"Don't worry, Mother has gone to buy meat for you. Come home and eat meat." As Su Jiaoniang finished speaking, she noticed a hint of resentment in Lu Futu's eyes.
The child looked at her, his dark eyes filled with protest.
Staring at the wound on Lu Futu's forehead, she smiled and said, "It's okay to eat a little less. Mother bought some bones and will make soup for you when we get home. Children need to drink more bone broth to grow taller."
After talking with Lu Futu for a while, Su Jiaoniang felt that the child was not so tense, and walked towards the kitchen with a smile.
Simmer the pork bone broth in a clay pot, braise some of the fresh meat you bought, and chop the rest into small pieces to make dumplings.
Fortunately, I had a fairly complete set of seasonings at home because I make cold noodles.
Su Jiaoniang's favorite dishes in her past life were braised pork, sweet and sour pork, and cherry pork. Now that the ingredients are limited, she can still make braised pork. She called over Lu Futu, who was standing to the side with a cold expression, to help her tend the fire.
Working together, the two of them blanched the meat, caramelized the sugar, added the seasonings to the pot, brought it to a boil over high heat, then simmered it over low heat. The flames burned under the stove, and the child tending the fire sat on a stool, his face reflecting the color of the flames, sweat dripping down his face.
At this moment, Su Jiaoniang lifted the pot lid, and the braised pork that had just been cooked was fragrant and rich, with a layer of dark brown sauce on top, making it look crystal clear.
One look and you know it's a delicacy.
Su Jiaoniang took out a plate, divided some out, and looked at Lu Futu: "Go and send it to Doctor Liu."
Living in the village, it's always a good idea to get along well with Dr. Liu.
Lu Futu didn't really want to go, but under Su Jiaoniang's urging, he couldn't resist and slowly walked out with his bowl in his hand.
Su Jiaoniang started making dumplings. In June, there were plenty of wild vegetables to eat in the wild. She casually picked some green dandelions, mixed them with minced meat, rolled out the dough, pinched it with her fingers, and plump dumplings were made.
Put the dumplings into a pot to cook.
When Lu Futu returned from outside, Su Jiaoniang had already prepared a meal: wild vegetable dumplings, pork bone soup, and a braised pork dish!
Su Jiaoniang turned around and saw that Xiao Futu was holding a flowerpot with a bright red chili pepper plant in it. Her eyes lit up.
When she sent the little guy to deliver the meat, she was already thinking about getting on good terms with Doctor Liu, thinking that they would definitely have dealings in the future. She never expected that the little Buddha would go out and bring back the chili pepper tree.
"This is from Doctor Liu. He said you can plant it yourself if you like," Lu Futu said, opening his hand to reveal a packet of chili seeds.
Should we plant them?
We absolutely have to plant them!
Su Jiaoniang thought Doctor Liu was a really good person, and she would send him some of the delicious food she made next time.
She carefully stored the chili seeds, pondered how to grow chilies, and then planted them. Her plan to get rich wouldn't be complete without chilies, and she couldn't afford any accidents.
At the dinner table.
The little girl ate a dumpling, drank a sip of soup, and then took a big bite of braised pork. Her eyes were half-closed, and the child who had just woken up was very satisfied, feeling as if she were in a dream.
There's meat to eat, and it tastes so good!
"Mommy, I love eating meat. How happy I would be if I could eat meat every day!" the little girl said, her face full of longing.
Lying in bed like a mummy, forced to smell the fragrant canned food, I couldn't help but chuckle.
What's so appealing about eating meat every day?
Lu Futu suddenly turned around, staring at Gu Changsheng with a cold expression. Gu Changsheng shivered and quickly closed his eyes. He was young, but he knew a lot about life because of his experiences.
Especially Lu Futu's eyes; every time they stared at him, he felt a chill run down his spine.
I felt a deep fear in my heart, just like when I was facing that person.
Lu Futu withdrew his gaze and glanced at the little girl. The little girl's mouth was full of oil, and her happy little face was infectious. Lu Futu couldn't help but reach for his chopsticks in the braised pork.
My wrist suddenly hurt.
Lu Futu looked up at Su Jiaoniang, his previously cold gaze instantly transforming into a pitiful expression as he met her eyes: "Mother..."
"You ate two pieces just now, there's none for you." Su Jiaoniang took back the chopsticks she had used to hit him. After saying that, she realized her tone was harsh and tried to make amends: "When you get better, Mom will make you cherry pork, it's especially delicious."
“Okay.” Lu Futu nodded.
Leave the braised pork on the plate.
Gu Changsheng, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and secretly glanced at Lu Futu, thinking that all people with the surname Lu were like this.
She was always putting on airs. When she was with him, she acted like a little devil, but when she was with Su Jiaoniang, she was like a soft, cuddly little brat.
Su Jiaoniang noticed Gu Changsheng staring longingly in her direction, so she carried the bone broth to the child's side, fed him half a bowl of soup, and then brought over some dumplings. The dumplings were small, one bite at a time, and tasted delicious.
Gu Changsheng had eaten many good things since he was a child, and he would not normally be tempted by simple delicacies. However, when Su Jiaoniang approached him and fed him dumplings with chopsticks, not only did his taste buds enjoy the food, but his heart was also warmed.
I wish we could live together forever.
He glanced at Su Jiaoniang and slowly asked, "Auntie, I have an uncle who is quite handsome. He's quite old and still unmarried. I heard his first wife is dead. You've also lost your husband, so why don't you..."
Before Gu Changsheng could speak, he was glared at coldly by Lu Futu.
Gu Changsheng turned his head away, suppressing his fear, and sought a sense of security from Su Jiaoniang: "My uncle is very rich. If you marry him, Xiaoya can eat meat every day."
The little girl, who had just finished eating, suddenly heard her own name called and turned to look at Gu Changsheng.
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