In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

The so-called delicious food is of course instant noodles. Song Hongguo cooked them directly in a clay pot and put them on the stove in the main room. After the water boiled, he threw in three dough balls, beat three eggs, and pried open the iron box. I cut the canned luncheon meat in half and added the sauce packets and powder packets. The pungent aroma was simply too overwhelming.

Finally, sprinkle a small handful of guzha vegetables. The green color and refreshing fragrance are the icing on the cake for this pot of noodles.

The mother and son were sitting on the sofa eating, surrounded by a casserole, each holding a small bowl in their hands. The curved noodles were cooked to a smooth texture, soaked in the rich sauce, and sucked into their mouths. That kind of satisfaction radiates from the inside out, from the stomach and intestines to the limbs, and then takes a bite of the delicious egg, paired with the sour and refreshing spicy cabbage. In the end, there is only happiness in my heart.

"It's so delicious..." Ling Yuan was sweating on his forehead and turning his mouth over and over, but he could only come up with such a compliment.

Ling Zhi also lost his composure while eating and looked a bit like a child. However, he still had to ask, "What kind of noodles is this? Where did you buy it? There are also canned meat and sauces..."

It must have cost a lot of money again.

Song Hongguo took one look at him and knew what he was thinking, and patiently explained, "This is called Yifu noodles. It is cooked with eggs and noodles and then deep-fried. It is convenient for storage and easier to eat. When eating, use Just soak it in hot water. You can add seasonings according to your own taste. They are definitely not available in grocery stores. I bought them from elsewhere, as well as the dry goods. Although it cost a little money, it is worth it. You see , It tastes so delicious.”

Ling Zhi was silent for a moment. Indeed, the food was delicious. No matter how much he felt sorry for spending money, he couldn't say it wasn't worth it out of conscience, "...it's delicious, but you can't eat it often."

Just satisfy your craving once in a while.

Song Hongguo laughed when she heard this, "Don't worry, even if you want to eat it every day, I don't agree with it. Although this food is delicious, eating it often is not good for your health."

Ling Zhi's eyes widened in surprise, "How could that be?"

Ling Yuan also asked in disbelief, "Mom, could such a delicious food be bad for your health? What's so bad?"

Song Hongguo said, "It will cause obesity..."

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Ling Yuan burst into laughter.

Song Hongguo coughed and continued, "...This kind of noodles has high calories, is not easily absorbed by the body, and has insufficient nutrients. If you eat it often, it will lead to malnutrition, and you will not grow taller or stronger."

Ling Yuan was still laughing, and Ling Zhi said with difficulty, "Nowadays, many people eat steamed buns made with bran and wild vegetables. Isn't that even less nutritious? The most urgent thing is to be full. Everything else is unimportant, and no one cares. "

"Actually, wild vegetables are very nutritious..." Song Hongguo swallowed back the words halfway through. She was born in an era of abundant food, so naturally she couldn't feel the taste of hunger. Even if she traveled through time, she wouldn't have it because of the mall. She was not nervous or worried at all, but Ling Zhi was different. He was born and raised in this era and had seen too many people racking their brains for a bite. She could not stand on a high place to overlook them or even educate them, so she said, "You said That's right, people who live in warehouses understand etiquette, people who have enough food and clothing know honor and disgrace, but I'm overthinking it."

Ling Zhi glanced at her unexpectedly, obviously not expecting her to say that, because the adults he had met before always insisted that they were right when they had disagreements with their children. Even if they were wrong, they would not disagree with their children. Lowering their heads, it was related to their faces and their dignity as elders. They would only scold their children in anger and anger. It was impossible to admit their mistakes, but she did it, and she was still so open and comfortable, as if all this was wrong. It is reasonable.

He was moved for a moment.

Ling Yuan asked curiously, "Mom, what do those two sentences you just said mean?"

As adults all like children who like to ask questions, especially those who are curious about knowledge, Song Hongguo naturally knows everything, "Those two sentences are from "Guanzi Herdsmen", which means that the people's granaries are sufficient and they have enough food and clothing. Taking etiquette into consideration, paying attention to honor and shame. This sentence is actually talking about human nature. Only when people are rich in life, can people improve their pursuits. The converse is also true. If people's food and clothing problems cannot be solved, Some noble moral concepts cannot last long..."

Ling Yuan nodded, somewhat understanding, and somewhat vaguely understanding.

After dinner, it was already past eight o'clock. There were no lights, no entertainment activities, and there was really nothing else to do except wash up and sleep. Song Hongguo soaked the things she would need in the morning, sealed the stove, and got on the kang. She couldn't sleep. Listening to the news on the radio, she took out some wool and knitted sweaters for the two little ones. The weather was getting warmer and the cotton-padded jackets were no longer fit for wear.

The two brothers listened to the radio and read a book. The kerosene lamp was placed on the window sill. The flames flickered from time to time, brushing over their young and engaged faces, reflecting the tranquility and warmth of the room.

It wasn't until after nine o'clock that Song Hongguo was worried that their eyes couldn't bear it, so she urged them to sleep.

The next day, as before, the mother and son performed their duties and repeated ordinary, simple but happy and warm days.

I had hot bread for breakfast. I soaked the dried shiitake mushrooms last night, stir-fried them with diced bacon, chopped some shepherd's purse and vermicelli, and finally sprinkled a handful of dried shrimps for seasoning. It was fresh and fragrant, and the blanched noodles It's very soft, and she mixed it with a lot of water, so you don't need to roll it out, just stretch it out and wrap it directly.

After 15 minutes of steaming, the steamed buns were as soft as the Internet celebrity butt-shaking cake she bought in her previous life. When she took a bite, the richness of the bacon, the freshness of the mushrooms, and the tenderness of the shepherd's purse were intertwined together, making people feel Can't stop.

Served with refreshing pickles and delicate stick noodle porridge, this is not breakfast, it is simply a feast for the taste.

Before going out, she wrapped two of them in white cotton cloth and stuffed them into her satchel, saving them for lunch. Thinking about preparing things for the dormitory, she also brought a trolley and a large sack.

Not long after leaving the brigade, while there was no one around, Song Hongguo hurriedly packed the quilts in the space into sacks. In addition, there were sheets, quilt covers, pillows, enamel basins, towels, toiletries, and other items bought from the mall. There was a thermos bottle with a bamboo casing and several enamel drinking jars. Other furniture and the like could not be brought in this way. We had to take the open road and go to the scrap collection station to buy a few items.

She left early this time just to have time to go to the dormitory to pack her things. When she arrived at the hospital, it was just seven o'clock. The gate was quiet. She greeted the guard and turned around to the family courtyard in the southeast corner.

Basically all the hospital staff live in this area. In addition to a few tube buildings, there are also two rows of bungalows. The bungalows were built relatively early. Several families share a courtyard. The houses are spacious, but there is no running water. Fetching water is further away, and the toilet is even further away. In comparison, Tongzilou seems more convenient.