Food saves the world [Interstellar]

The two old people who came down from the second floor looked at their little grandson smiling and waving his little hands to greet them, and they all smiled knowingly, but they never expected that what the little guy said afterwards made Mr. Ning so turbulent. The brains of the ex-military bosses who had been in the past began to run rapidly, wanting to think of a perfect excuse that could perfectly refuse without hurting the young grandson's heart.

If it is facing other children and grandchildren, the old man will simply refuse if he refuses, and there is no other reason to think about.But for Xiao Ning Yuan, everyone will inevitably be a little more worried.

The main reason is that the little guy's parents are not around, and these other parents inevitably have a guardian mentality.Every day you hug, I hug, and from time to time take turns to stay with him at night, and in the morning, I hug the little guy up and feed the nutrient solution by the way.

People are emotional animals, no matter how close the relationship is, it needs to spend enough time together so that the relationship will not appear vain.

Since the little guy came out of the incubator, everyone even taught him how to speak.

Every bit of Ning Yuan's growth visible to the naked eye has been devoted to the efforts of everyone in the Ning family.

Plus kids with therapist potential are a little bit different from other kids.Because of their high spiritual power, they will be better at capturing some tiny things in life, and they will be more sensitive.

According to statistics in the records of the federal database, compared with children with normal mental power, children with high mental power are more likely to suffer from childhood depression.Many therapists who have been counted have said that when they were young, they were often prone to depression because of things that were not very serious in retrospect.

When Ning Lan saw this section of information in the federal system, Ning Lan immediately printed the treatment as a paper document and sent a copy to each member of the family.

Even Ning Lin, who was far away from the marginal star, was sent a copy by the eldest son, and a note was attached.The implication is that Ning Lin always doesn't like to laugh when communicating with his youngest son, which may give the young little guy the illusion that his father doesn't like him, and hope that the other party will correct it next time.

It is unknown what Ning Lin felt when he received this information and note. Anyway, under the supervision of his elder son and his wife afterwards, when he communicated with his younger son the next day, he was once suspected by the little guy of his father. Is it too tired recently, or why the expression is different from before.

Through the projection, he put his two little hands together on the side of his face and tilted his head to pretend to be sleeping, babbling and telling the opposite father to take a good rest.

Here, while the old man was brainstorming, Ning Xin held his breath and walked up like a hero.

"What is Yuan Yuan doing?" Ning Xin stood in front of the little guy's toy pot, and asked without pretending to be curious.

Ning Yuan, who was being held by his brother who was stirring the chicken soup with a spoon in his hand, thought about it for a while, and finally said in a soft voice, "It's stewing chicken soup."

Chicken soup?

This is a rare word.

Write it down first.

"Where did Yuan Yuan learn this?" Ning Xin felt that such a smooth process shouldn't just come to mind when the little guy slapped his head.

Don't let her know who taught it...

Ning Yuan looked behind Little Aunt, and pointed his gaze at Old Man Ning.

Ning Xin turned around abruptly, looking at her father in disbelief.

Fortunately, the little guy's next words quickly returned the old man's innocence.

"Yuanyuan learned it from reading." The little guy couldn't explain the memory fragments that suddenly appeared in his mind, but he still remembered that he once saw a picture book in his grandfather's study room that showed things being boiled in water.

For a federation that once had historical faults, there is nothing that reveals a family's heritage more than a huge paper library.

During Ning Yuan and Ning Xin's question and answer, the two old people finally came to the front no matter how slowly they walked.

It's good that Mr. Ning didn't come. Ning Xin just chatted with his little nephew, and the little guy seemed to forget that he was still asking everyone to drink soup just now, so Ning Xin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But when Mr. Ning walked not far from the little guy, Ning Yuan seemed to be reminded suddenly again. He immediately got down from his brother's arms, picked up a clean bowl, and bent down to serve grandpa. Bowl of soup.

The bowl was placed on the small stone bench by Ning Yuan, and the spoon was half filled with the almost full bowl of soup, and then the little guy carefully pushed it in front of Mr. Ning.

Seeing the bowl of 'chicken soup' made by the older grandson lighting the fire and watching the stove in front of him, and the younger grandson stirring it manually, Mr. Ning chuckled with a natural expression: "When your second and third uncles come back, Yuan Yuan, you can share it with them. Grandpa is not feeling well and cannot eat."

