Seeing the still warm soy milk, Zhu Zhengang felt even more embarrassed: "I'm really sorry for your trouble, but I still cook soy milk for my children!"
Their family seldom has the opportunity to drink soy milk. After all, buying beans requires money and tickets, and it is troublesome to get them. If you don¡¯t make it yourself, you can buy it in a state-run restaurant, but it¡¯s expensive, and you can¡¯t afford it.
They only go to the state-run restaurant once in a while to have a chance to have some soy milk and sour plum soup.
Li Yanling was fine: "I'm fine, so I cooked a little more, you can take it back and drink it!"
Zhu Zhengang looked at Li Yanling gratefully, didn't say much, knowing what to do, he carried the child and went back with soy milk.
After sending people away, Li Yanling closed the door, tidied up and went to bed by herself.
Speaking of it, Ma Guozhang should go to see the old man today, and I don't know if he has been scolded by the old man. Thinking about it, she is a little gloating.
The next day, Li Yanling got up early, and she cooked a pot of shredded chicken porridge with pheasants. After cooking, she filled a large enamel bowl and gave it to Zhao Linghua.
Zhao Linghua was making breakfast, and when she saw the shredded chicken porridge Li Yanling brought, she was stunned: "Why are you so early?"
Li Yanling smiled: "I'm used to getting up early, here you are, and I'll give you the bowl tonight. I'll go back first, and I have to go to work."
Zhao Linghua didn't refuse any more, and sent her out before returning.
As soon as I returned to the yard, I saw Li Erhua stretching her neck to look at the big bowl in her hand, her eyes were fixed: "What did that woman Li Yanling give you?"
She remembered that Li Yanling was especially good at cooking, and she helped Tao Anzhi cook a lot before, but she had never seen it before.
Zhao Linghua doesn't like Li Erhua very much now, and seeing her dislike for Li Yanling, she becomes even angrier: "What does it matter to you? It's not for you anyway!"
Saying that, she went back with the enamel bowl.
"You" Li Erhua was so angry that she turned around and slammed the door shut.
When Zhao Linghua heard it, she just felt that she was insane.
Here Li Yanling didn't know about Li Erhua and Zhao Linghua. When she went back, she happened to see Zhu Zhengang who was squatting in the yard washing up, so she asked him to wait, and went back and filled an enamel bowl of shredded chicken porridge for her.
"I made porridge, so I'll give you some by the way."
Zhu Zhengang's eyes turned red when he saw a sea bowl of shredded chicken porridge: "Thishow am I embarrassed!"
Li Yanling didn't hide it either, and said: "I made it for myself and Dr. Xia's family over there, just by the way, take it, and send it to the hospital immediately after eating!"
Xia Daan and Zhao Linghua were enthusiastic and helped her a lot, so it was right to cook some porridge for them.
Zhu Zhengang is a big man, and now he is really jealous: "I won't say more, we will help each other in the future!"
Li Yanling just nodded and went back.
Zhu Zhengang also hurriedly had porridge with his daughter, and took his daughter to the hospital after eating.
Wei Lanxin, who was at the opposite door, saw these things in his eyes and was full of disdain: "Xiao En Xiaohui, a nest of snakes and rats, hum!"
Zhu Zhengang didn't bother to talk to Wei Lanxin's family anymore, he took chicken porridge and his daughter to the hospital, just happened to meet Xia Hong who had finished washing, and hurriedly greeted her to eat porridge.
Xia Hong was shocked when she saw that there was chicken in the porridge: "Thisis the pheasant that sister Yanling gave you again?"
Zhu Zhengang made some chicken soup last night, but it made their mother and son hungry. However, Zhu Shujun just took medicine, so he can't drink too much. The rest is divided among their family. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com