There was a circle of girls around Meng Ran, and there was a single seedling seedling, all of whom looked at the two pots of water with a curious expression.

A few babies thought: Grandma is so old, why is she playing in the water?

Could it be that Grandma wants to play with us?

Grandma must also think the water is fun!

Several diced radishes directly lit their toes, just like grandma, staring at the two basins of water in a daze.

For a moment, the scene was still, the painting style was too peculiar, and the large and small ones stood in front of the water tank, doing nothing, just staring at the water.

It wasn't until my eyes were tired that I couldn't help but rub my eyes and find that the water had turned into ice.

The diced radishes shouted in direct surprise:

"Ahh Grandmother! What's going on? ”

"How did this water turn into ice?"

"Wasn't it still water just now?"

A few little turnips were eager to reach out and touch the ice.

But I couldn't help but look at my grandmother, wanting to stretch out my hand, but I was afraid of being beaten.

"Touch it, is this really ice?" Meng Ran spoke.

In an instant, three or four pairs of small hands reached directly into the wooden basin.

"Well, it's really ice!"

"It's so cool and comfortable."

Since the ice cubes are relatively small, a few small diced radishes directly hold a small piece of ice close to their faces.

A few diced turnips closed their eyes with a look of enjoyment.

"It's really cool!"

"Grandma is awesome, make ice cubes."

"Grandma is so amazing, she can conjure up ice cubes."

"I know, Grandma is the best person in our family!"

A few radish heads' boastful ass simply slapped Meng Ran's heart, the immature child's voice, with a serious expression, was particularly cute.

In an instant, she felt that these radish heads all looked smart, lively and cute, and these little ones seemed to her to be a lot more pleasing to the eye, so she decided to add food to them at noon.

"Since you all praise me so much, Grandma decided to make you something to eat at noon." Meng Ran was in a good mood, not only successfully made ice cubes, but also received a lot of praise from the little guys, and said happily to a few radish heads.

In an instant, a few little babies became excited: "Grandma, you are really the best!" ”

"Better than mom and dad!"

"Grandma, I'll earn a lot of money for you to spend in the future."

"Grandma, I'll make you clothes when I grow up."

Meng Ran smiled and listened to the promises of a few little guys, "Okay, that grandma is waiting for you to grow up." ”

Seeing that it is not yet noon, anyway, at noon, I will make two stir-fried meats and two vegetarian dishes, and the stew pot soup will be over.

So she made food for the little ones first.

There are still a lot of yams at home, and the weather is so hot and there are ice cubes, so I make a yam ice cream.

This dessert is simpler, convenient and easy to make, and fast, make this for the little ones to eat, and then make lunch directly.

Meng Ran directly took out several catties of yams, and three or four yams were already a lot, because the yams dug up on the mountain were big and thick, and the volume was huge, and one yam was very heavy.

Wash the yam, do not need to peel it, cut it directly into sections, put it in the steamer, and steam it directly on high heat for 15 minutes.

The yam was ripe quickly, Meng Ran used chopsticks to remove all the yam skins, made a large pot of yams, twisted a pot of lumpy yam into yam puree with a rolling pin, and stirred well in one direction.

Scoop the mashed yam into small bowls, each bowl with a little bit of wild berry jam from the mountains, and put them in the ice cube basin.

Let the ice cubes cool for a while, and the yam ice cream is ready.

When she was doing it, several babies had been around her, reluctant to leave, watching her do it step by step.

"Grandma, is this done?"

"Grandma, can you eat it directly?"

"Grandma, this looks delicious."

The countrymen have never eaten much food in the city, let alone this novel dessert like modern ice cream, and they have never tasted it, so a few little babies are so hungry that they can't stand it and want to eat it very much.

"Put away your gluttony and let it ice for a while, it's even more delicious when it's cold."

Hearing Grandma's words, a few diced radishes instantly quieted down, super well-behaved, and waited quietly for ice cream.

Seeing a few babies guarding, Meng Ran shook his head and went directly to cook lunch, it was not early.

Wash the rice and cut a piece of sweet potato into the pot, and let the sweet potato gruel boil first.

Time has passed for a while.

Meng Ran held five spoons, one for each little guy, and couldn't wait to eat.

The yam ice cream is very soft, and the delicate taste conquers every little radish head.

"Grandma, I've never eaten anything so delicious."

"Grandma's ice cream is so delicious."

"Grandma, give you a taste of mine."

Meng Ran saw a spoonful of ice cream fed by the little guy, and unceremoniously lowered his head and ate it.

"The ice cream has a cold taste, and the ice cream has a hint of sweetness, which is really delicious."

Seeing that a few little guys were eating happily, Meng Ran was relieved.

Yu'er, who was watching her brother and sister eat, was not happy, waving her hands and feet, and screaming.

"Good Yu'er, when you are older, Grandma will cook you other delicious food, it will only be more delicious than this, okay?"

Looking at the crystal clear at the corners of Yu'er's mouth, Meng Ran looked at the baby with a smile, took out a saliva cloth, and wiped the saliva off the corners of her mouth.

Meng Ran directly put the ice cubes made today not far from Yu'er, and then asked the little ones to fan the wind with wooden fans from time to time, so that the slightest coolness of the ice cubes was blown to the little guy, so she was not so noisy today.

Sure enough, the ice cubes can really work, this is the little ancestor, she is comfortable, and she is also happy.

I saw a few little guys consciously washing the dishes after eating, and continued to come back to see my sister.

Meng Ran went to stir-fry, cleaned the pork belly from the town, cut it directly into slices, planned to fry a bean and fried shredded pork, as well as bitter gourd fried pork slices, and made a tomato egg drop soup in the cold potato shredded potatoes and okra, and the dishes at noon were all alive.

The beans in the yard grow quite well, you can pick them every two or three days, and if you don't pick them, you will get old, and if you cut the pork belly into shredded meat, the amount will look more.

Eating bitter gourd in summer can still reduce the heat, and the meat is cut into thin slices and fried directly with a piece.

Finely cut the shredded potatoes, blanch the okra directly, then pour in the sauce, stir and stir.

Tomato and egg drop soup is faster, and the eggs can't be collected in summer, so you can eat them if you can, so you can eat three eggs into the soup and make a big pot of soup, and one person can serve three bowls of soup.

The bones she bought at the pork shop, she kept and planned to use them to make carrot and pork bone soup in the evening.

After the meal was ready, Meng Ran directly sent a baby to call someone back for dinner, she took a shower first and then had lunch as usual, covered in sweat, and the whole person was uncomfortable.

The people who were building the house, when they heard the shout that the meal was open, immediately dropped the tools in their hands, and rested after lunch first.

I'm wondering what kind of dish it will be at noon today? Mother/aunt, will there be so much meat fried for lunch today like yesterday?

Of course, Meng Ran never disappointed.