Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 323: A bowl of longevity noodles

Misfortunes followed one after another.

Maybe it was the cold wind, or maybe he was frightened.

Just got home.

Zhou Yuanyuan found that the child in her arms had stopped breathing.

She was breathing heavily and couldn't speak.

After all, it took more than eight months of pregnancy to give birth.

She knelt on the ground in pain, crying silently.

When the child is gone, hope is gone.

She held her dead child in her arms, and despite her family's opposition, she found the officials and sued the Deng family for killing her son.

evening.

The police came to Deng's house and arrested Deng Jinian, Deng Wangshu, Ma Wuxing and Deng Siyuan who knew nothing.

Including the servants and maids of the Deng family.

After the last lesson, the new manager did not dare to accept the money and protect him.

That night, they were taken to Chang'an Town.

We didn't arrive until dawn.

At the same time, Jiang Fubao also got up.

Compared to previous times, this was the earliest time she had woken up.

The family is still asleep.

She quietly went to the kitchen, climbed onto a chair and took out the bowls and flour she needed from the cupboard.

Today is grandma’s birthday, and she wants to make longevity noodles for grandma.

"Hmph hum-"

It was the first time she used this body to make pasta, and she was exhausted just by kneading the dough.

The little arms and hands have no strength at all.

You can only use the weight of your body to press the flour.

This resulted in a lot of physical exercise, and after a while, she was sweating profusely.

After finally kneading the dough, you still have to use a rolling pin to roll the dough into a long, thin longevity noodle.

Then we light the stove.

The body is too small.

It's very difficult to do anything.

In fact, there are noodles in her space, but at this special moment, she wants to make a bowl of noodles for grandma herself.

I lit the stove, boiled some water, and started cooking the noodles.

No meat.

Jiang Fubao blanched some wild vegetables and added some seasonings.

Mix in lard.

It smells very good too.

Xiaohua, who was sleeping in her room, smelled the fragrance, ran to the kitchen and rubbed her feet.

Jiang Fubao is bad at naming.

The dog that Meng Bujiu gave her had patterns on its body.

Jiang Fubao named it Xiaohua.

“Woo woo woo woo——”

Xiaohua called out softly twice, probably because she was hungry.

Jiang Fubao didn't feed it.

"Little Hua, be good. I'll give it to you later. This is grandma's longevity noodles. You can't snatch it from grandma!"

Jiang Fubao rubbed its head, stood on the bench and continued to cook noodles.

"Oh oh oh-"

The rooster in the backyard began to crow.

At this moment, the morning glow also covered Jiangjia Village.

Zhang Jinlan put on her clothes, yawned and walked out of the house.

I just happened to see my son and daughter-in-law coming out together.

"It's Yingqiu's turn to cook today, right? Just eat something in the morning. There are pickles in the cupboard, so you can just make some porridge. Oh, and boil an egg for everyone. It's getting cold, so you need to nourish your body so you don't catch a cold when winter comes."

After saying that, Zhang Jinlan prepared to go to the kitchen to boil water.

But he saw his granddaughter hurriedly getting down from the stool.

"Fubao? Why are you up so early? What are you doing in the kitchen? Are you hungry? I'll ask your aunt to cook for you later."

Zhang Jinlan didn't think much about it and just thought her granddaughter woke up because of hunger.

But when I turned around, I found that the fire was still burning on the stove.

"Oh, who lit the stove? Yingqiu, was it you?" Zhang Jinlan thought that the eldest son's wife had already gotten up.

"No, I just woke up. Swallow, did you order?"

Zhu Yingqiu looked at Zhang Yanzi.

"I just woke up too. Where's Xile? Is that her?"

Qian Xile was still asleep, but Jiang Tongjin was awake: "It's not her, Xile is still sleeping."

"Oh my god! What a ghost! The stove can't burn itself." Zhang Jinlan opened her mouth in surprise.

She knew that the men in the family would not light the stove for no reason, so she didn't ask.

"Ah, grandma, I ordered it." Jiang Fubao raised his little hand weakly.

Said softly.

"What? You ordered it? You kid, no matter how hungry you are, you can't cook it yourself! What if you burn yourself? Why don't you come and call grandma, you poor thing, go out quickly, grandma will boil some water and cook for you later."

Zhang Jinlan misunderstood.

She thought her granddaughter was just starving.

"No, I'm making longevity noodles for grandma. Happy birthday, grandma." Jiang Fubao tilted his head and smiled.

Zhang Jinlan stood there in a daze.

He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

birthday?

Yes.

Today is indeed her birthday, but she herself had forgotten it. After all, she has never celebrated her birthday since she was a child.

As a result, when she was almost fifty years old, her granddaughter actually passed away.

For a moment, Zhang Jinlan's eyes turned red with emotion.

"Okay, okay, grandma's good grandson, I'll eat it. No matter how Fubao is made, I'll eat it."

Zhang Jinlan guessed that there was no longevity noodles in the pot at all.

It could be a pot of batter, or it could be a piece of dough that has been kneaded into a mess and cannot be cooked.

But this is her granddaughter's intention, so she will eat it even if it poisons her to death.

However, open the lid.

She was dumbfounded.

There was actually one longevity noodle in the pot, already cooked, with a few wild vegetables floating on top. The granddaughter did not forget to remove the roots of the wild vegetables.

The noodle soup was brown, probably because of the soy sauce.

There are still some oil stars floating on it.

Looking at the open lard can, she understood clearly.

This pot of longevity noodles must be delicious.

I couldn't wait to boil water and wash up with my granddaughter.

She took the longevity noodles prepared by her eldest daughter-in-law and sat in the yard to eat.

"Wow, our Fubao can be a chef in a restaurant in the future. The food tastes so good. Fubao, how do you know how to make longevity noodles?"

Zhang Jinlan was not lying because it was really delicious.

My granddaughter is only three years old.

Turns out to be so capable.

The three-year-old child next door is still wetting the bed.

"I've eaten it, so I can do it. I'm a smart guy after all. Grandma, happy birthday. This is my gift to you."

Jiang Fubao took out two handkerchiefs from his chest.

Zhang Jinlan quickly put down the bowl and took it.

She has a good memory.

When she saw the handkerchief embroidered with butterflies and flowers, she couldn't hold back her tears and they fell.

She hugged Jiang Fubao in her arms and said, "Fubao, I am so lucky to have such a good grandson like you."

"But I also have such a good grandma, so we are even now! Grandma, don't cry, you can't cry on your birthday, hurry up and wipe your nose with a new towel, I washed it secretly, grandma, smell it, it smells so good."

Jiang Fubao grinned foolishly.

Jiang Siyin, who was standing by, was so jealous that he almost died.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, grandma, I'll wipe it with the new handkerchief Fubao gave me. Hmm! It smells really good. It's beautiful and smells really good. Fubao really knows how to buy things."

Zhang Jinlan kissed her granddaughter on the cheek.

Hug tighter.

"Grandma, Fubao and I went to buy a gift that day. This is for you."

Qian Xile also got up.

She took out a small box and opened it. The gold-plated bracelet inside was shining brightly under the morning glow.

It almost blinded Zhang Jinlan's eyes.