Although the spiritual spring could relieve some of the discomfort, Shen Mo still ate very little.
I thought about how she used to have a good appetite, but now she was picky and only ate a few bites.
Lu Qingyang could only think of ways to make some food to whet her appetite.
Fortunately, many fruits in the space are ripe, and oranges, grapes, and apples should be ready.
As a result, Shen Mo only ate fruits and was unwilling to eat at all.
The oranges grown in the space are one part sour and one part sweet. Everyone praises them after eating them.
The grapes are bigger and rounder, pure natural and pollution-free.
Lu Qingyang wondered whether he should plant some more cherries. After all, the nutritional value is quite high.
In order to let Shen Mo eat something, he exchanged some recipes from the space and made a dish of plum sauce pork ribs, hot and sour potato shreds, and hot and sour soup.
Shen Mo had just eaten a few grapes when Lu Qingyang asked her to come out to eat.
She originally wanted to refuse, but she smelled a sour and spicy taste and was attracted by the smell.
"What did you do today? It smells weird."
He quickly pulled out a chair: "Come and try it. I made it especially for you today - pork ribs with plum sauce, hot and sour potato shreds, and a bowl of hot and sour soup."
He pointed at the steaming dishes on the table. The spareribs were glittering with an alluring red sauce, and were drizzled with thick plum juice made from space oranges.
The potato shreds are cut into long and even strips, and are coated with bright red chili oil and vinegar.
The hot and sour soup was filled with egg drops and shredded black fungus, with white steam rising into the air and the sour aroma going straight into one's nose.
Shen Mo was still a little drowsy at first, but the strong sour and spicy smell seemed to be a magic that suddenly aroused her dormant appetite.
She picked up a piece of pork ribs with plum sauce. The sweet and sour sauce wrapped the soft meat, which melted in her mouth. The sweet and fruity aroma of the orange perfectly offset the greasiness of the meat. She couldn't help but pick up a piece: "This pork rib... is just the right amount of sweet and sour, not greasy at all, and the orange scent is really refreshing."
Seeing her take the initiative to pick up the chopsticks, Lu Qingyang relaxed his head and quickly pushed the hot and sour potato shreds in front of her: "Try this? I fried it at the right temperature, it's crispy."
Shen Mo followed her instructions and picked up a piece of potato shreds with chopsticks. The shredded potatoes were crispy, and the sourness of the vinegar and the spicy aroma of the chili peppers exploded on the tip of her tongue, bringing a slight numbness that instantly activated her taste buds and whetted her appetite.
"It's so appetizing! It's really sour and spicy, and it makes my mouth full of flavor."
"Xiaomo, try this again?" Lu Qingyang came over with a white porcelain bowl filled with steaming hot and sour soup that had just come out of the pot.
The soup is clear and slightly red, and you can see the tofu, black fungus, and egg flowers cut as thin as hair, with a few strands of green onion garnishing it. The rich sour fragrance mixed with the slightly spicy aroma rises up, and just the smell makes people's mouths water.
The sour and spicy aroma that penetrates into the nasal cavity actually whets one's appetite.
"It's hot." Lu Qingyang handed the bowl to her and only filled half of it, fearing that she would not be able to eat too much at once and her stomach would not be able to handle it.
Shen Mo took the bowl and stirred it gently with a spoon to dissipate the heat.
Then he scooped up a spoonful, puffed up his cheeks, blew on it, and then put it into his mouth.
"Hmm..." Shen Mo sighed in satisfaction. This soup... is so comfortable to drink. It warms my body and makes my stomach feel less uncomfortable."
Seeing that his daughter-in-law finally had something hot to eat, Xiao Panyun smiled with relief.
Looking at Fang Zhongwen who was listening to the radio leisurely beside him, he couldn't help but smile and joked:
"Old Fang, look at how well your son takes care of his daughter-in-law. This soup smells delicious! Look at yourself. When I was pregnant with Qingyang, what else could you do besides pouring me a cup of hot water?"
Pan Yun deliberately put on a stern face, but his eyes were full of smiles. "Qingyang is going to be a father now. As a grandfather, when will you cook a dish for me to taste? Let me enjoy the happiness?"
Fang Zhongwen was suddenly named by his wife, and his "old secrets" were revealed. He almost choked on his tea.
"What are you saying? I…I am…busy with work! Besides, a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen! I…I am…I am not giving you room to develop your talents!"
The more he spoke, the less confident he became, and finally his voice faded away.
Lu Qingyang smiled and said, "Mom, what do you want to eat? How about I teach Dad how to make it? I guarantee it will be simple and delicious!"
He gave his father a way out.
When Fang Zhongwen heard this, his eyes lit up, as if he was aroused by his son's words "simple but delicious", but he couldn't agree immediately because of his face. He just snorted and turned his face away, but his ears were perked up, obviously listening.
"Okay! Qingyang, just teach your dad how to make... um... scrambled eggs with tomatoes! This shouldn't be difficult, right?"
Panyun smiled and ordered the dishes, choosing the most basic one for Fang Zhongwen.
"No! Leave it to me! Dad, I'll teach you some other day. I promise that mom will look at you with new eyes!" Lu Qingyang responded readily.
"You should try this soup, it's delicious when you eat it at home."
"늅!" 굜 Panyun agreed with a smile.
"I was thinking, my daughter-in-law is about to give birth, we all have to work, grandma is old, and the big girl has to accompany your grandfather. I want to find someone to take care of Xiaomo. What do you think, Qingyang?"
Lu Qingyang could understand this, after all, they were all soldiers, and the Logistics Bureau had been quite busy recently. If the baby really gave birth, he would only be able to take care of Shen Mo after work, and he really needed someone to help during the day, which he had thought about before.
"What about these two babies? I guess one is not enough." Fang Zhongwen listened to their conversation and turned off the radio. "Save what should be saved and spend what should be spent."
"We should find two."
Before Lu Qingyang could say anything, the two had already made the decision.
Decided to find someone to help.
One person helps with cooking, and two people take care of the children, allowing Shen Mo to have a good rest.
After giving birth to two children, she is a great hero, and she must not be allowed to get tired.
"Xiaomo, just sleep comfortably and take care of yourself. You don't have to worry about anything else."
But now there is a key question: who should we find to help take care of the baby?
Moreover, not everyone has Lu Qingyang's cooking skills and can cook food that suits Shen Mo's taste, which is a problem.
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