Because the original owner was unwilling to lift a finger, everything in the house that was useful was taken by her aunt, who said she would give her food.
Ensure the original owner does not starve to death.
Ruan Qingling saw a clove of garlic on the side.
Pick it up, smash it with a knife, chop it up, and put it in another pot. Sauté the garlic paste and sprinkle it on top of the soup.
She took a sniff and found it smelled particularly good.
My stomach rumbled again, much to my delight.
Just then, Song Shiting returned carrying Ya Ya.
As soon as he reached the door, he smelled a delicious aroma, and he paused for a moment.
Ruan Qingling said, "I searched for a long time but couldn't find anything to eat, so I picked a handful of wild vegetables from the side."
Her words startled Song Shiting, who then strode in.
He placed a food box on the table, containing three sweet potatoes wrapped in taro leaves, and then took two eggs out of his pocket.
The food box was opened.
The grid at the top is made of sweet potato leaves that have been fried until they turn black.
Below is approximately two bowls' worth of porridge.
This amount of food isn't even enough for Song Shiting alone.
Song Shiting prepared the eggs and sweet potatoes himself.
Ruan Qingling frowned slightly. Her daughter was adorable, and the man's features were just right; his good looks were captivating.
I won't hit her or scold her.
However, this is the original owner's man!
The original owner wanted a divorce, so she'll see how it goes.
My daughter is so young right now, so I definitely need to keep control of the finances.
The soup had a rich aroma.
She took a sip and felt her stomach relax.
Song Shiting hadn't expected Ruan Qingling to make any delicious dishes, and looked at her with suspicion.
Ruan Qingling looked at her daughter, who, although not crying, looked listless.
She asked, "What about fresh reed roots?"
Song Shiting then took out a small handful of fresh reed roots from his pocket.
Ruan Qingling didn't even bother to drink the soup and immediately got up and went to the stove.
Song Shiting also heard her stomach rumble.
His gaze was complicated as he looked at the food on the table. The next second, he stood up and stared intently at Ruan Qingling's hand.
He looked as if he was afraid she would secretly poison him!
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