Ke Ningyan was extremely pleased with herself.
Every time Wang Zihao was picked up from his mother's house, he would always swagger around and be very proud of himself.
This time, it was finally his turn to suffer a setback!
happy! ! !ヾ(≧▽≦*)o
Ning Yanshu was in a great mood and skipped away with Ning Wan.
The mother and son walked home hand in hand.
I walked through the bustling city streets, entered the old neighborhood, and finally returned to my rented room.
Open the door and turn on the light.
The small room was lit up, dispelling the darkness.
The room, which was originally dirty and messy, was cleaned and tidied up after Ning Wan cleaned it.
The window was open, and a breeze was blowing in.
The curtains swayed slightly, casting dappled light and shadow.
A faint fragrance lingered in the air.
Ning Yanshu took a deep sniff and inhaled deeply.
It smells so good.
It smells like my mother...
...
"Remember to wash your hands and rinse your mouth when you come back from outside."
Okay~
Ning Yanshu drew out the last syllable as she stepped onto a small stool and went to the restroom.
Ning Wan then took the few leftover steamed buns to the kitchen and rummaged through them.
The original owner didn't cook often, and there wasn't much in the house.
Fortunately, there was still some rice in the rice bucket, and five eggs left in the refrigerator.
Before transmigrating into the book, Ning Wan lived alone.
To save money, I often cook for myself and consider myself to be a pretty good cook.
With limited ingredients available for dinner, she planned to simply cook a pot of rice porridge and fry some bread slices.
Ning Wan first washed the rice and put it in the rice cooker to cook. Then she beat the eggs in a bowl and cut the steamed buns into slices.
Place the pot on the gas stove and heat the oil.
Ning Wan coated the sliced steamed buns evenly with egg wash and then fried them in oil.
The oil sizzled in the pan, and soon the aroma of eggs filled the room.
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