The daily garden of rebirth

Seeing that Gu Zhili did not object, Zhang Mei took a small spoonful, put it in her mouth and tasted it, and then she looked down at the food in the porcelain bowl in surprise.

She could taste it, it was indeed just made of rice, but she had never heard of this method, and the taste was surprisingly good.

After just a sip, Zhang Mei put down the porcelain bowl, turned to look at Gu Zhaoyang, and asked curiously, "Xiaoyang, how did you make it, can you tell my aunt?"

This kind of taste is really suitable for children. It melts in the mouth, and the taste is sweet and soft. Zhang Mei wants to ask how to make it. She will make it for her daughter when she goes back later. I think the little girl will be very happy. .

"Auntie, I didn't make this." Gu Zhaoyang shook his head at Zhang Mei, and said, "It was made by someone I rescued a few days ago. Xiao Li wanted to eat it, so he made it."

Hearing this, Zhang Mei frowned, "The man is still at your house, why hasn't he left yet?" She knew that Gu Zhaoyang and Gu Zhili had rescued a teenager whose origin was unknown, and she came to bring him with him She showed him the injury, but she didn't expect that half a month had passed, and the other party was still there.

Gu Zhaoyang put the sleeping brother in his arms into Gu Zhili's arms beside him, motioned him to sleep with the little brother, and then answered Zhang Mei's question.

"The man's injury has not healed yet. I will let him go when he is healed. I won't let him stay for a long time."

Zhang Mei nodded: "That's fine, otherwise, if something happened to him in Linshui Village, it would be bad."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Mei looked at the porcelain bowl on the table with a little regret. Since it was not made by Gu Zhaoyang, she would not be able to learn it.

Probably due to the early death of his parents, Gu Zhaoyang would habitually observe a person, so he naturally noticed Zhang Mei's regretful eyes.

He lowered his head, thought for a while, and said to Zhang Mei: "Auntie, sit here for a while, I'll find him to teach you."

Hearing this, Zhang Mei waved her hand and refused, "It's not good to be so much, and I'm not familiar with people, so it would be bad if I bother them."

This kind of thing tastes good and the ingredients are simple. If it is easy to make, it can be used as a snack for children. It will be very popular. Maybe it is a secret recipe at home. How could you be willing to teach her?Zhang Mei did not report much hope.

"He shouldn't find it troublesome." Gu Zhaoyang said this, although he didn't know why he said such words, but he thought of the gentle smile of the man he rescued in the morning, turned around and ran out.

At this time, Tang Qian, who returned to the room, went into the space and took a bath with spring water. After coming out, he felt much more comfortable, and the tiredness accumulated when tidying up and making rice noodles just now disappeared.

Just as he was about to lie down and rest, he heard a knock on the door. After a while, he saw the door being pushed open, and Gu Zhaoyang walked in. His face was still expressionless as usual, but his eyes were somewhat Not the same - much softer than before.

Tang Qianhe admired Gu Zhaoyang, a young child who carried a whole family by himself, so he was not annoyed that the other party came in without his consent, but asked softly, "What's the matter?"

Gu Zhaoyang listened to the words, glanced over his head, and said awkwardly: "...I want to ask you for a favor."

Tang Qianhe looked at the awkward expression of the child in front of him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened unconsciously, and he continued to ask, "What are you busy watching?"

Gu Zhaoyang didn't raise his head, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his small face showed an expression that didn't fit his age, and he said unnaturally: "My aunt wants to know how to make that rice paste."

After a pause, he added, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Tang Qianhe thought it was something, but it turned out to be just rice paste, so he immediately agreed, "What's the trouble?"

While speaking, Tang Qianhe stood up again, picked up the coat he had just taken off and put it on, and then said with a smile: "Okay, let's go, let's go out."

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Gu Zhaoyang walked in front, not much faster than Tang Qianhe, and would look back at him from time to time to make sure that Tang Qianhe's face was still rosy before continuing to walk. The short distance also took some time. When she returned to the room, Zhang Mei was still sitting on the chair waiting.

When Zhang Mei saw Tang Qianhe, she was a little surprised. She had seen this boy before, but at that time the boy was pale and covered with blood, so he covered up his appearance. Looking at it now, she couldn't recognize him. live out.

Gu Zhaoyang looked at Zhang Mei and Tang Qianhe in a daze, so he called auntie, and Tang Qianhe followed Gu Zhaoyang and called out naturally.

