The Porcelain of Rebirth Comes to Work

After something like that happened, Hu Lingcui couldn't be in the mood to make lunch. She looked at the ingredients in the kitchen and hesitated, not knowing where to start.

Seeing this, Ning Xianglang suggested to the side: "Why don't we make a slice of soup!"

Pian soup is the most commonly eaten noodle dish in Hujiawan. Roll the dough into thin slices and put them in the soup to cook.Hu Lingcui made a good soup, and the simple thin noodles tasted delicious.

Hu Lingcui's eyes lit up when she heard Ning Xianglang's proposal: "This is easy to handle, but I don't know if your two children are used to eating."

Fu Mian nodded hurriedly: "Of course I'm used to it!"

Fu Zhengtian responded: "We are also from the north."

The problem was solved smoothly, and Hu Lingcui smiled and found out the flour and started kneading it.

Ning Xianglang continued to work expectantly.

He hasn't eaten sliced ​​soup made by Hu Lingcui for many years. Although it is not impossible to eat it in other places, the feeling is different.Take the flour as an example. The fine flour used at home is not the fine flour from outside, but the one sent from Hujiawan. The dough made from it has good toughness, and the hot thin noodles have a refreshing elasticity when chewed.

In order to enjoy the food earlier, Ning Xianglang was not polite at all, and directly pulled Fu Zhengtian and Fu Mian into the battlefield.

Fu Mian probably can't be counted on, because Fu Mian looks like a pampered young master—the kind who doesn't have to do anything.

But Fu Zhengtian, Ning Xianglang has high hopes for him!

Fu Zhengtian couldn't say no to Shangning Xianglang's expectant expression.

He still has some experience in making pasta, because his father was born weak and sick, and many things need to be avoided. Fu Zhengtian's mother often changes ways to make new tricks on the things his father can eat, and pasta is one of them.At the beginning, Fu Zhengtian could only watch from the sidelines, but after watching it a few times, he gained some insights, and gradually he was able to help.

Every time his father heard that he had a hand in hand, he ate more happily than usual.

Fu Zhengtian has been pointed out by countless people since he was sensible: your father is a short-lived ghost!

Whether it is malicious or kind, such words are deeply imprinted in Fu Zhengtian's mind.Fu Zhengtian studied everything harder than others, and studied everything more seriously than others, because he could not tolerate the expression of disappointment on his father's face.

As long as he can do this, no matter how much he pays, he will not find it hard.

Seeing that Ning Xianglang was looking forward to this piece of soup, Fu Zhengtian secretly observed every movement of Hu Lingcui, and kept it in his heart to try to do it himself when he went back.

When Ning Xianglang ran over with a rolling pin in his arms, Fu Zhengtian took the initiative to take it in his hand and said, "I'll help."

Hu Lingcui was a little surprised.

Fu Zhengtian told the truth: "Auntie, please teach me." He paused, "My father is not in good health and can't eat many things. I want to learn to go back and cook for him."

Thinking of Fu Lin's situation, Fu Mian's face also became a little sad.He squeezed to Fu Zhengtian's side and raised his hand and said, "I will learn too!"

Hu Lingcui finally understood why Fu Zhengtian kept staring at him!

Hearing Fu Zhengtian's sensible words, she liked and felt distressed at the same time: "No problem, I will teach you everything, and I will write the method to you later, and then call and ask if you don't understand."

Fu Zhengtian said gratefully: "Thank you, Auntie."

Ning Xianglang didn't expect to see another side of Fu Zhengtian.

With just a few simple words of dialogue, Ning Xianglang has already glimpsed what is hidden behind the countless praises.

Ning Xianglang watched Fu Zhengtian, who was proficient in rolling noodles under Hu Lingcui's instructions, and couldn't help but sigh: This person really can make people feel a clear gap in every aspect...

No one is born to know more than others, to think more thoroughly than others, but to work harder than others.

