Ai Ruo's life in the red mansion

"There are four seasons of scenery in four seasons. In winter, I will invite my mother to come over to enjoy the snow and barbecue." Ai Ruo said, Ai Ruo would not feel like wrapping silk on trees in winter to make fiery trees and silver flowers.In Ai Ruo's view, every season has its own unique beauty. In winter, as the book says, finding a rockery, enjoying the snow and barbecue in a pavilion, and eating wine is not much better than walking.Of course, the most important thing is that she is invincible, wrapping the tree with silk, how stupid must she be to do this?She no longer commented on those idiots in the Red Chamber.

"I'm coming too." The little prince heard it and immediately shouted.

"Understood, you are indispensable." Ai Ruo looked at Jin Ling, "What do you want for lunch? I don't think you are guests."

"What did you want to do for me?" Jin Ling looked at her, Ai Ruo should be prepared to invite her back to her natal home.

Ai Ruo looked at the sky, in fact, she really didn't know what Jinling liked to eat, she didn't even know what Zhao Yiniu liked to eat, how could she know what Jinling liked, so she was very angry about yesterday's menu, she Really dizzy.

"My family either doesn't like food, eating is like taking medicine; or it's like black charcoal, eating is the same, and I don't chew at all, so I have lost confidence in our cook. What do you want to eat, I let them do it for you."

"Don't you know how to make gnocchi soup? I want to eat that." Jin Ling said suddenly, the one who can make that is the modern Ai Ruo, and the one who wants to eat it is Niu Niu.Niuniu told her that the one made by her mother was the best, and Jinling also made it for Niuniu, but Niuniu still wanted to eat her mother's cooking, but her mother really didn't have time.She has been thinking of Niuniu a lot lately, since she is taking her back to her mother's house, it is understandable that she wants to eat the food made by Ai Ruo.

Ai Ruo was stunned for a moment, looking at Jinling.She didn't ask how Jinling knew she could only cook that, it was because Zhao Yi wanted to eat it when he was in college, so he learned how to cook it.She took a deep look at her, took a long breath, "Success, I'll do it for you."

"Will you still do it?" Jin Ling smiled.

"Will you do it?" Ai Ruo asked back.

"Yes, why don't we do it together. The child won't say that I'm not as good as you." Jin Ling smiled, and when she thought of making it for Niu Niu, Niu Niu frowned and took a bite.Then he sighed like a grown-up and said, "It's not my mother's taste, but it's delicious. Thank you."

Ai Ruo was defeated in an instant, and she forgot her daughter again. She seemed to have only done it for her daughter once. That time when her daughter fell ill, she made up her mind to turn off her mobile phone.There is also Zhao Yi's mobile phone, even the home phone is unplugged, and he spends a day with his daughter.

Her daughter was sick and couldn't eat, so she made pimple soup for their father and daughter with a clever move, and the daughter ate very happily.Said it was the best thing she had ever eaten.And that day.It was the only time in her memory that the family of three was together quietly.I was jealous just now, but I should understand.Jinling actually loves Niuniu more.

"I haven't done it for many years, let's try it together?" Ai Ruo is actually not sure, thinking about it is a bit uncertain.

"I do it often, the saint likes it very much." Jin Ling looked at her husband.

"I like it too, but let's eat it that winter." The little prince raised his head to express his disapproval.Liu Rui patted his son, "Go for it!"

Ai Ruo also saw it.Now that Liu Rui is evolving into a loyal dog, he doesn't quite refute Jin Ling's intentions anymore. Sure enough, the family needs to be managed little by little.Even if it is the royal family, it is not a family, they are the real family of three.

The dishes that were supposed to be served at noon were still set out, but there was a bowl of pimple soup in front of each person. Now Jinling knew why Niuniu said that her cooking was not as good as Ai Ruo's. She made standard pimple soup, while Ai Ruo made whatever she wanted.Stir the batter casually, then boil the water, and pour it in with chopsticks, which is different from using a small spoon to make small pieces of beautiful cat ears.

So it was brought up, a bowl of noodle soup in front of each person, there were irregular gnocchi in it, a few suspicious green leaves, and then it was gone.The little prince stretched out his head to look at it for a long time, and then said to the little wax gourd, "Is it delicious?"

"I haven't eaten it, what's this?" Although Little Winter Melon is also a foodie, he is far from Lu Yuan.But it can only be a foodie, which is different from the realm of Lu Yuan's gourmet.

"This..." Liu Rui hesitated, and looked sideways at his own wife, wondering if he was wrong, this is fundamentally different from what his wife did, okay?

"The concubine tried the taste, and it was okay." Jin Ling said that people who follow the single circuit really can't be too serious. She wanted to know what Niu Niu thinks is the most delicious food, but she forgot one of the most important questions. The quality of food has always been based on emotion, I cook it for Niu Niu every day, but Ai Ruo only cooks it for Niu Niu once.She is still Niu Niu's own mother!

