Great Power Army Reclamation

"Old Yang, I want to drink haggis soup." Yang Geyong was lost in thought when a voice woke him up from his reverie.

Looking back, it turned out that Zhao Ling'er was lying lazily on the bed, looking at him with charming eyes.

"Go to the cafeteria to eat. There should be some there." Because of Zhao Ling'er's visit, neither of them went back after leaving the hospital in the morning. It was already past dinner time when we got home, so we didn’t go.

There were only two of them, and Yang Geyong was too lazy to cook, so he wanted to take Zhao Ling'er out to eat.

"No, I just want to eat what you cook, can you just make a meal?" Zhao Ling'er said in a coquettish voice.

Looking at Zhao Ling'er, who had a crimson face and a pair of watery eyes looking at him, Yang Geyong felt a surge in his heart, stood up and went to work.

The haggis is ready-made, just make some soup. In fact, people in northern Xinjiang call it haggis soup, which is different from the way people in the mainland eat it. They don’t care how the soup is? Because what I eat is offal.

Mainland people's haggis soup, the haggis in a bowl of soup has to be fished out with a fishnet to find it. Even if you find more than half of it, it is estimated that the lungs are the least valuable.

Beijiang's offal soup is no different from cold haggis. If you want to drink the soup, you have to finish the haggis and add it separately. Otherwise it would be really hard to drink.

The bone soup is boiled quickly, and the haggis is thrown in and cooked for a while. Soon, a pot of fragrant haggis soup is ready.

Add some chili oil and pepper noodles, take a sip of the soup and leave a fragrant aroma on your lips and teeth.

Zhao Ling'er drank a large bowl, made another piece of cake, and ate it with relish. After finishing the meal, he wiped his mouth and said a little embarrassedly: "Lao Yang, I'm tired and don't want to wash the dishes."

"Don't worry, I'll just come." Yang Geyong glanced at Zhao Ling'er lovingly and quickly went to clear the dishes and table.

The servant Zhao Ling'er has already given them a holiday, which she is not used to. As the leader of Junken City, she couldn't bear to be waited on.

By the time Yang Geyong came back from cleaning up, Zhao Ling'er had already tidied herself up: "Old Yang, let's go to the hospital to see if our son is okay. The soup you made today is so delicious, send the rest to them."

Yang Geyong wanted to refuse, but looking at Zhao Ling'er's pleading eyes, he couldn't say anything and happily went to find something to serve the soup.

I guess many readers will say, isn’t it forbidden to eat beef, mutton and seafood after surgery?

I don’t want to argue with some of the views of traditional Chinese medicine, but what do you want the herdsmen who only eat beef and mutton to eat? Even vegetables are rare in winter.

There are also fishermen, even if they are injured, they may go hungry if you don’t let them eat seafood.

Many things may be different due to physical reasons, and the absorption of food will be different. Anyway, this taboo should only exist in the mainland.

Putting the remaining soup in an earthenware jar, the two went out and drove to the hospital. Zhao Ling'er was filled with joy.

This time she came here and accidentally discovered a way to get along with Yang Geyong, that is, stop scolding him and act like a baby instead. She found that as soon as she acted coquettishly, this man would follow her in everything.

Looking at Yang Geyong, who was holding the steering wheel with one hand and looking happy, Zhao Linger was secretly amused. So this man is so easy to coax? But why did I always quarrel with him before?

When I arrived at the hospital, I saw Yang Wei and Ye Qianqian teaching Xi Ma how to speak Chinese. Xima studies very seriously. This girl is very intelligent and learns things very quickly.

Even Ye Qianqian, a proud girl, is sometimes secretly surprised. Of course, she still rejects some aspects because this Sima wants to compete with her for a man.

Regarding Yang Wei, the two girls' attitudes were completely opposite. Ye Qianqian is a master of control, while Xi Ma is a complete follower of the three obediences and four virtues.

We don’t know what the final result will be, but it’s true that Yang Wei and Xima are obviously going to be much closer to nature.

Ye Qianqian was naturally unconvinced, and she wanted to defeat this little woman in an upright manner. Who said love must be humble? I want to conquer him with my own excellence!

Smelling the fragrance in the jar, Yang Wei's eyes showed surprise and he said, "Dad, I want to drink haggis soup."

"A dog's nose can smell anything. I asked your dad to cook this for you." In the past, Zhao Ling'er would have to say that she did it when she opened her mouth. Today, she took the initiative to say Yang Geyong for the first time. But you have to take the credit yourself.

Yang Wei didn't hear what Zhao Ling'er said at all? She picked up the bowl handed over by Zhao Ling'er and took a big sip, then narrowed her eyes in intoxication.

"Dad, your craftsmanship is great!"

"You brat, this is to take advantage of your mother, otherwise you wouldn't be able to drink." Yang Ge was brave enough not to tell lies.

"Thank you, mom." Yang Wei is a mother who has breasts, so she can eat whatever she has.

Seeing the greedy looks of the two girls, Zhao Ling'er couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Didn't you just eat? Why are you looking like this?"

Yang Wei was more honest: "The rice delivered is tasteless and tasteless. I don't like to eat it!"

"Okay, starting from tomorrow, mom will cook for you." Zhao Ling'er was full of confidence.

Yang Wei's face turned bitter: "Mom, you should continue to give orders and let my dad do it. You know what I like to eat."

Zhao Ling'er's face turned cold and she was about to get angry. When she saw her son's pleading eyes, she felt soft in her heart: "Okay, okay, I'll be responsible for buying groceries. I'll let your dad cook everything you want to eat. I promise." You will gain weight after you recover from your injury."

Yang Geyong kept smiling. If people who were familiar with him saw him at this time, they would definitely have some doubts about life. Yang Geyong has always been a cool man, who has ever seen such a tender side of him?

In the next few days, Zhao Ling'er transformed into a vegetable-grabbing aunt, carrying a basket and going to the vegetable market early in the morning to grab the freshest ingredients.

And Yang Geyong turned into a chef, making every dish for his son according to Zhao Ling'er's recipes every day.

As a parent, no matter how high your status is, you will do anything for your children. This is family love, which is purer than any emotion in the world.

Xi Ma and Ye Qianqian took turns working at home and in the hospital. Mainly because they also wanted to learn cooking skills, as women in that era still had to do housework. The same goes for outstanding girls like Ye Qianqian.

Of course, it was an accident that Zhao Linger was like this. However, through these days of influence, I can cook in a decent way. I believe that when she returns to Junken City, she will definitely not go to the canteen every day again.

Time flies so fast, half a month has passed in a flash. Zhao Ling'er had to leave. After all, where her position was, she was not someone who could control her own time.

Ye Qianqian came with her, so naturally she had to take her back. Unexpectedly, Ye Qianqian refused to leave.

Helpless Zhao Ling'er had to call Zheng Lanzhi. Unexpectedly, Zheng Lanzhi didn't care at all: "If she doesn't come back, she won't come back. Anyway, I don't plan to let her go to school elsewhere. She feels more at ease staying by my side at Military Reclamation University."