He is so talented and has paid a lot, just knowing that envy, jealousy and hatred are destined to be far away!

Ning Xianglang rolled up his sleeves: "I'm coming too!"

Fu Zhengtian laughed after hearing this: "It's just you with small arms and legs, you'd better stay aside obediently."

Fu Mian looked at her "big arm" belonging to a junior high school student, and felt that she was more qualified than Ning Xianglang to participate, so she immediately raised her arm and said excitedly, "I'll come, I'll come!"

Fu Zhengtian glanced at him, the meaning in his eyes was obvious: don't make trouble.

Fu Mian deflated like a deflated rubber ball.

Ning Xianglang squatted on the side with Fu Mian and wept: This guy is simply incomparable!

Hu Lingcui was delighted to see the exchanges between them. Her son has been clever since he was a child, and he dared to do and say anything, and he hardly convinced anyone.It's good right now, it's a good show to see a guy who is stronger than him suddenly appear-this kid finally met his nemesis!

When Fatty Su came to invite them, Ning Xianglang jumped up first, and happily ran to open the door.

Fatty Su caught sight of Fu Zhengtian rolling out noodles with Hu Lingcui, and lowered his voice in surprise and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ning Xianglang said: "My mother and Brother Tian are making sliced ​​soup, have you eaten sliced ​​soup?"

Fatty Su shook his head, his face full of curiosity: "What is that?"

Ning Xianglang said: "Come and have a look together and you'll know?"

Fatty Su nodded repeatedly: "Okay!"

Under Ning Xianglang's flickering, there were three people squatting on the side looking at each other and crying.

Fatty Su is the most direct person, and the envy, jealousy and hatred on his face are not hidden at all: "How can this guy even know how to cook!!"

When Ning An Guo came back, a large bowl of soup was brought out for each person.Hu Lingcui's soup was well boiled, and the aroma got into the nose before it was put on the table. After serving the table, each grabbed the green onion and sprinkled it on top. The soup was still hot, and the green onion was so hot. The umami comes out, and it smells as delicious as it needs to be.

Hu Lingcui saw the children staring eagerly, and immediately said: "You can eat it, you are welcome."

Hearing this instruction, the four little bean dings immediately moved in unison!

Seeing that they were eating well, Ning Anguo smiled and boasted: "Cui Cui, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Ning Xianglang said while eating, "Brother Tian also has a part to do."

Fatty Su also said: "Yes, yes! Brother Tian is amazing!"

Fu Zhengtian glanced at the two little guys who called "Brother Tian" quite naturally, and inexplicably felt that the feeling of having two younger brothers was not bad.

When Ning Anguo heard that Fu Zhengtian had also made a move, he looked at Fu Zhengtian in surprise.

Fu Zhengtian just turned his gaze away from Ning Xianglang, and after noticing Ning Anguo's gaze, he looked back generously and asked: "Uncle Ning, I actually came to ask you for your opinion. The matter of Hujiawan Mrs. Fu may have made a hasty decision, if there is something that is not enough, Uncle Ning, you must give us some advice."

Ning Anguo took a sip of the noodle soup with a smile on his face: "Your Fu's investigation team is more professional than anyone else."

Fu Zhengtian got an affirmative answer and ate more comfortably.

When everyone was almost done eating, Ning Xianglang asked Fatty Su: "Fatty, why did you come to my house? Is there something wrong?"

Fatty Su: "..."

After a moment of silence, the chubby pier cried: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ning Xianglang smiled: "Calm down, calm down!"

Fu Mian couldn't bear to say: "Yeah, don't worry, first tell me what's the matter with you coming to Xiaolang's house!"

Fatty Su lifted his spirits, and said Su Wenfeng's invitation. After he finished speaking, he looked excited again: "My mother is very good at cooking!" Thinking that the slice of soup just now was so delicious that he almost swallowed his tongue, Fatty Su asked again. Unwilling to finish, "As good as your mother!"