"Queen, it's actually not as delicious as your cooking." The little prince took a sip, nodded, and said seriously to his old lady.

"Thank you, you are indeed my own." Jinling sighed, looked at her son solemnly, and thought about Jia Fen. Apart from her husband and son, only Jia Fen had eaten her own food. I ate what Ai Ruo made again.Now her own mother has also made it, let her see, is this delicious?

Jia Fen stared at the small bowl for a long time, it was really different from what she ate in the palace, but, as I said just now, it was made by my mother herself, since she was born until now, it was the first time my mother cooked it. What about food?After hesitating for a moment, he took some soup and put it in his mouth, thought about it, tasted it again, and nodded.

"Not bad." Jia Fen smiled like a flower.

In fact, Jia Yuan is the one with the best looks in the family.At the end of the birth, in fact, basically, the quality of the fourth child will be almost the same.After all, Jia Zheng and Ai Ruo were not young at that time.But Jia Yuan didn't smile, she was born with a serious temperament since she was a child, and she didn't have a smile on her small face, so everyone got used to it.

And Jia Fen was very irritable when facing Ai Ruoshi, but in essence, she grew up in a happy environment. Since childhood, Jia Zheng regarded her as a flower in his palm, thinking that she had no mother to take care of her, and she was the youngest. They will not have any more children in the future, so Jia Zheng naturally devoted all his love to his youngest daughter.As for Jin Ling, before her son was born, seeing a baby had an empathy effect.When his son was born, he spoiled the tender Jia Fen even more.So Jia Fen actually grew up under the pampering of everyone. Even if she sees Liu Rui, she is not afraid, so she has a natural and sunny temper, so she always has a bright smile on her face.This makes people feel at a glance that this girl is really beautiful.

"So blood relationship can't deceive people, no matter how good it is to you, it's useless, you still think your mother is doing well." Jin Ling glared at Jia Fen, and immediately felt that this was a little heartless.

Jia Fen laughed again, bowed her head and took another bite, she didn't dare to talk to her, she couldn't talk to her, she dared to say that her mother's work was not as good as her mother's, even if there were no outsiders here, people would laugh at her and hug her thigh.But my mother is the best, she is not a child anymore, although she did not grow up in the palace, but she came here from a young age, even if the woman in front of her really loves her, she is also the most honorable person in this country Woman, no one here can be older than her.

Liu Rui also laughed, took a bite by himself, and felt that he was not as good as the queen, so he said to Jia Fen, "Little heartless, I won't reward you later."

Jia Fen still pursed her lips and smiled, she was used to it in front of Liu Rui and his wife.

What Ai Ruo ate was made of Jinling. She tasted it and nodded, "You cook better than me. I haven't formally learned it, but I was forced to do it casually."

"So it has to be her own." Jin Ling sighed softly.

"Because Ping'er knows that I am not only her own mother, but also that I really love her. If I really don't love her, she would have favored you." Ai Ruo knew that she was talking about Niu Niu, but she couldn't say it. Ping'er came out to speak.

"That's right. All your hard work is just for the good of your children. It doesn't matter if you know how to cook. They just need to know that you really love them." Jin Ling nodded, lowered her head and picked up an irregular lump of dough, I frowned.After all, she has been a queen for many years. It is really rare to make such careless gnocchi, and she has no place to talk.Shaking his head after thinking about it, he still took a bite. The pimple was a bit big, but it was cooked, but the inside of the noodle core was still a little dry and tasteless, but it tasted like some dry flour.She was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Delicious!"

"Laughing at me again?" Ai Ruo quit, is there anyone who despises people so much?Obviously I can't do it well, but I still say it's delicious.

"Really, I haven't tasted gray noodles for many years. This noodles is really delicious!" Jin Ling pressed her eyes lightly, chewed and swallowed the rest, and put the rest into her mouth, maybe The soup was not good enough, but the taste of the gray noodles reminded her of her mother's taste. The noodles made by her mother when she was a child also tasted like this, the real flour taste.She misses her mother too.

Ai Ruo knew that Huimian was their dialect, and it was called Flour in the north.She suddenly said that it smelled like gray noodles, and she understood that Jinling was homesick.He patted her lightly and let out a long sigh.

Liu Rui didn't know what charades they were playing, but he also knew that this should be what his wife wanted to eat when she returned to her natal home, and Ai Ruo, who can't cook, made it. Although it was not well done, it was the taste his wife was looking forward to. .He looked back at his wife. For so many years, she has kept her job quietly. It has been more than ten years before she slowly became comfortable. He didn't know how many more years he would live, and his son had not grown up yet. Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

It was also the first time for Jia Zheng to eat food made by his wife. Although it looked a bit weird, he tasted it and thought it was okay, but he ate everything to save face.Fortunately, none of Jia's family is a gourmet, and they are not very picky eaters, so they ate everything in front of them very quietly.