90: The mother of the little cannon fodder in the control group is reborn

"That's all sea water, and it contains the seafood your aunt bought, all alive!"

Hua Honghong is also happy. Her sister has given so many gifts in return, and she is also respected in her husband's family! The face in front of the man’s son is even worse!

"Wow! I haven't eaten seafood yet! Mom, can you prepare it soon? I also want to try how delicious the seafood is. Are there abalone and sea cucumbers in here? Those are the two things on TV. I want to Taste what it tastes like.”

Wang Shouxin didn't take his eyes off the foam box containing the seafood, because he couldn't see what was inside, and none of the other things in the bag looked like "sea cucumbers" and "abalones."

Ginseng, he had seen ginseng in books, and salvia at the purchasing station. Sea cucumbers are ginseng from the sea. They are so different, but they are so different.

The fish are all similar in appearance and have fins. Are the abalones fish hugging each other? Otherwise, why is it called abalone?

"It seems there is, but I didn't pay attention to what it looks like. It's probably pretty ugly?"

Hua Honghong remembered that there was a small black thing with thorns that seemed strangely familiar to her. It should be the abalone or sea cucumber that her second son mentioned.

As for the other thing, did she really not remember it? She seemed to have a shell? Anyway, it looks quite unexpected. I don’t know why it is called that name. It is obviously not worthy of the name.

"what?"

Wang Shouxin felt that what his mother said was wrong. After all, his mother didn't understand anything, knew nothing, and had a bad memory. She could only cook and wash clothes at home, and couldn't even do the work in the fields by herself. , his father had to take her with him every time. He didn’t know whether his mother was real or pretending. He didn’t believe it since he still couldn’t do farm work after decades of doing it.

Maybe, probably, his mother is more clingy to his father? Or are you afraid of working in the fields alone?

"You can tell just by looking at it. Crabs look like crabs, prawns look like shrimps, and clams look like mussels. You can also recognize the others, such as squid, octopus, and octopus. The unrecognizable thing is probably the thing you mentioned."

Hua Honghong squeezed her shoulders and twisted her waist, rubbed her wrists and kicked her legs. After carrying so many things from the town to her home for more than ten miles, she felt that her whole body was tired and no longer belonged to her. Her fingers were still intact until now. He couldn't move while lifting things, and there were marks on his head.

"Mom, sit down and have a rest and drink some water."

Wang Shouli poured a glass of cold water and handed it to Hua Honghong. Hua Honghong was so moved that she immediately smiled and felt much relieved from her discomfort.

"Oh! I happen to be thirsty."

After drinking the water, Hua Honghong watched Wang Shouxin take out everything and divide it up. There were a lot of fruits and a lot of seafood, but he seemed a little unbelievable about what he saw.

"Mom, are these two sea cucumbers and abalone? They don't look alike at all!"

There is no trace of ginseng or fish!

"Uh - I don't know either. Your aunt must have bought it. She said our family just wanted to try one each, so she bought four."

Hua Honghong also suddenly remembered this. Hua Lingling seemed to have said that these things are very nutritious? too expensive? Or will things die easily if they are not well maintained? Anyway, the ones she bought the least were the ones that sounded familiar to her.

"Oh, this thing must be very expensive! Sea cucumber porridge and abalone porridge are often seen on TV. If they are not expensive, they will definitely not appear on the dining tables of rich people in TV dramas. I will definitely try these rich people's food later. How delicious is affordable food!”

Although Wang Shouxin felt that these two things were very different from what he had imagined, his aunt would never deceive them. If she said they were sea cucumbers and abalones, they must be sea cucumbers and abalones.

"Then, Mom, can you do it?"

The one with the shell should be removed and eaten. How to eat the prickly black thing?

Moreover, you can’t just boil something so expensive and eat it with water, right? There's always another way, right?

"Ah? I forgot. What did your aunt say? Eat it boiled? Or steam it? Oops! It doesn't matter how you eat it! As long as it's cooked and eaten in your stomach, it's fine!"

Hua Honghong, like Hua Lingling, was taught by the same mother. Naturally, they all know the same thing. She also doesn't know how to cook big dishes, and she has never been exposed to seafood. The only ways she knows how to cook is boiling, steaming, or cooking. It is fried and eaten like stir-fried vegetables. Of course, the premise is that she has to remember how to cook that kind of seafood.

If you don’t remember, they are all boiled or steamed!

"Mom! How could you do this!"

Wang Shouxin was unhappy after hearing this. Seafood in TV dramas is not eaten this way. At least it has to be made into porridge, right? Where can I eat it by boiling it directly in water? His expectations dropped directly from perfect score to zero score, which disappointed him so much!

"I can't do it."

Hua Honghong murmured in a low voice, sighing in her heart. Why don't you just eat something? Why do you treat so many Jing Jing'er? Isn't it all her own!

"My aunt must have taught you, but you didn't listen carefully. Seafood porridge cannot be cooked and eaten directly!"

Wang Shouxin stamped his feet angrily, his eyes turning red.

“Isn’t porridge meant to be cooked and eaten?”

Hua Honghong sighed again, why did she give birth to such a fussy son? I still remember that when she was this old, she had no books to read, so she was thinking about earning centimeters all day long. She didn’t know what it felt like to be full. She tightened her belt tightly every day and had to dig for wild vegetables and eat some. That’s great. Where can I have the leisure to think about how to eat?

"Forget it, even if I tell you, you don't understand!"

Wang Shouxin gave up.

What can I do if I don’t give up? He didn't know what to do. If he had known this, he might as well have followed him to his aunt's house.

It's all because his parents couldn't bear to spend more money on one person's fare.

"Mom, wash all these before cooking. If you really don't know how to cook, just cook porridge."

Wang Shouli mentioned that he also wanted to taste what seafood tasted like, but he spent a lot of money now and basically didn't talk much at home. He was afraid that if he spoke, he would remind his family that they were so poor. It was all because of him, and it was all because of borrowing money for his education.

Then, there was a lot of chatter, telling him to study hard and get into college. His family would support him in school even if they were selling money. He must find a good job in the future and the family would be dependent on him. Wait, blah blah blah.

When he heard these words over and over again, he was very moved, and he secretly made up his mind to stand out in order to be worthy of his parents' hard work.

But every now and then, or in other words, he would hear it several times every time he came home, and his mentality changed.

No matter how I put it, he didn't lose that touch. He still wanted to repay his parents, and he still wanted to get ahead, but his heart felt heavier and heavier, so heavy that he even found it difficult to breathe.

"Okay, I understand. You go back home and study quickly, and try to come back first in the Chinese New Year exam this year. Since you entered junior high school, you have never been first in the exam. Your father is looking forward to you every day. He came back first."

Hua Honghong sometimes wanted to get into her eldest son's mind and see why his grades dropped. He was always first when he was a child, but why he couldn't do it when he grew up? Could it be when he was in school? Are you having fun?

There was no need to accompany him to study at this time. Otherwise, Hua Honghong would definitely go to the school to watch Wang Shouli and study.

"Oh, mom, I'm going back to the house."

Wang Shouli, who originally wanted to say something, was not in the mood to say anything now. He turned around and went back to the room. He sat in front of a simple desk and opened the book but could not read a word.

In fact, sometimes he couldn't help but imagine that it would be great if he were his aunt's child. In that case, he wouldn't have so much pressure and felt that his back was being bent.

If, after all, it was just if. He calmed down and began to recite the text seriously.