"Are you satisfied?"

Song Zhiya pointed at the small rubber band of the dumpling.

Tuanzi chuckled, took her hand and walked out of the phone booth. They bought some food outside and went home.

After returning home, she saw Lu Nanfeng cleaning the house, and Song Zhiya wanted to persuade him again.

He suddenly turned around and said, "Wife, please stop trying to persuade me. If you really don't let me do any work, I will suffocate to death!"

Song Zhiya could only agree with a smile and told him to only do some light tasks.

I rested at home for another two days, and it was the weekend.

Song Zhiya is going to see Yang Yinyin's father.

This was an appointment they had made while they were still in the hospital. Song Zhiya got up early and was about to go to the backyard to cook medicinal food, but she didn't expect that Lu Nanfeng had already prepared it.

“You really are!”

Song Zhiya was a little helpless, but Lu Nanfeng smiled at her. There was nothing more to say. He walked into the kitchen, heated up the dishes from yesterday afternoon, and then started cooking.

When Yang Yinyin came, she just put the noodles in.

"Are you here?" Song Zhiya went out to open the door. Yang Yinyin stood at the door a little embarrassed. "Thank you for your help, Comrade Song."

She clenched her hands together and lowered her head. After she had told Song Zhiya everything that day, she was still a little nervous because there was a gap between them after all.

Song Zhiya is Captain Lu’s daughter-in-law.

She hasn't told her father about this yet. She plans to bring the person over there first. Although her father is stubborn, he won't be stubborn in front of outsiders.

"What's the trouble? As long as I can help, I will help."

Song Zhiya said as she walked in: "Come in quickly, I just ordered noodles, let's go after breakfast."

When Yang Yinyin heard this, she quickly shook her head.

"No, since you guys are having breakfast, I'll go over there and buy breakfast for my dad, and I'll come back later."

As she was about to leave, Song Zhiya turned around and looked at her, "If you really leave, then I will have to come and pull you back."

"For the sake of me being pregnant, can you please stop being polite to me? Come and try my cooking. Noodles are not just for eating anything!"

After Song Zhiya persuaded her for a few words, Yang Yinyin walked in with her head lowered.

"Aunt."

After entering the room, Tuanzi, who was sitting on the sofa, called out softly. Yang Yinyin rummaged into her pocket and found the candy she had put in her pocket yesterday.

"Sorry, little dumpling, auntie only has two candies left."

Yang Yinyin was a little embarrassed. She originally thought that she was going to ask for help. Song Zhiya went with her, but she didn't expect that she would not only ask for help, but also come to have breakfast.

"Thank you Auntie, I like it very much."

"Auntie, please sit for a while. The noodles my mother cooked are delicious. We will be able to eat noodles soon!" Tuanzi said excitedly. Yang Yinyin sat on the sofa, but felt it was inappropriate to sit down, so she stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Song Zhiya's noodles were cooked. He put the noodles in a large bowl and poured the sauce from the braised pork ribs he had eaten yesterday afternoon on it.

These are for Lu Nanfeng and Tuanzi. Sometimes they don’t like eating noodles with soup, so today Song Zhiya mixed some for them.

Song Zhiya likes to eat dishes with soup, so she specially prepared one for herself.

"Yinyin, you came just in time. Do you like soup?"

Song Zhiya asked, and Yang Yinyin's face turned red. "Anything is fine. I'm fine with anything. I'm not picky."

"Let me make you some mixed noodles. I'm good at this. This is the sauce for the braised pork ribs from yesterday afternoon. Don't mind it!" Song Zhiya said as she poured the sauce on the noodles skillfully, picked up two pieces of pork ribs, put them on the noodles, and sprinkled them with chopped green onions and coriander.

The noodles in front of you are colorful, fragrant and delicious.

Yang Yinyin couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"What's wrong? What are you standing there for?"

Song Zhiya turned around and saw Yang Yinyin standing behind her in a daze. She called out, "Eat quickly. After we finish eating, we'll go see your father."

Yang Yinyin hurried forward to help serve, and Song Zhiya did not refuse. After they served the noodles, Tuanzi and Lu Nanfeng came over.

"Mom, are you going to go to this aunt's house with her later?"

"Can I go with you?"

Tuanzi had just asked the question, and Song Zhiya hadn't had time to answer yet, when Yang Yinyin nodded with a smile, "Of course, my dad really likes children."

At this point she sighed, "I really hope I can get married soon, but I haven't met the right person yet. He has been looking forward to me getting married and having a grandchild for him to take care of, but he doesn't even want to go out. I..."

After Song Zhiya learned about Yang Guoqing from Lu Nanfeng, she also sighed in her heart.

Such a good soldier, but because he couldn't think clearly, he trapped himself in that small room.

Don't let Tuanzi go with you?

"Then Tuanzi, come with us. You should rest at home for a while, drink the medicinal food and go to sleep. Rest for a while!"

After Song Zhiya finished speaking, Yang Yinyin nodded, and Lu Nanfeng agreed.

"I'm going to the army in a while. I have something to discuss with the mayor, and I want to confirm my vacation as well." After Lu Nanfeng finished his noodles, he went to the back to clean up.

"Captain Lu is so good to you!"

Yang Yinyin sighed as she ate the noodles in her bowl. Song Zhiya nodded as she watched Lu Nanfeng walk away. "He was really nice to me. I wish he could rest more, but he can't sit still."

"You were very kind to him, too. You brought him meals every day while you were pregnant. The aroma of the food wafted outside. The nurses all said that you were an excellent cook and wanted to ask you for advice!"

Song Zhiya laughed out loud.

After Lu Nanfeng left, Yang Yinyin was no longer so restrained and would talk to Song Zhiya from time to time.

"After tasting the noodles you made today, I finally understand why everyone wants to come to you to learn cooking."

"Can I call you Sister Xiaoya?"

Yang Yinyin is just 20 years old this year.

She was indeed a little younger than Song Zhiya. She nodded, "Of course, you can call me anything you want. I don't really care what I'm called."

Calling her sister is much more intimate than calling her Comrade Song.

"Sister Xiaoya, how come you are so amazing? The medicinal food you cook can improve everyone's health and cure some of the most basic diseases. And you have such great cooking skills!"

"How did you train yourself to do that?"

How did you practice it?

Whether it is medicinal food or cooking, I learned them all in my previous life because I don’t like wasting time on my phone, browsing boring things.