As for cooking, the two kids couldn't make anything complicated. They just used the ingredients in the refrigerator to make two dishes and a soup.
The soup was fish ball soup, sprinkled with chopped chives. The dishes were simple: braised pork with bamboo shoots and pickled cabbage.
The staple food is steamed buns bought from outside.
It was indeed a very good meal. Su Qinghu gave them a thumbs up and said, "My son is awesome!"
In less than one winter vacation, her ability to be self-reliant has improved by leaps and bounds. Now there is a hot meal waiting for her when she comes home from get off work!
Touched
"Keep it up!" Su Qinghu picked up the chopsticks with a smile and took a piece of braised pork with bamboo shoots. Under the two people's nervous and expectant eyes, he nodded, "It's just the right amount of saltiness, not bad."
Meat and bamboo shoots are a perfect match. As long as the salt is added appropriately, it won't taste bad.
Erdan smiled modestly and said, "I did it."
He would never tell her that they only washed the bamboo shoots but didn't soak them, so when making this dish, they added water several times and stewed the meat until it melted in their mouths before the dish was ready...
"Not bad, not bad." Su Qinghu ignored his guilty conscience and just praised him. "You stewed it for a long time, didn't you? These dried bamboo shoots taste like meat now."
Erdan: "...It's okay, it won't take long."
Anyway, in addition to the gas stove, we also have a coal stove at home, so I just used both and stewed it for about half an hour? Anyway, I’m not sure!
When eating the vinegar-stirred cabbage again, Su Qinghu's face froze for a moment. Before the two children noticed, he nodded and said, "This is the most special one. Try it!"
Erdan reached for his chopsticks doubtfully, but after taking a bite, his eyes suddenly lit up. "Wow, I didn't expect cabbage to taste this good!"
The big egg chopsticks have reached the pickled cabbage. The piece of cabbage that is touched by the chopsticks must be picked up. This is the rule at the dinner table.
But as soon as it reached his mouth, he froze and his expression couldn't help but twist.
He looked at Erdan and Su Qinghu suspiciously. Is there something wrong with their sense of taste?
What's delicious? What's special? What's surprising?
Su Qinghu: "I'm so jealous!"
With tears in her eyes, she hurried to serve the meatball soup. Food cools down quickly in winter, and the soup was no longer so hot. After taking two sips, Su Qinghu felt that her teeth and tongue were soothed.
Erdan didn't even chew it and swallowed it directly. After Su Qinghu finished serving the soup, he followed closely.
"It's so sour!" Erdan's eyes filled with tears. "I didn't even put much vinegar in it!"
Why is it still so sour?
Dadan: "Did you add vinegar too?"
"What?" Erdan was stunned. "You added vinegar too?"
The two looked at each other for a long time, then gritted their teeth, picked up the plates, and each put half of the pickled cabbage in a bowl. They did it so quickly that Su Qinghu didn't have time to stop them.
"There's no need to be like this, right?" Su Qinghu looked at the two of them eating the cabbage with jealousy, feeling so jealous for them that his mouth couldn't help but water.
Dadan didn't say anything. He just put a few spoonfuls of soup in the bowl to neutralize the sourness of the cabbage, and then started eating.
Erdan looked at Su Qinghu bitterly, "You have to take care of your own business. Mom, you can have some braised pork with bamboo shoots."
Su Qinghu hesitated, "Can you really do this?"
"Yeah." Erdan nodded, deciding to finish the pickled cabbage quickly. "We can't waste it."
The children all had this attitude, and even if they felt there was no need to force themselves, Su Qinghu would no longer persuade them.
Food really cannot be wasted.
After dinner, the two children washed the dishes on their own. Su Qinghu was also busy in the kitchen. When they finished washing the dishes, faces, hands and feet, she was still in the kitchen.
"Mom, what are you making?" Erdan poked his head in. "Is it something delicious?"
Without even turning his head, Su Qinghu took a brush that was cut a little blunt, brushed oil on the bottom of the baking tray, and then put the fermented bread dough in one by one.
The oven was preheated, so she brushed some water on the bread dough, sprinkled sesame seeds on it, put the baking tray into the oven, and turned off the oven.
Turning around, he looked at Erdan who was huddled next to him. "Honey crispy bread, should it be quite delicious?"
Erdan was in awe, "It sounds delicious."
Su Qinghu rolled her eyes at him. "This is my first time doing this, so don't praise me yet. If you really have nothing to do, bring me the homework I assigned to you and I'll check it."
Erdan is not afraid. He has already finished his homework, so why would he be afraid of being checked?
He ran away and came back, and Dadan followed him, both holding their own homework.
Su Qinghu: "Exchange, then read it."
Erdan: “!!!”
Big Egg: “???”
"Why?" Erdan said awkwardly, "Mom, can't you just look at it yourself?"
Su Qinghu: "No, I still have things to do."
"What's the matter?" Erdan asked.
Su Qinghu: "Mix honey water."
"What for?" Erdan grumbled, unwilling to exchange the reading of this thing.
It's so shameful.
Su Qinghu smiled, "Honey crispy bread, of course you need honey. As soon as the bread comes out of the oven, you have to brush honey water on it immediately."
Erdan sighed and lowered his head.
Okay, okay, just read it, he is thick-skinned enough anyway.
"Then, who will read first?"
Su Qinghu looked at Erdan who asked the question and said without thinking, "How about this, to be fair, you and your brother play rock-paper-scissors, best of three, and the winner gets to read first."
The two of them didn't waste any time and just played rock-paper-scissors. In the end, Dadan won and read Erdan's name.
This time, there are typos, missing words, and some sentences feel a bit awkward to read.
Even if Su Qinghu didn't say anything, Erdan blushed unconsciously, and even his heart was pounding.
He will definitely study hard in the future and no longer just do superficial work!
After Dadan finished reading, he glanced at Erdan and said to Su Qinghu, "I'm done."
Su Qinghu nodded, and while melting the honey water, she nodded at Erdan with her chin, "It's your turn."
Erdan was a bit slow to react. What did he mean? Was he not going to give a review on the spot? Was he just going to let him and his brother read it?
"What's wrong? Is it because your brother's writing is too profound and you don't recognize some of the words?" Su Qinghu asked with a smile.
This question really hit Erdan in the chest, and he was so embarrassed that he almost wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
Did Mom mean... to indirectly scold him for not studying hard enough?
I don’t know any words…
Is this what you mean?
He raised his eyelids and looked at Su Qinghu secretly, but was caught by her.
Su Qinghu raised an eyebrow. "Just skip the words you don't know. So can you read it now?"
Erdan gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yeah."
"Then read it." Su Qinghu watched the honey water dissolve, and stirred the honey water intermittently, looking at Erdan, waiting for him to speak.
Erdan took a deep breath, not daring to look at Su Qinghu, and finished reading Dadan's article in one breath.
After reading it, I felt even more ashamed. My brother's writing had no traces of corrections or typos...
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