't taste good, don't drink it." She Nunu said, "Anyway, you have hands and feet, and it's not that you can't cook it yourself." ”

He took in her little expression, and his heart softened. He scooped up another spoonful, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it before he could taste it.

Bai Su muttered: "Isn't it delicious?" ”

"I'm going to give you some face."