Xia Xiaonian explained: "Well, now it can only be made with rice. I remember that when I was a child, my family used a big stove. My mother was boiling millet paste in it. When the rice paste in the pot was finished, there was a fire under the pot. The rice paste on the side slowly formed into a crispy rice cake, which was fragrant, crispy and delicious."
We have to wait for the rice to be cooked. Xia Xiaonian was very happy when she heard that Fan Mengrou could eat. Seeing that Fan Mengrou's face was indeed better than before, she finally felt relieved.
Xia Xiaonian was afraid that Fan Mengrou wouldn¡¯t want to smell the rice, so she went to the nurse¡¯s station to find a place to cook it. It was almost done. She scooped out all the rice cereal, leaving only a thin layer in the pot, and then covered it with the lid.
Although Fan Mengrou wants to eat all kinds of strange things, as long as she can eat it, it is better than eating nothing at all.
"How come you can do everything?" Xu Lang was very impressed.
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After waiting for a few more minutes, Xu Lang smelled a scent: "Is it almost done? It smells good."
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Several old nurses came around, all drooling with greed, saying that they hadn¡¯t eaten this food in many years.
Xia Xiaonian simply left the rice and rice cooker with them and asked them to continue cooking.
Xu Lang took the rice dumplings that he carefully removed from the bottom and sides of the pot and headed towards the ward.
The layer on the bottom of the pot is relatively thick, while the layer on the edge of the pot is relatively thin. It is so thin that it shines. When you take a bite, it is fragrant and crispy, and your mouth is filled with fragrance.
This thing looks like a lot, but in fact it has little actual content. Xu Lang watched Fan Mengrou eat it. He felt so beautiful in his heart, but he still thought - dear, since you have opened your mouth, can you eat something to make you hungry? What about the stuff? Even if you eat a large piece of this crispy rice, there are still only a few grains of rice in it.
¡°But Fan Mengrou¡¯s appetite is really weird. She specializes in eating messy things. Only you have never heard of it, and there is nothing she can¡¯t think of.
But Xu Lang was fortunate that Fan Mengrou finally stopped vomiting.
He has asked the doctor, is it okay for the child's development to eat such strange things? As a result, the doctor said that no matter what she ate, it would be better than being hungry all the time.
That¡¯s the truth.
No matter what you eat, it is better than adults and children starving to death.
Fan Mengrou can eat now, which is undoubtedly great news for the Fan family and the Xu family.
¡°At least, the child can be saved.
The old man of the Xu family came to the ward to visit Fan Mengrou in person. When he saw how thin Fan Mengrou was, he scolded Xu Lang, then smiled and asked Fan Mengrou to take good care of her, as if the old man who just scolded her was not him.
The old man has always been strict with others, but he liked Fan Mengrou as soon as he saw her.
He had always thought that his grandson was acting recklessly, and he was worried that he would find a shady grandson-in-law for him.
But today, when I look at it, my grandson is quite proud of himself.
What a great granddaughter-in-law you have found.
And we have great-grandchildren.
He was so satisfied.
Mother Xu became more and more satisfied with her daughter-in-law. She took Fan Mengrou¡¯s hand and asked her what she wanted to eat. She went home and cooked it and brought it over.
Father Xu didn¡¯t say much, nor was he satisfied or dissatisfied. In short, he felt like Amitabha if his son could find a woman to marry. What¡¯s more, he also brought his grandson. Isn¡¯t this a double blessing?
Xu Lang¡¯s younger brothers and sisters are also easy to get along with, at least they seem to be more reliable than Xu Lang.
Xu Lang didn¡¯t want to look back: ¡°You mean, I¡¯m unreliable?¡±
Fan Mengrou was in much better spirits than the previous few days. She sat on the bedside and stuffed "fig pulp" into her mouth. The so-called fig pulp was actually not made of real figs, but made of something unknown. , anyway, sour and sweet, she had eaten it when she was a child, and now she wanted to eat it again. Xu Lang finally went to the shop next to the rural elementary school to buy it for her.
She ate the food and said, "It's a good thing I didn't meet your brother first, otherwise, I would despise you even more."
Xu Lang suddenly kicked his younger brother a dozen times in his heart - why do you come to see your sister-in-law dressed so handsomely? Don't you mean to steal your brother's limelight?
"My aunt, can you stop eating this?" Xu Lang turned pale when he saw that Fan Mengrou had more than a dozen small bags under her hands: "WeCan we eat something normal? "
"Let me think about it." Fan Mengrou looked like she was thinking.
Xu Lang waited honestly. It's not like he didn't try to make Fan Mengrou eat other things. That day, while Fan Mengrou was asleep, he went home and chopped meat, made dough, made dozens of dumplings and took them to the hospital. As a result, as soon as he entered the ward, Fan Mengrou heard that The smell made me vomit.
The same thing happened several times after that. As long as it was not what she wanted to eat and I brought something else to her and let her smell it, she would vomit.
This frightened Xu Lang, and he no longer dared to ask her to eat other things without authorization. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com