In fact, this is a lie to the children, you can still eat a little bit.

Who would have thought it would be better not to say this, after saying that, the little fellow immediately pushed his elder brother's hand holding the bowl in front of grandpa, pursed his face and said tenderly and firmly: "Grandpa, drink, drink!" Grandpa is in good health after drinking."

The kind grandpa in my memory would say to the children who were endorsing him every time he stewed chicken soup: "When the chicken soup is ready, drink more yuan yuan. Drink more yuan yuan to grow your body and be in good health."

Stewed chicken soup is good for the body.

Both the memory fragments and the instinctive subconscious mind told Xiao Ningyuan this.

Looking at the little grandson's clear eyes full of distress for himself, it is obvious that he listened to what he said that was uncomfortable just now.

So after thinking about it, he reached out to avoid the hands of his younger daughter and grandson who wanted to help him take away the bowl in front of him. He raised his head and drank the chicken soup in front of him.

Because Ning Yuan is young, the spoon he can hold is also small, so the little guy is slow to fill the soup. This time, the temperature of the chicken soup is just a little warmer than the entrance.

In addition to some fishy smell, the old man closed and opened his eyes while holding his breath, and the bowl of soup passed away.

Ning Yuan immediately refilled another bowl for his grandfather.

The old man's kindness was hard to stop, and when he closed his eyes, he drank another bowl.

Ning Yuan's pot looked huge when he held it by himself, but it wasn't that big when it was actually propped up.Put a chicken in it, and there is not much soup left.The old man ate two or three small bowls, and basically there was only chicken left in the pot.

At this time, the two people outside the door 'coincidentally' revealed their figures, as if they had just returned home from get off work.

Ning Yan's eyes showed a hint of pity just right, as if to say: It's a pity that he came back late, and he didn't catch up with the little nephew to cook for everyone for the first time.I heard from my second brother that the next batch of chickens raised in the laboratory will have to wait for next month.

Ning Xin was also paying attention to observing her old man, seeing that there was nothing unusual after he finished drinking, so she was relieved.After all, my old man always said the same thing at home, Yuan Yuan is not sensible yet, but it is good to want grandpa to be in good health.This time, he drank nearly three small bowls of 'chicken soup' at once, and Ning Xin was really afraid that something might go wrong with his injury.

By the way, is it really a second-generation relative?The old man really hurts Yuanyuan.

After thinking about this, Ning Xin looked at her old man with some admiration.

As expected of their old man.

Fortunately, the old man is so good, they don't have to drink this chicken soup anymore.

So he followed the eyes of the third brother and sighed: "It's a pity. I wanted to taste the chicken soup made by Yuan Yuan, but Dad, you didn't save me a bite."

But who knows, just when everyone thought that the old man had finished the chicken soup and they breathed a sigh of relief because they didn't need to drink any more, Ning Yuan's big eyes suddenly frowned since watching his grandfather drink the soup. As soon as it lit up, it suddenly dawned on me.

Ning Yuan: It turns out that something is wrong here.He forgot to put other things.

Thinking of the other two things that hadn't been put away, the little guy stomped and ran into the house.It didn't take long to come out with a plate from the living room.

On the plate is the durian meat that has been separated and arranged neatly.

In the other hand of the little guy, there are still a few small red oval 'fruits'.

Without hesitation, pour the durian meat into the pot, and sprinkle the small fruits that have been washed into the pot.Ning Yuan picked up his small spoon and began to add water to the chicken soup pot.

Ripe durians are golden in appearance. The water is boiled and melted into the soup, adding a seemingly fragrant color to the originally pale chicken soup.Small red fruits float on top of the chicken broth.

Red is red, yellow is yellow, and chicken is rolling in the pot.

It's like a big pot full.

The little guy stretched out his hand to wipe his tired, slightly sweaty white forehead, raised his head and said to his little aunt and third uncle who felt very sorry just now: "Third uncle, little aunt, it doesn't matter, Yuan Yuan will still do it."

What a kid.

It is a pity to see the elders, and I would rather make another one when I am tired.

Feeling his full stomach, old man Ning smiled kindly: "Grandpa is full, let's share this pot of yuan yuan with little aunt and the others, and grandpa won't rob them."

The author has something to say:

Once there was an ordinary chicken soup in front of them, but they didn't cherish it.

They didn't know what they had lost until the Durian Chicken Soup was presented in front of them.

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