She walked to the door of her home and saw that it was locked. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
My mother is an elementary school teacher. School ends at five o'clock. Since she has to correct homework, she won't be back until around six o'clock. It's not even five o'clock yet, so she shouldn't be here.
With a click, the door opened and Liu Liang walked in carrying the vegetables.
Then she went into the small kitchen, and there she was, with her hands on her hips, looking at the stove.
But she has used firewood before, and no matter how good the stove is, it is still better than wood.
She fiddled with the stove for a long time before she knew how to use it. Actually, she had never used this thing before. When she lived in the Xu family, there was a nanny at home, and she had never cooked in the kitchen. Then when she came back here, it was her mother Zhou Lanping who prepared three meals a day for her. Later, when she returned to the Xu family and worked like a slave for them, they used liquefied gas, and later they used natural gas, induction cookers, and electric rice cookers. So she had seen the stove, but had never used it.
However, this is not difficult, she has already learned it.
After putting the vegetables she bought on the ground, Liu Jing squatted down and started picking them up one by one.
Not long after, Zhou Lanping came back with a bag of things. These were students' homework. She had not finished correcting them at school, so she took the homework back to correct it because she had to come back to cook for her daughter.
But when she opened the door, she smelled a fragrance and saw the table full of food.
She is...
Have you met the snail girl?
She quickly put down what she was holding and ran to the table. There was a large table full of dishes, braised pork ribs, stir-fried potato shreds, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. The pork ribs were cooked red and fragrant, the potato shreds were cut into matchstick-sized pieces, and the scrambled eggs with tomatoes were also fried with distinct red and yellow colors. Not to mention the taste, even these dishes were bright in color and smelled good.
Did the Snail Girl really come to her house?
Apart from thinking of the Snail Girl, Zhou Lanping really couldn't think of anyone else who could cook this bowl of rice for her. She was an orphan, her parents passed away early, and she had no brothers or sisters. The grandmother who raised her also passed away early. Who else would be willing to cook this table of rice for her so that she could have a bite of rice and a bowl of hot soup when she came back?
She sometimes dreams about it, but it is just a dream, so who else can cook a table of rice for her if not the Snail Girl?
Just then, the kitchen door moved.
Liu Liang walked out from inside, holding two bowls in her hands. The bowls were filled with porridge made from red beans.
Pretty.
When Zhou Lanping saw that it was Liu Jing, he was really scared.
"You did this?"
She was a little bit unconvinced. Liu Jing had never been in the kitchen and was very picky about food. She didn't eat this or that. She thought that the Xu family was too well-off, so Liu Jing couldn't cook. But were the dishes on this table really made by her?
kindness.
Liu Liang still didn't know how to express herself. She had lived alone for a long time, and it had become her habit to neither feel sad nor happy, nor laugh. Therefore, she couldn't do the actions of crying and laughing like she did now.
Liu Liang placed the bowl in front of Zhou Lanping.
Then he gave her the chopsticks.
Zhou Lan held the chopsticks, her eyes red again. She was flattered. Except for when her grandmother cooked for her when she was very young, no one had ever cooked a meal for her.
The first time she ate a meal cooked by someone else, it was for her newly adopted daughter, a daughter she had never taken care of.
"eat."
Liu Liang picked up a large piece of bone and placed it in front of Zhou Lanping.
The price of meat is really cheap now. These bones only cost more than two yuan when I bought them. Liu Liang has a few hundred yuan in her hands, which is enough for her to eat meat for a whole year even if she eats meat every day.
Zhou Lanping sniffed and picked up the ribs and put them to her mouth. Even if they didn't taste good, she would eat them all. This was the first time Liu Liang cooked a meal.
It's just that she was thinking too much. Liu Jing, who had just returned from the Xu family, didn't know how to cook. But the current Liu Jing was different. She had lived two lives and had been a nanny in the Xu family for more than ten years. She had learned nothing but a good cooking skill. Otherwise, the Xu family would not have kept her all the time, because the meals she cooked were delicious, comparable to those of the great chefs.
Zhou Lanping took a bite and was stunned. These ribs were extremely delicious, very crispy and tender, with a salty and fresh taste that had permeated the meat. Even the color looked so good.
tasty.
She had never eaten such delicious ribs before. Even the ribs made by those chefs in the cafeteria were not as delicious as this bowl of ribs.
Liu Liang put some shredded potatoes into her bowl and ate her rice quietly. She sat very straight and ate very politely. This was not something she learned in the Xu family, where she would not have the chance to sit at the table. This was something she learned in another life, an era that emphasized etiquette. Although she had lost her soul, she did not have much fondness for that life.
But it was this that made her very studious. She learned a lot of things, one of which was etiquette, eating, walking, sitting, standing, and dealing with people.
Compared to today’s etiquette, the etiquette in ancient times had a dignity that modern people lack.
Those who are familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, the Seven Tones and Five Rhymes, and grew up in the fragrance of ink, are not comparable to the students today.
“Isn’t it delicious?”
Liu Liang saw that Zhou Lanping was just looking at her but not eating. Why did she look delicious?
"Delicious, delicious!" Zhou Lanping quickly lowered her head and shoveled the rice in the bowl into her mouth from time to time. This was more than just delicious, it was simply the most delicious thing she had ever eaten. She had never eaten such delicious food in her life.
This was also the first time she ate food prepared by someone else.
In addition to being delicious, each one is also heartwarming.
Even though she had raised Xu Jiajia for twelve years, Zhou Jiajia had never poured her a glass of water or cooked her a bowl of noodles. But now she was eating the meal cooked by Liu Liang. However, the child was only twelve years old.
"Jingjing, how do you know how to cook? Are the Xu family members not good to you?"
Zhou Lanping asked cautiously, afraid of touching the thorn in Liu Jing's heart and making her unhappy.
But she really wanted to know why her daughter could cook, and cook so well. The spare ribs alone were not something that ordinary people could make. She had cooked spare ribs before, but hers didn't even have one-tenth of the flavor. Without a certain amount of time, it was really impossible to cook such delicious food.
Did the Xu family let her work? Even though they were so poor, they never asked Xu Jiajia to do housework. But did the Xu family really let Liu Jing work all the time?
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