Siheyuan: Cooking journey

It was actually a cake.

The lid of the pot was lifted.

The fragrance becomes more fragrant.

Lou Xiao'e was surprised and felt a surge of sweetness in her heart.

In the past, cakes were not rare and could be eaten frequently.

But now, it seems so far away.

She understood why He Yuzhu made the cake.

It is to prepare the bitter Chinese medicine. But why do we need to drink Chinese medicine?

Lou Xiao'e found that she was no longer so averse to Chinese medicine. It felt wonderful and sweet. Just thinking about the sweet cake made her feel that the horribly bitter Chinese medicine was not bitter at all.

"Not hiding anymore?"

He Yuzhu came into the room carrying the boiled Chinese medicine and saw that she had already gotten out of bed, and couldn't help but tease her.

"Huh, who's hiding?"

Lou Xiao'e's cheeks flushed slightly, and she waved her fists, pretending to be angry and warning: "If you dare to say you saw something, be careful or I will beat you up."

"It's best not to hide. The medicine has just been boiled and is hot. Drink it quickly."

The Chinese medicine was placed on the table, and A Yugui arranged it carefully.

"When it cools down, I'll drink it all in one gulp."

Lou Xiao'e raised her little chin slightly, as proud as a little peacock.

He Yuzhu looked at her strangely.

I was so scared before, but now I’m not scared anymore. It’s really confusing.

But then I thought, this inexplicable change might be a miracle brought about by An Ran's medical skills.

So he stopped worrying about this inexplicable thing.

Not long after, He Yushui came back and the cake was steamed.

I didn’t make too many cakes because the conditions were limited.

However, He Yuzhu thought about it and decided to divide it into three parts.

The old man liked sweets, so he asked He Yushui to deliver a portion to the hard of hearing old lady.

Since I was already giving it away, I might as well send one to an old man's house. Although the portion was not big, it was nice to try something new.

......

next door.

Qin Huairu was busy preparing dinner. The canteen didn't make steamed buns today, so what she took home was corn bread mixed with a little flour.

Even so, it is still an improvement compared to the steamed bread made of pure cornmeal.

Banggeng and Xiaodang each got one, and the other one was naturally left for the mother-in-law who always made them worry.

No matter how hard the days are,

Qin Huairu never thought of sending her mother-in-law to the countryside. The reason was simple: once her mother-in-law left, who would help take care of the children?

But this calculating mother-in-law just couldn't understand such an obvious truth. She was afraid of being disliked all day long, and she was always finding faults or speaking with sarcasm, making the house as lively as a play.

After having a tantrum that night, my mother-in-law became much more obedient. She no longer made trouble out of nothing and did whatever I asked her to do. She was very well behaved.

Qin Huairu was in a good mood. Who wouldn't want to live in harmony if possible?

After a while

Granny Zhang came back from her walk.

This is an unwritten rule between them. The mother-in-law takes care of the children during the day, and when Qin Huairu gets off work, the mother-in-law can move freely.

Qin Huairu had nothing to complain about this. Her family's conditions were already tight, and she didn't have any high demands on life. She was content as long as her children were well fed and warmly clothed and had someone to take care of them.

"Come and eat."

Qin Huairu shouted.

Granny Zhang sat down with a stern face, picked up the steamed bread and started to eat it, but she said unforgivingly:

"Shazhu is really outrageous now. He makes delicious food at home, but he is afraid that others will smell it. He fills the yard with the fragrance, just like he is trying to prevent thieves.

"But no matter how careful he was, I still saw him. He gave some to the uncle's house and the old lady in the backyard.

“I just happened to come across it, so I didn’t see clearly what it was, but the smell was definitely good;

"This fool, why don't you give gifts to your own family members when you give them to an old man or an old lady?

"You know, we're neighbors, I watched him grow up, but he doesn't remember our friendship at all, what an ungrateful person!

"Silly Zhu, it's like this. Rainwater has changed. In the past, Rainwater was very close to our family and would send us delicious food.

"Now they have learned to be like this. They don't even say hello when they meet. It's really unlucky to have two neighbors who don't know how to be grateful..."

Granny Zhang seemed to have opened up a chatterbox and couldn't stop.

Qin Huairu's ears were almost callused from listening to this. She glared at her coldly and said, "Just eat well. The child is still here. Don't talk about those useless things."

Granny Zhang glanced at her, immediately shut up and took a sip of water.

The water is finished.

When Granny Zhang saw that Banggeng had finished eating the steamed bread, she lowered her head and said nothing, while Xiaodang still had half of it in his hand, so she smiled and said:

"Xiaodang, you can't finish it all by yourself, share half with your brother. When your brother grows up, he will earn money to buy you good food."

"Okay, give it to my brother."

Xiaodang nodded obediently and broke off half of the cake for Banggeng, who took it and ate it silently without saying a word.

Qin Huairu watched the scene but didn't stop it.

Xiaodang really can't eat that much. Banggeng is already eight years old, and one steamed bun is not enough to fill his stomach.

It is said that children from poor families grow up early and are content with just having a stutter.

What makes Qin Huairu sad is that the children at home would rather starve than eat cornmeal steamed bread.

Are you used to eating white flour buns?

If that was the case, Qin Huairu really didn't want to bring any more white flour buns home. She planned to let the children go hungry for a few meals so that they would understand that they should not be picky about food.

In times like this, it’s good enough to have food to eat, there’s no point in being picky.

Xiaodang is still okay, but Banggeng is still like this at this age. She really can't understand how this child became like this.

Not long after,

Granny Zhang finished her steamed bread and looked at the half-eaten steamed bread left in Xiaodang's hand. She glanced at Qin Huairu and asked tentatively:

"Xiaodang, Banggeng, do you want to eat something delicious? Shazhu's house has it.

"You haven't seen his new wife yet, have you? It's a good opportunity for you to go to his house and say a few words of blessing and ask for some candy..."

At a newly-married couple’s house, children would come to ask for candy for celebration and generally people would not refuse.

Qin Huairu knew what was going on and what her mother-in-law was up to, so she replied coldly, "Just eat well."

Granny Zhang immediately shut up, picked up the steamed bread, and started to eat it with an unhappy look on her face.

Qin Huairu lowered her head and said nothing more.

She had met that woman several times and she really didn't want her child to run over and beg for food.

It's nothing else, just because of her dignity, especially in front of that woman, she must maintain this dignity at all costs.

in the room.

The cake had been completely eaten, and the bowl of Chinese medicine had gradually cooled down.

At this moment, Lou Xiao'e seemed to have turned into a docile little quail, with her forehead pressed tightly against her chest.

He Yuzhu gently touched her hair and couldn't help laughing and said, "Didn't someone just try to be brave and say that he would wait until it was cool and drink it all in one go?"

"I'm really fine, can I not drink?"

She pleaded in a low voice.