"What do you care about me?"
"It's not that I want to control you, I'm just worried that you can't get up. Tell me a time, and you have to get up on time when I call you."
If she called her too early, she would get angry, and if she called her too late, she would blame her for not being timely. No one knew better than her how difficult He Ruixue was to please.
He Ruixue turned around and glared at her, "Just take care of yourself!"
"I mean well... Hey! Aunt, where are you going? Do you want me to fold the clothes on your bed?"
He Xiaojie glanced at the desk and saw that not only clothes but also things were scattered in a mess.
She sighed inwardly, but her hands subconsciously began to tidy up.
"I really owe you."
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At dinner time, Wang Taozhi really made mixed noodles.
The sauce is made by mixing soybean paste and sesame paste with a little starch, and topped with lard fried with scallions to bring out the aroma.
She went to the pork stall to buy some meat today. She went late, so there were only some boneless meat left over from other stalls. Most of it was lean, so she chopped it into small pieces and stir-fried it with some sauce.
Bring the water to a boil, add the noodles that He Ruixue had brought back earlier, and mix the sauce into the noodles.
Add ingredients according to personal taste. If you like spicy food, add a spoonful of homemade hot sauce to the kuai (kuai), sprinkle with a little chopped green onion, and stir it a few times with chopsticks to ensure that every noodle is covered with sauce and minced meat, which is very delicious when you put it in your mouth.
He Xiaoai rolled up the noodles with chopsticks, her mouth stained with sauce, and she slurped it like a pig. "Wow, these noodles are delicious. Mom's noodles were not as delicious as these."
He Chunsheng had the largest bowl in front of him, and a head of garlic beside him. He didn't know which coworker he'd picked up this habit from, but he nibbled on the garlic with each mouthful of noodles. "How could it not be delicious? The noodles are made with refined flour, and they even have meat in them. Your mother's cooking is as good as the ones in state-owned restaurants."
Their family used to eat mixed noodles, which were hard noodles mixed with sorghum and buckwheat. They were lumpy and the core would remain raw no matter how long they were cooked. The sauce was thinner than water, and only a little bit was added, which was just salty.
Wang Taozhi confessed while eating, "You guys can make as much as you want. There's only a handful left of a pound of noodles. Who can eat all refined grains for one meal these days?
No, I have to lock up all the things in the house, otherwise you will always worry about me... The New Year is almost over, and by then you will all be left with nothing."
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