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 discovered that the child in her arms had stopped breathing.

She was breathing heavily and couldn't speak.

After all, she was born after more than eight months of pregnancy.

She knelt on the ground in pain, crying silently.

Without a child, hope is gone.

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

evening.

The police came to the Deng family 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 dared not accept money to cover up.

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

We didn't arrive until daybreak.

At the same time, Jiang Fubao also got up.

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

Everyone at home is still asleep.

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

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

“Huff huff—”

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 your body weight 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 piece of noodle.

Then light the stove.

The body is too small.

It's very strenuous to do anything.

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

Light the stove, boil water, and start cooking noodles.

No meat.

Jiang Fubao boiled some wild vegetables and added some seasonings.

Mix with lard.

It smells nice too.

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

Jiang Fubao is a bad person at naming.

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

Jiang Fubao named it Xiaohua.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo—"

Xiaohua cried softly twice, probably because she was hungry.

Jiang Fubao didn't feed it.

"Little Hua, be good. I'll give you some 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 cooking noodles.

“Ohhhh—”

The rooster in the backyard began to crow.

At this moment, the morning glow also filled 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 simple in the morning. There are pickled vegetables in the cabinet. You can just cook some porridge. Oh, and cook an egg for everyone. It's getting cold, so you need to take good care of yourself 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 I saw my granddaughter hurriedly getting down from the stool.

"Fubao? Why are you up so early? What are you doing in the kitchen? Are you hungry? Let your aunt cook for you later."

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

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

"Hey, who lit the stove? Yingqiu, is it you?" Zhang Jinlan thought that the eldest daughter-in-law had already gotten up.

"No, I just woke up. Yan Zi, what 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.

whispered.

"What? You ordered it? You kid, no matter how hungry you are, you can't cook it yourself! What will you do if you cook it yourself? Why don't you call grandma? You are so pitiful. Come on, go out. 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 died.

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

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

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

It could be a pot of batter, or it could be a lump of dough that is kneaded into a mushy mess and cannot even be cooked.

But this was the granddaughter's intention, so she would eat it even if it poisoned her to death.

However, open the lid.

She was dumbfounded.

The longevity noodle in the pot was actually one noodle, 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 is brownish, probably because of the soy sauce.

There are still some oil stars floating on it.

Looking at the open jar of lard again, 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 ate them while sitting in the yard.

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

Zhang Jinlan was not lying because it was really delicious.

My granddaughter is only three years old.

Turns out he is so capable.

The three-year-old child of another family is still wetting the bed.

"I've eaten it before, so I can do it. Who said I'm a smart guy? Happy birthday, grandma. 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 was seen hugging Jiang Fubao in her arms: "Fubao, I am so lucky to have such a good grandson like you."

"But I also have such a good grandma, we are even now! Grandma, don't cry, you can't cry on your birthday, hurry up and wipe yourself 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 me tighter.

"Grandma, Fubao and I went shopping for gifts 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.