Chapter 82: Sharing the Folded Vegetables

Shi Qinghuan looked at the brightly colored cabbage in front of her, she felt that she could make three bowls of rice, so she brought the cabbage to the dining table and put it, and quickly filled herself with a bowl of rice.

Then she picked up a piece of eggplant with chopsticks and put it in her mouth, and then pulled a mouthful of rice into her mouth, well, it was so delicious.

So she didn't care about anything else, and concentrated on cooking.

After more than half an hour, Shi Qinghua finished eating the last bite of rice in the bowl, she touched her stomach with satisfaction, and then she packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen to clean.

After she washed the dishes and chopsticks, she looked at the remaining half of the bowl of folded radish in the bowl, and wanted to send it to Wang Ailan to taste, because the folded radish she made today was so fragrant.

However, this half bowl of folded radish is leftover from her eating, and I don't know if Wang Ailan will dislike it.

Forget it, let's try it, if Wang Ailan dislikes it, she will take the dishes home and keep them for tomorrow.

So she took out a basket, put the folded radish into the basket, and then covered the basket with a piece of cloth, and then carried the folded radish out of the house, and walked towards Wang Ailan's house.

When she came to Wang Ailan's house, she happened to meet Wang Ailan's family having dinner, so she took the folded radish out of the basket.

Then he opened his mouth and said to Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, this is the half bowl of folded radish that I have left, because it is very delicious, I want to bring it to you to taste, if you mind that I eat the rest, I will take it back and eat it tomorrow." ”

"Don't dislike it, it's good to have food this year, where is there so much poverty, besides, the half bowl of folded radish you brought not only has meat, but also enough oil and water, if I dislike it, then I am a big fool."

After Shi Qinghuan heard Wang Ailan's words, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw the surprise in Wang Ailan's eyes.

So she handed the folded radish to Wang Ailan, and then said to Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, then I won't disturb you to eat, and go home first." ”

"Okay." After Wang Ailan finished speaking, she took the food from Shi Qinghuan, and then sent Shi Qinghuan away.

After she sent Shi Qinghuan away, she returned to the house with the dishes, and then she put the dishes on the dining table, and then said to Xu Cuihua: "Mother, this is the dish sent by Huanhuan, she said that it tastes very good, you can taste it." ”

After hearing Wang Ailan's words, Xu Cuihua stretched out her chopsticks and took a piece of eggplant and put it in her mouth, and her mouth was filled with oiliness in an instant, making her reluctant to swallow the dish into her stomach.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Wang Ailan saw that Xu Cuihua didn't say a word after eating the food, and thought that there was something wrong with the dish, so she asked Xu Cuihua.

"I'm fine, it's just that the vegetable oil and water sent by Huanhuan are too much, you can taste one or two pieces, and add some beans and eggplants to stew tomorrow, otherwise I'm afraid your stomach will not be able to stand it."

Wang Ailan nodded after hearing Xu Cuihua's words, and then she used chopsticks to sandwich two pieces of meat for each of the two children in the family, and then sandwiched three pieces of meat for Xu Cuihua and her father.

When it was her turn, she only took a few green peppers, and then she brought the dishes to the cupboard.

When she sat back at the dining table, she saw that there were two more pieces of meat in her bowl, so she immediately looked at Xu Cuihua and her man, and saw that there was one piece of meat missing from each of their bowls, and her heart was suddenly so soft that she couldn't do it.

So she wiped the corners of her eyes twice with the back of her hand, and without saying anything, she directly picked up the chopsticks to eat.