At that time, even the cornbread in hand will taste better.
Dumplings have almost become her obsession.
"Brother, brother, what are you cooking?"
Ning Nuonuo was thinking of getting out of bed and going outside to see what her brother was cooking.
Ning Hong gently scolded him, "Go back to bed, or I won't let you eat later."
Is it dumplings?
"Yes, dumplings?"
"Are they really dumplings?"
"Of course it's on the table, just wait and see what happens, you'll get your dumplings."
"It really is dumplings! Am I dreaming? I'm actually eating dumplings." Ning Nuonuo murmured to herself inside. Her voice wasn't loud, but Ning Hongze could still hear her clearly.
In an instant, my heart ached even more.
Watching the dumplings floating in the pot, he first scooped out the cooked ones, then took out another box and poured them back in.
This box of dumplings doesn't contain many, about twenty or so. Ning Nuonuo has never eaten dumplings before, and she's afraid she could eat a whole box by herself.
Anyway, it's not enough for the two of them to eat.
"Brother, time to eat dumplings." Just as the dumplings were brought in, Ning Nuonuo sat expectantly on the broken-legged stool. The stool was missing a leg, making it inconvenient to sit on, but Ning Nuonuo was clever enough to overlap the two broken legs to make one, so that it could support them.
As for the quilt, it had already been sewn up, folded neatly, and placed aside.
"Brother, I'll just have a taste. You should eat more so you can recover faster."
"No need, these are all for you to eat. They're all yours. Your brother has so many more outside. But eat slowly, since you haven't had any oily food in a long time. Eat slowly and drink more water so you don't get diarrhea." Under Ning Nuonuo's expectant gaze, Ning Hong pushed a whole plate of dumplings in front of her.
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