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Chapter 163 Can I?

San Miao knew her second brother very well, and seeing this situation, she could basically predict what would happen next, so she stopped washing the vegetables a long time ago, stood beside He Gu cautiously, her eyes flicked back and forth between He Gu and Si Ningning Glance, dare not make too many movements, let alone speak.

And Si Ningning's words made He Gu realize something.

The so-called florist's rabbit is not a simple story.

It has a moral.

Flower growers, flower growers, Chinese families...that's what it means.

The elder brother also taught that although the current life is bitter, it is the exchange of many revolutionary veterans' lives.

The hardest time is over, and the future will be fine.

It will be him, and many children like him, who will make this country more and more prosperous!

How could he abandon the flower planter because of his temporary loneliness?
He Gu tilted his head and pushed away a step to avoid Si Ningning's hand.

"Yes, I'm sorry, woo...Si Ningning, I will be a good rabbit, like, like a big brother." He Gu turned sideways and wiped away tears with his sleeves, "I am a strong rabbit! I am a little rabbit. Man... I don't cry, I don't cry..."

However, tears wiped more and more, He Gu pursed his mouth, his eyes full of hesitation.

Big teardrops fell from the corners of his eyes, and he looked at Si Ningning's helpless apology, "Woooo...Si, Si Ningning, I'm sorry, it's my fault...but I can't help it..."

"Second brother..." Sanae beside her also began to tear up.

In the past, the second elder brother cried out of temper, but this time Sanae could clearly feel that her second elder brother was not playing petty temper, but really couldn't control it.

San Miao was young and didn't know what to do. Looking at her second brother and Si Ningning, she could only secretly wipe away her tears with red eyes.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you." Si Ningning squatted and took two steps forward, hugged He Gu into his arms, and gently patted the little guy's back to comfort him.

In such a short time, He Gu was sweating all over, and his back was scalding hot.

Si Ningning suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

At first, she felt that He Gu was a little short-tempered, but later she could also see He Gu's efforts to suppress him.

This child...is really out of control.

"It's not your fault... the first time you try to resist your inner resistance, you will feel a little helpless and uncomfortable." Si Ningning put his arms around He Gu, lifted the clothes on his back and gently shook them to fan the wind, softly Consolation and encouragement: "But Hegu, I believe you will succeed."

"Do you believe in yourself?"

He Gu's emotions on the verge of collapse gradually calmed down with Si Ningning's soft comfort, and his crying turned into a soft sob.

He hesitated and asked Si Ningning, "Hi, can I?"

Before Si Ningning could answer, he rested his chin on Si Ningning's shoulder, and said in a sobbing voice, "I don't know why, but it's so painful, so uncomfortable... Si Ningning, am I sick?"

Tong Yan Tong Yu was originally immature and innocent, but He Gu's voice trembled slightly, full of sadness and hesitation.

Although Si Ningning's heart was heavy, but at the same time, she caught a trace of information.

The little hand continued to pat He Gu's back to comfort, Si Ningning slowed down and asked, "Why do you feel uncomfortable?"

"I, I don't know either." He Gu hesitated for a moment, and then spoke a lot intermittently.

From the recent story, He Gu mentioned that he didn’t want to be so difficult as a flower planter’s rabbit, and later talked about daily life, wanting the bed to be clean and tidy, wanting the chopsticks to be straight and symmetrical, and so on.

Except for the first one, everything else is trivial.

However, it was these small things that made Si Ningning grasp the important point in an instant.

"Ha...so that's the case?"

She suddenly laughed out loud.

San Miao wrinkled her small face and looked at Si Ningning blankly.

He Gu sobbed a bit, and was also a little puzzled.

He stood up straight from Si Ningning's arms, pursed his lips and asked in a crying voice, "What is this?"

"It's okay. Let me tell you, these are trivial matters. As long as Xiao Hegu works a little harder, they can handle them perfectly." Si Ningning smiled brightly, and led Hegu and Sanmiao back to the edge of the pond to clean the vegetables.

After that, he used the excuse of teaching the two of them to sing to divert their attention, but in his heart, Si Ningning had basically sorted out the cause and effect of the incident.

Is it a cleanliness to keep emphasizing "cleanliness"?
Don't want to eat, is anorexia?

Do not……

If this is the case, Hegu really has a cleanliness habit, then when Si Ningning was weeding the cornfield, why did he not hesitate to pick the weeds in the soil with his hands?

Isn't this an extremely painful thing for people who suffer from cleanliness symptoms?
There is also anorexia. If it is really anorexia, then yesterday's big bowl of Liangpi, even if he hates the smell of raw garlic, Hegu still ate cleanly. How can this be explained?

