Palliative (GL)

【wuxiax.com】Mobile reading website wuxiax.com If you like it, share it

"...Mom, I really don't need it, I can cook simple dishes... Well, fine, let's not talk about it..."

Chi Muyun held the phone in one hand, and poured oil into the pot with the other.Ling Suzhen was afraid that she would eat out every day, so she wanted to help her find a cooking aunt.

Chi Muyun refused.Aunt Wu at home is different. She grew up watching her, and she is a relative in her heart.She still finds it awkward to have a complete stranger living at home.

She hasn't cooked for a long time.Every year when I go back to my grandparents’ house, I cut up the vegetables and stir-fry and stew them casually, as long as they can be eaten, which is not considered “cooking”.It's different now, with Lu Qingming here, she has to think about it.

The good thing is that for her, cooking is not difficult, but there is still some distance from "familiarity".

The poached eggs are fried and put aside, put yellow beans, almonds, and water in the soymilk machine, and press the switch.Take a piece of dough that has been kneaded in advance, roll it into a cake shape, spread sesame oil evenly on it, sprinkle with sesame seeds and sugar, roll it into a tube, and cut it into four small balls.The small dumplings were rolled into small round cakes, placed in a sizzling pan, flipped twice, the surface of the cake was burnt, and after a while, the sesame sugar cake that was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside came out of the pan.

The cake was put on the wire net to drain the oil, and Chi Muyun took out a large jar of sour radish made by Aunt Wu from the refrigerator, and put it in a small dish.Steaming almond soy milk is poured into glasses, each with a spoonful of sugar.

At this moment, Lu Qingming rubbed his eyes and walked out of the bedroom.

She shrugged her nose.The living room was filled with the fragrance of almonds, her eyes lit up, and she ran to the kitchen.

The woman was wearing a casual dress with an apron tied around her slender waist. Her long hair was neatly rolled up into a bun, making her neck even longer.With her back to Lu Qingming, she lowered her head to stir the soybean milk, and her long legs beat the beat of the music on the TV from time to time.

It's the song "Ten Years" again.

Lu Qingming quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face, then rushed to the kitchen to bring sesame cakes, fried eggs, and pickled radish to the dining table.

Chi Muyun walked over with a glass of soy milk in one hand, she turned her head and smelled Lu Qingming's face, her brows slightly frowned, "Didn't you rub the incense?"

Lu Qingming turned his head, looked at her with wide eyes, and suddenly took a big mouthful of soy milk with her hand, with soy milk stains on his lips, then ran to the bathroom like a gust of wind, and ran away like a gust of wind half a minute later When I came back, I took another big mouthful of soy milk.

The soy milk is sweet, with a long aftertaste of almond aroma after swallowing.Seeing that she liked to drink, Chi Muyun poured her another half glass.

It was already time to go out, but Lu Qingming was still reluctant to part with her.The soy milk made by Chi Muyun is so delicious, she has never had such delicious soy milk.

However, she knew that she couldn't be willful, so she put on her schoolbag and silently helped Chi Muyun close the shoe cabinet, lock the door, and walked out with her.

There was some congestion in the morning, but fortunately the distance was very short, and it seemed like three kilometers to the school. Chi Muyun was not in a hurry. He put his hand on the steering wheel and nodded leisurely. With the other hand, he turned on the radio and tuned to the children's channel.

"abcdefg, hijkln..."

The cheerful alphabet song came, and Chi Muyun saw that Lu Qingming's legs were beating the beat again, but none of the beats were correct.

Chi Muyun raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but curl his red lips into a smile.She stretched out her arm and took out a small bag from behind, and handed it to Lu Qingming.

Lu Qingming blinked and unzipped the small bag.

Inside is a big lunch box and a thermos cup.The lunch box is divided into two compartments, one for rice, and the other for stewed pork ribs and cauliflower, as well as some corn and carrots.

Lu Qingming opened his eyes wide.This is the way she expresses her surprise, she silently opened her eyes wide and looked at Chi Muyun.

The car in front finally started slowly. Chi Muyun smiled and looked ahead, started the car and said, "I will make an extra meal in the evening, and you can take it to school the next day. The food in the school cafeteria is not very good. Really? Remember to take it to the cafeteria and let the master heat it for you for 2 minutes. There is soy milk in the thermos, and it won’t be cold at noon.”

Lu Qingming didn't say anything, Chi Muyun slightly raised his eyebrows, "Do you remember?"

"Remember..." Lu Qingming lowered his head, touched the thermos cup, and then zipped it up.She secretly glanced at Chi Muyun, her heart was full of joy and happiness.

By looking at the contents of a child's lunch box, you can know whether she (he) is loved and cared about.

She used to think that having scrambled eggs in the lunch box was a kind of happiness.

But now, she got far more than scrambled eggs.

It was only after many years that she realized that what she wanted was more, more...

Lu Qingming looked at Chi Muyun in a daze, but Chi Muyun was thinking about other things.The third grade is going to learn English, Lu Qingming is not very good at Chinese, English is not even worse...

Yesterday morning, I only had two classes. Starting from today, Class 5 ([-]) officially ushered in the first English class.

After one class, Lu Qingming was stunned.

It wasn't long before she learned pinyin, and she was a little overwhelmed when she first came into contact with the English alphabet.Most of the other students are locals from Beijing, and many of them have already started learning English in kindergarten.

After class, Wang Yaning secretly glanced at Lu Qingming.Lu Qingming flipped through the book with his head down, scratching his hair from time to time.

The boy behind Wang Yaning was robbed of the stapler by Lu Qingming yesterday. He felt uneasy and kicked Wang Yaning's stool. While muttering, "The little guy takes up such a big place, so what are you looking for..."

【wuxiax.com】Mobile reading website wuxiax.com If you like it, share it