Zhang Mei came back to her senses, answered twice, then smiled friendlyly at Tang Qianhe, and asked, "Is your injury healed? How did you get injured and fainted in front of Xiaoyang's house?"

Naturally, Tang Qianhe didn't know, so he shook his head and replied: "After I woke up, I don't remember much of what happened before. As for my injury, it has healed a lot."

Hearing this, Zhang Mei didn't ask any more questions, but she felt a little bit embarrassed, she didn't even have any memory, it was really pitiful, so Zhang Mei, who was about to say something, swallowed it back.

Zhang Mei is an outspoken person, so it's awkward to beat around the bush like this, so she just asked the question she wanted to ask directly. She took the porcelain bowl, pointed to the rice paste inside, and asked with a smile: "Xiaoyang said this food It was you who made it, I just want to ask how it is done, I will learn from it, and I can make it for my two children when I go back."

"This method is very simple. First, prepare the rice..." Tang Qianhe explained the method one by one after hearing the words. He spoke in a neither fast nor slow manner, and explained carefully.

Zhang Mei thought that Tang Qianhe would tell her the method, but she didn't expect that the other party would tell her how to do it in detail after hearing her question, and she was a little surprised.

Zhang Mei is a woman who is used to doing housework, so after Tang Qianhe explained how to make rice paste, she already understood it completely, and even pointed out a few places where it can be processed repeatedly to make it taste better.

After Zhang Mei and Tang Qianhe learned how to make rice noodles, they left first, and she had to go home to cook, so it was inconvenient to stay longer.

Before leaving, Zhang Mei assured Tang Qianhe with a smile: "I will not spread the recipe of this rice paste, you can rest assured."

Tang Qianhe: "..." After thinking about it, I felt a little dumbfounded.

It was almost noon at this time, and the sunshine outside was very good. Gu Zhaoyang was already hungry because of the farm work, so his stomach gurgled twice in front of Tang Qianhe.

After all, how hard did he try to pretend to be old, a child is still a child, Gu Zhaoyang's face was completely red, he pursed his lips not to look at Tang Qianhe's expression, and planned to turn around and go out to make lunch.

Tang Qianhe looked at the child in front of him, smiled, stretched out his hand to hold Gu Zhaoyang's arm, and said in a warm voice: "You can eat this small bowl of rice porridge to fill your stomach first. I will make this lunch."

Gu Zhaoyang looked at Tang Qianhe's eyes full of suspicion, not quite convinced: "You know how to cook?"

Tang Qian replied with a smile: "I can cook."

Gu Zhaoyang hesitated for a long time, and then whispered: "Thank you."

Tang Qianhe let go of the child's hand, stretched out two fingers, and shook it in front of Gu Zhaoyang, "You have already told me twice to thank me today, if you have to say thank you, I should be the one to thank you Man, you saved me."

After finishing speaking, Tang Qianhe passed Gu Zhaoyang and walked out.

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When washing rice for cooking, Tang Qianhe took advantage of Gu Zhaoyang's inattention to introduce spring water into his body and then out his fingers, mixing it into the rice washing water.

This spiritual spring is very good for the body. It was tried by Tang Qianhe himself. If the medicine stone on his body was an ordinary medicine stone, it would take at least two months to fully recover. Since he discovered the space, he began to drink the spring water. Sure enough, the wounds on his body healed faster, and now he is almost healed.

Tang Qianhe felt pity for the three brothers Gu Zhaoyang and Gu Zhili and Gu Yule, thinking of the three children who were malnourished and in unhealthy bodies, they hoped that this spiritual water could make them healthier, which could be regarded as repaying their life-saving kindness.

Put the washed rice into the pot to cook, Tang Qianhe took the vegetables and began to wash them. The vegetables were wild vegetables dug from the mountains. They didn't taste very good but they were edible. Tang Qianhe looked at them, feeling sore in his heart, as he washed them, Some were slightly absent-minded, and the movements of their hands also stopped.

When Gu Zhaoyang came out of the room, he saw Tang Qianhe in a dazed state.

After standing there for a while, Gu Zhaoyang walked up to Tang Qianhe and squatted down, and began to wash and choose vegetables without saying a word. He has been doing these tasks since his parents died, so his skills are very skilled.

There was one more person in front of him, and Tang Qianhe came back to his senses. He looked at Gu Zhaoyang who left his head alone, and gradually, an idea rose in his heart, which became more and more intense.