Therefore, it is not cleanliness and anorexia.

From the very beginning, they were trying in the wrong direction!
Si Ningning had a new guess in her heart. In order to confirm this guess, she took action when cooking later.

Wash the stick bones and blanch them in the pot, then wash the pot again and add various aniseed and condiments to cook. At the same time, Si Ningning cut off a third of the cleaned pork liver.

The knife ordered by the educated youth was also brought over by Zhao Hongbing. It was okay to use at first, but recently it has become more and more blunt.

Si Ningning took the kitchen knife and went outside, rubbed the blade sideways against the steps of the doorway back and forth a few times, went back to the kitchen, rinsed it with water, and then cut the pork liver, it really was much faster.

Si Ningning sliced ​​the cut pork liver into thin slices. In the middle of the gap, she filled half a basin of water into the vacated wooden basin, and threw a handful of shallots to He Gu and San Miao, asking him to pick them clean.

The sliced ​​pork liver was flushed and poured into a bowl. Si Ningning glanced back. He Gu and San Miao were squatting in the main room with their backs to the kitchen, concentrating on picking green onions and not looking this way. Pour a little into the bowl like , soy sauce, and oyster sauce, and finally add two spoonfuls of starch to it.

The seasoning bottles and bags were put away in the space, and Si Ningning picked up the salt box on the stove, scooped half a teaspoon of salt into the bowl, and after mixing well, raised his head and shouted, "Is the onion ready?"

"It will be ready soon!" Sanae said nonchalantly.

Onions arrived shortly thereafter.

Si Ningning quickly chopped off the chopped green onion.

To be honest, Si Ningning has cooked a lot of rice, and Si Ningning's current knife skills are not covered. Looking back at the beginning of cooking, she had to cut bamboo shoots into thick slices. head.

Where would it be like now? "Baa baa" the kitchen knife waved an afterimage, and a small plate of diced green onions will be chopped.

Add the white part of the scallion to the bowl containing the pork liver and stir to remove the fishy smell. At this time, the water in the back pot is almost boiled.

Si Ningning lifted the lid of the pot, and the kitchen was instantly filled with smoke.

Put a handful of egg noodles into the pot, and poked them casually with chopsticks to spread them apart. Si Ningning put the lid on the pot and prepared to simmer for a while, when San Miao said cautiously, "Sister educated youth, this is fine grain."

Si Ningning turned around and looked at the two little guys with a smile: "Your elder brother gave you the money ticket, don't care if it's fine grain or coarse grain, just serve it to the table when it's time to eat."

Sanae nodded in confusion.

Si Ningning pushed the back of the two little heads to the main room: "The noodles will be cooked soon, go sit and wait in the main room."

"Oh!"

As soon as the two cubs left, Si Ningning lifted the lid of the pot, picked up the noodles with chopsticks and looked at them, the noodles were not fully cooked yet, it was just right to add the pork liver at this time, after a while, the noodles were just right, and the pork liver could also keep in its most tender state.

Most of the bowl of pork liver was poured into the pot, and Si Ningning waited for four or five seconds before poking and shaking the lumps of pork liver with chopsticks.

Cover the pot and let it simmer. During this time, Si Ningning took a handful of washed lettuce leaves from the basket, pinched one end with each hand, and twisted a handful of lettuce leaves into two parts.

Open the lid of the pot and throw the lettuce leaves in. The noodle soup has covered the lettuce leaves, and the vegetable stalks, which were whitish a second ago, instantly turned into a crisp, tender and transparent color.

Si Ningning took a bowl to fill the noodle soup and tasted it. He felt that it was a little watery, so he added half a teaspoon of salt into the pot, swung the spatula a few times, and started to serve the noodles.

One is an aluminum lunch box, the other is a rough porcelain bowl, both of which are half a bowl of noodles, half a bowl of pork liver soup, and finally crisp, tender and steaming lettuce.

Si Ningning put two bowls on the table one after another. Out of inner consideration, she paired the rough porcelain bowl with a pair of clean and straight chopsticks.

As for the aluminum lunch box, the chopsticks that come with it are of course clean, but the two chopsticks are of different colors, one is half new, and the other is full of old marks.

Both bowls and chopsticks are imperfect.

Si Ningning wanted to see how He Gu would choose.

San Miao knew her second brother's personality well, so she was in line with Si Ningning's expectations and stood aside, waiting for He Gu to choose first.

As for the party, He Gu, after eating the cold noodle last time, the first thing he thought of was to choose Si Ningning's aluminum lunch box, but when he approached and saw the pair of chopsticks on the table, He Gu pouted his mouth and shook his head in a daze.

After a while, he turned his head and looked to the other side.