Ning Xianglang's eyes lit up.

He was pleasantly surprised by Su Wenfeng's proactive invitation.

He wouldn't be so narcissistic that he would change Su Wenfeng's mind just by saying a few words to Su Wenfeng. It's more likely that Su Wenfeng intended to make peace with Ning Anguo in the first place!

Ning Xianglang looked expectantly at Ning Anguo.

Ning Anguo seemed to be slightly taken aback, then he nodded straight to Fatty Su: "Tell your father that we will definitely go there in the evening!"

After completing the invitation task, Fatty Su went home happily.

Seeing that Fu Mian's nap time was about to arrive, Fu Zhengtian stood up and said, "We have made an appointment with Driver Li, so let's go back first. Thank you, Auntie, for your hospitality!"

Hu Lingcui said: "Wait a minute, I'll get you some flour, we Hujiawan made it ourselves!"

Fu Zhengtian had a smile in his eyes, and his tone was a little more grateful: "Thank you, Auntie!" He glanced at Ning Xianglang, "Fu Mian and I may often come to play with Xiaolang in the future, it's really disturbing."

Ning Xianglang: "..."

Why does he think this guy wants to learn his mother's unique skills!

Fu Zhengtian took Fu Mian home, and Fu Lin was sitting in the lobby reading a newspaper.

Seeing that Fu Zhengtian came back with a bag of things, Fu Lin was a little surprised, and asked with a smile, "You're back?"

Fu Zhengtian nodded.

Fu Mian ran over and recounted what he had seen and heard all afternoon.

Fu Zhengtian knew that Fu Mian couldn't hide his personality, so he went upstairs to talk to Fu's mother.

Fu's mother is a smart and beautiful woman. After hearing Fu Zhengtian talk about the abbreviated version of "going to a friend's house for dinner", she happily touched Fu Zhengtian's head: "My father and I hope that you will make more friends like other children. .”

Of course Fu Zhengtian knew this, but he always couldn't get along with his peers before—after all, he had nothing in common with people whose mouths were full of toy planes, game consoles, and comic books.

This is also his regret all along—not that he has no friends, but that he cannot satisfy his parents' wish.

After seeing Ning Xianglang, he felt that he had seen a turning point. What did it matter if he didn't have a common topic? Wouldn't it be enough to raise a child who could keep up with him?

Fu Zhengtian secretly put Ning Xianglang in the ranks of "cultivation targets".

Fu's mother is the person who knows Fu Zhengtian best. Seeing that Fu Zhengtian looks happy these two days, she is very pleased.She said: "I will also invite you, a new friend, to come to my house some other day."

Fu Zhengtian nodded.

Not only did he want to invite Ning Xianglang to come and sit down, but he also wanted Ning Xianglang to learn a few of the same lessons as him.Anyway, the teacher invited by the family is teaching one, teaching two is teaching, at most paying an extra fee-in short, education must start from the baby!

Of course, how to turn Ning Xianglang over still needs to be carefully calculated.

Fu Zhengtian collected his thoughts, smiled and said, "I'll make some soup for my father at night, and you can try it too, Mom."

Mother Fu hugged Fu Zhengtian and said, "Teach me too, if your dad likes to eat, we will make more for him."

Fu Zhengtian said, "Okay."

He was lucky no matter what anyone said.His parents have always been very loving, and his father is still alive - he cherishes such days more than anyone else.

Fu Zhengtian talked to Fu's mother for a while, and when he was about to go back to the room, Fu Mian suddenly ran up: "Zhengtian, your father told you to go down, there are guests coming!"

Fu Zhengtian was slightly surprised, and went downstairs to the living room.

The guest who came was an old man over half a century old, with a white beard and a mandarin coat with a golden pattern, looking quite fairy-like.

When Fu Lin saw Fu Zhengtian, he waved to him and said, "Zhengtian, didn't you buy a birthday present for your grandfather two days ago? Take it out and show it to this old expert."