Qing Qing Goes To The Amusement Park
Gu Lan’s expression was a bit complicated, Fu Sishen didn’t understand it well, but he could feel that his uncle seemed to be touched.
But he didn’t intend to delve into it.
These are the grievances that belonged to their previous generations, and it was not his turn to take care of them.
The most urgent task now is to comfort his grumbling stomach.
“I’ll get something to eat, what would you like uncle?” He stepped towards the kitchen.
“What will you be making?”
Gu Lan expressed deep doubts about Fu Sishen’s cooking skills.
“I remember there are a few takeout foods at home, and there are bread and fruit in the refrigerator, so we can eat it after heating it up.”
Sure enough, you can’t have expectations for Fu Sishen, an older child.
“Don’t always eat fast food, it’s not nutritious.”
With a sigh, Gu Lan got up and threw the blanket that fell off his body onto Qing Qing who was sleeping soundly with her belly wide open. He stretched his long legs and walked directly passed Fu Sishen into the kitchen.
Open the refrigerator, and the fresh ingredients are all available.
Gu Lan picked carefully, took out two tomatoes and a handful of water spinach, and also chose a piece of fat and thin pork belly, the serving size was for about three people.
Seeing his uncle was preparing to cook, Fu Sishen immediately vacated the kitchen happily. Like a dog who was only waiting to be fed, he lay down at the kitchen door, ‘monitoring’ his uncle’s cooking progress.
Gu Lan rolled up his sleeves on both sides, revealing a small section of white forearms with well-proportioned muscles. He moved neatly to cook, and his posture looked quite skillful.
First, steam the rice, wash the pork belly, add two slices of ****1As seen in the raws and simmer it in a pressure cooker. Prepare it for a while and make it into braised pork.
Taking advantage of the lack of stew, Gu Lan also made garlic stir-fried water spinach and tomato and egg soup.
Different from the common salty tomato and egg soup outside, the Gu family is used to drinking sweet tomato and egg soup.
It tastes sweet and sour, just like drinking sugar water.
In the past few years, Gu Qingqing’s cooking frequency is neither too many nor too few. At least the two brothers of the Fu family were taken care of by her, and they were only used to drinking sweet tomato and egg soup. On the contrary, they didn’t get used to those salty tastes, which always tasted strange. .
Therefore, Fu Sishen accepted the taste of Gu Lan’s food, and even missed it a little.
Uncle’s cooking tastes very similar to his mother’s. He seems to…have not eaten his mother’s cooking for a long time.
Unconsciously, he glanced out, just in time to see Qingqing’s chubby leg kicking off the blanket on her body.
Her belly bulged with her breath, like a little frog.
There was a sudden shock, and Fu Sishen felt deeply that his mind might be flooded with water as he was missing his mother.
Maybe you can still hear the sound of the sea by shaking your head now.
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