The chopsticks over there are clean, but the bowl is a dark brown rough porcelain bowl, and there are many dark or light brown spots on the edge, just looking at it makes He Gu feel uncomfortable.

Si Ningning pretended to pour water, but she kept paying attention to the situation at the table. She noticed that He Gu's breathing became heavier and thicker. Although she wasn't crying, she kept scratching hard behind her ears, appearing very impatient.

Si Ningning put down the kettle, put the two bamboo cups on the side of the table, and asked in time, "What's wrong?"

He Gu hesitated and shook his head, put down his hands and didn't speak.

Si Ningning scanned the two bowls on the table and asked, "Do you not like these chopsticks?"

"Um……"

When Si Ningning mentioned chopsticks, He Gu nodded hesitantly, and then asked, "Si Ningning, where are your chopsticks?"

Si Ningning’s chopsticks are aluminum lunch boxes that come with the chopsticks. They are also made of aluminum. They are usually washed together with the lunch box. They are very clean, and because they are made of metal, they will not become old like wooden chopsticks. situation.

"I used it just now to mix pork liver, but it still smells fishy after washing and I can't use it for the time being." Si Ningning made an excuse casually, and then reached out to take the chopsticks from the thick porcelain bowl and asked He Gu, "So, you and He Gu?" Can Sanae change to a pair of chopsticks?"

"Then can I wash it?" He Gu's voice was nasal.

Si Ningning shook his head and rejected He Gu's application, "I washed it just now, it is clean."

"But……"

He Gu felt the uncomfortable feeling in his heart come up again, he swallowed the sour water in his mouth, bit his lips and looked at Si Ningning, his lips trembled for a long time, took the chopsticks in Si Ningning's hand, turned over and sat on the long bench on the bench.

Raising his arm to wipe away his tears, He Gu picked up the noodles with his chopsticks while crying and singing the song that Si Ningning taught by the well just now:

"Not afraid of wind and snow, I, my sons and daughters of China bleed but not cry..."

The crystal clear teardrops rolled into the noodle soup in strings accompanied by immature and intermittent children's voices.

Standing by the side, Si Ningning looked at He Gu, who was standing up straight, feeling sore in his heart.

Yes.

Not clean freak, not anorexic.

But obsessive-compulsive disorder.

There is no such thing as "obsessive-compulsive disorder" in this era, and people's understanding of "obsessive-compulsive disorder" is about zero.

And because what makes He Gu feel uncomfortable and stimulated are the trivial things in daily life, people don't notice it at all, or even don't understand it.

In this situation of incomprehension, the attitude of adults may make children feel oppressed, forced, etc., and thus more resistant...

Without understanding in the heart, children will become introverted over time and will resist communicating with others.

However, if the body is not full for a long time, the stomach will gradually shrink at first, and the symptoms of "anorexia" will extend later.

Everything is a follow-up symptom caused by obsessive-compulsive disorder...

Si Ningning's thinking has always been that as long as the problem is identified, the right medicine can be prescribed, but now...

Childish and innocent, listening to such a self-encouraging song sung intermittently by an immature voice, Si Ningning suddenly felt that this healing process might not just be a torment for He Gu.

It will also be her torment.

Seeing San Miao standing restrained by the table again, Si Ningning exhaled lightly, tried to put on a gentle smile, and said softly: "Okay San Miao, if He Gu eats this bowl, then you can eat this bowl, okay?"

While talking, Si Ningning moved the rough porcelain bowl to the other side, led San Miao to sit opposite He Gu, and asked them to sit facing each other separately, without affecting anyone.

"Thank you sister educated youth." Sanae smiled sweetly, picked up the chopsticks and buried her head in eating seriously.

There was still some pork liver and half of the pot of noodle soup in the pot. Si Ningning put them in a sea bowl by himself, and then washed the pot and started cooking for the educated youths.

While busy, I heard Sanae's small exclaimed voice: "Ah~! Second brother, this pork liver is delicious! It's much more delicious than the one made by big brother!"

In cooking these days, except for oil and salt, other seasonings are rarely used, let alone buying starch to maintain the taste of food.

Furthermore, Huo Lang is a rough guy, so it is no problem to work, but it is simply difficult for him to cook and make delicious food.

The reason why Sanae said that was because her elder brother had made pork liver at home before.

After making it, it not only has a strong fishy smell, but also is very dry, hard and choking!

However, because she knew the value of food, even if the taste was not satisfactory, Sanae sat obediently at the table and ate up the bowl of pork liver with her elder brother.

With the past as a comparison, Sanae narrowed her eyes, happy and satisfied to eat such a delicious and tender pork liver now.

(End of this chapter)