Zeng Wenjuan spent the whole afternoon making clothes, and it was getting dark. She put down the clothes, stretched her body, and said to Zhao Jianguo, "What are we having for dinner tonight? Noodles or rice, or porridge?"

"What do you want to eat?" Zhao Jianguo asked Zeng Wenjuan with a smile on his face.

"Then let's drink porridge! There is a piece of fresh pork liver at home, so let's make pork liver porridge." Zeng Wenjuan thought that if she didn't eat the piece of pork liver in the cupboard, it would taste bad tomorrow.

Zhao Jianguo nodded: "Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll help you."

The couple went into the kitchen together. Zhao Jianguo sat down at the stove and started to light the fire, while Zeng Wenjuan went out to wash the dishes.

Then put the washed rice into the pot: "Burn a few big pieces of firewood in, so you don't have to burn it back and forth. You need to use a high fire when you start cooking the porridge."

"Okay, I got it." Zhao Jianguo obediently put several pieces of chopped firewood into the stove and stacked them up. Then the firewood was lit one by one in the stove, and the fire burned more and more vigorously.

After washing her hands, Zeng Wenjuan picked up the pig liver and washed it in clean water. Then she put it on the cutting board and cut it into thin slices. After cutting, Zeng Wenjuan put the pig liver into a bowl and marinated it with salt, cooking wine, soy sauce and pepper.

Then start to cut the ginger into strips and the green onions into chopped green onions and put them in a small bowl. The pig liver smells very fishy, ​​so it is necessary to add more ginger strips to remove the fishy smell.

Zeng Wenjuan opened the lid and saw that the rice was almost cooked. Then she poured the sliced ​​pork liver into the pot and continued to cook.

After a while, I saw that the pig liver changed color, so I added the zombies and stirred it with a spatula. Seeing that the rice porridge had become thick, Zeng Wenjuan added the appropriate amount of salt and stirred it with a spatula.

So that the salt can be fully dissolved, so that it is not salty in some places and bland in others. Then put the raw liver porridge into a large pot and add the chopped green onions that have been chopped in the morning.

Zhao Jianguo saw that Zeng Wenjuan had already prepared dinner, so he pushed his wheelchair over and took the pot from Zeng Wenjuan. He said to her, "You just take the bowls and chopsticks, I'll do this."

When the two put the dinner on the table and Goudan didn't come out, Zeng Wenjuan took off her apron and put it on the back of a chair beside her.

"What's wrong with this kid? He hasn't come back yet even after dark. You eat at home first, and I'll go look for him."

"Okay, be careful on the road. It's dark now, take a flashlight with you when you go out." Zhao Jianguo looked down at his legs and said to Zeng Wenjuan.

Zeng Wenjuan nodded, took the flashlight from the table, and went out to look for him: "Goudan... Goudan... where are you? It's already dark, and you don't even know how to go home for dinner."

Zeng Wenjuan shouted as she went to Gang's house and came to the door. Gang's grandmother heard the noise and came out of the house, smiling and said to Zeng Wenjuan: "Come and find the child, he is eating at my house. The two children are eating deliciously together."

"I'm so sorry. My son Goudan is so ignorant. We have prepared meals at home." Zeng Wenjuan said a little embarrassedly after hearing what her grandmother said just now.

"Well...it's no big deal. How much can a child eat in one meal? Besides, he doesn't eat every day. As soon as Goudan came to my house, I didn't have to feed him anymore. His appetite has improved a lot." Grandma said with a smile on her face.

Zeng Wenjuan looked inside the room and saw that the two children were eating happily. From her angle, Goudan had already finished a bowl of rice. Just when Goudan was about to get more rice, Zeng Wenjuan walked in and stopped him.

"Goudan, go home with your mother. We have prepared your favorite dinner."

"But my brother just invited me to have dinner at his house." Goudan looked up at Zeng Wenjuan. He didn't want to go home at all, he still wanted to play with his brother.

Zeng Wenjuan forcefully pulled Goudan to her side. She said to him coldly, "You just ate. It's getting dark now. Go home with your mother."

"It's okay, it's okay, the child likes to eat, just let him finish eating at home, I will send him back later." Just now, grandma also liked Goudan. He is sweet-mouthed and talkative, which makes people like him.

Zeng Wenjuan still pulled Goudan forcefully and said to the grandmother, "No need, we have cooked a pot at home. If Goudan doesn't go back, we won't be able to finish it. Let's wait for another day. I'll be home someday to eat together."

After hearing this, grandma stopped inviting him forcefully and said to Zeng Wenjuan with a smile, "Okay, since we've cooked it at home, I won't keep you any longer. When Goudan wants to come over to eat next time, just come over. Remember to tell your mother so that she won't have to look for you."

Goudan nodded obediently and waved goodbye to the man and his grandmother: "Goodbye, brother and grandma, we will go back first."

On the way back, Zeng Wenjuan said to Goudan seriously, "Don't eat at other people's houses without saying hello in the future. Every household has limited food. If you eat, they will have to eat less. It's not like the family didn't prepare food for you. Did you hear me?"

"I understand, Mom. I won't do it again." Goudan was still too young and really didn't understand the ways of the world, but when he heard Zeng Wenjuan say this, he agreed.

Zeng Wenjuan saw Goudan was so well behaved, she patted his head and said with relief: "Let's go back together. Maomao made your favorite raw boiled pork liver porridge tonight, it smells so good."

The mother and son walked hand in hand, and Zeng Wenjuan held a flashlight as they walked home. They arrived home soon.

Zhao Jianguo heard them coming upstairs, so he served the mother and son some pork liver porridge and put it aside to cool. When he saw them coming in, he said, "The porridge is almost done. Wash your hands and come over to eat."

Goudan and Zeng Wenjuan washed their hands together and sat on the chairs next to the dining table. Goudan scooped a spoonful of pork liver porridge and put it in his mouth.

"Mom, this pork liver porridge is delicious. I want to eat it again tomorrow. It smells delicious and has the flavor of meat."

"You little clever boy, you only know how to eat delicious food. You want to eat meat, right? I'll go upstairs tomorrow to see if there's any lean meat for sale and bring some back. We'll have century egg and lean meat porridge, and we'll make pork liver and lean meat soup with the pork liver." Zeng Wenjuan said to Goudan with a smile.

Zhao Jianguo looked at Goudan with a serious face and said, "Now that you know the food at home is delicious, you don't even go home after dark and just play outside. You don't even know to come back until your mother looks for you. You should know when other families start cooking. You have to go home, otherwise your parents will be worried."