Guozijian little cook

Xiao Zhou has already had dinner, and he is not very hungry at the moment, and he has no habit of eating supper before.

However, his sister was so enthusiastic, and he was too embarrassed to refuse.

However, the meat that Xiao Nianzhi cut...

Well, very true.

So, three slices is still too much!
Xiao Zhou thought for a while, then tentatively asked: "How about one big and one small?"

Xiao Nianzhi had no objection, and nodded happily: "Okay."

Xiao Zhou wanted to give money, but Xiao Nianzhi didn't want it, and he didn't refuse.

Facing the envious eyes of his classmates, Xiao Zhou calmly took a plate and found a seat to sit down.

Bazirou is a classic delicacy with thick oil and red sauce.

The color is bright and the taste is strong.

Just looking at it, Xiao Zhou already felt full of appetite, even though he was not hungry, he was still tempted by the delicious food.

Picking up the solid piece of meat, he put it to his mouth and took a bite.

The entrance is salty and fragrant, the meat is soft and tender but not greasy, only the fragrance of the meat remains, and the freshness of the seasoning is between the lips and teeth, slowly wandering and blooming slowly.

Even after one bite, there is still a lingering fragrance lingering between the lips and teeth for a long time, making people squint their eyes to savor it.

People like Xiao Zhou, who have always been reserved, don't want to look up at this moment, they just want to let themselves go and immerse themselves in this ocean of delicious food.

He felt a little regretful.

There should not be only one big piece and one small piece.

Three slices of meat are actually quite good.

It hurts to eat, but it's okay.

He warmed up the book for a while, and it actually digested it.

However, don't think too much at this time, let's enjoy the food!

It is indeed not easy to digest meat for supper, even if most of these students are young people.

With this in mind, when the second pot of meat was almost ready, Xiao Nianzhi also cooked a pot of tangerine peel and dregs soup for digestion.

After the tangerine peel and mountain slag were put into the pot, a little bit of sugar was added, sour and sweet were intertwined in the air, and finally the sour taste prevailed, sweeping every corner of the cafeteria domineeringly.

Many students are still indulging in the delicious taste of the meat, and are unconsciously attracted by the sweet and sour taste. Many people can't help but look up from the food and look at the stove.

Xiao Zhou, who was relatively close, smelled the sweet and sour smell, and asked curiously: "Sister, what is this?"

Xiao Zhou's question was actually asking for the help of other students.

The students were also very curious, this meat is already very fragrant, how about something even sweeter?

Will they be able to sleep tonight?
Xiao Nianzhi quickly cleared up everyone's confusion: "The tangerine peel dregs soup is for digestion. If you are afraid that the meat will not be easy to digest, you can order some to drink. There is no charge."

This Xiao Nianzhi didn't intend to take money.

Anyway, the materials used were all kindly sponsored by Yan Xingxuan, and there were quite a few of them.

For the past two days, Xiao Nianzhi has been cooking and drinking tea when she has nothing to do.

When everyone heard this, they even considered digestion for them, and couldn't help being moved.

Woohoo, Miss Xiao is really kind.

Where did this female Bodhisattva come from?

They still spread rumors like that before!

Ugh, damn them!

So, an apology is not enough, do you want to express something else?
However, if it is too grand, I am afraid of disturbing Xiao Nianzhi.

The students who were still indulging in delicious food before couldn't help feeling sad again.

It's just that, as the smell of tangerine peel and mountain slag Xiaoshi soup wafted over more strongly, they didn't think so much.

Because, sour and sweet, I can't help it!

So, eat fast, they want soup!

Xiao Nianzhi cooked the meat for a long time and was too tired to eat it, so she poured a bowl of tangerine peel and hawthorn soup to drink.

It's just that there was less sugar, and it was a little sour. After thinking about it, she took out a small medicine bottle of honey from the small bag she carried with her, and dripped some into it.

In fact, it is not sweet, but it is better than nothing, it is a kind of psychological comfort.

Aunt Cui and Aunt Gu also came to help after eating, but some students could resist the temptation of meat and chose to eat a simple bowl of plain noodles.

Plain noodles are cheap, only two pennies, and the quantity is large.

It is cheaper than the handle meat, and the quantity is larger.

For many poor students, saving a penny is a penny.

Xiao Nianzhi can also understand this.

She herself has never been poor. Although her parents have a bad relationship, and later they each started a family, she is happy to give money.

Grandparents also do their best to give her the best life.

However, Xiao Nianzhi's deskmate when she was in high school was a girl who was in financial difficulties.

In fact, the girl's family is not considered poor, but the patriarchal family is dispensable for her daughter, and she even wants her to drop out of junior high school and work to earn money.

The other party's family may not be able to, but the wages of this part-time job are poor. They simply feel that it is not worthwhile or necessary to support a daughter to study.

Fortunately, the girls got good grades, and finally got admitted to university and went abroad.

After going abroad, Tiangao let the birds fly, except for the necessary living expenses to arrive in the account every month, he did not show up, and did not contact his family.

The parents of the other party often talked to the village, saying that this daughter was raised for nothing, and that the girl was just not familiar with it, and sooner or later it would belong to someone else's family, and they regretted that they had provided her with education.

When Xiao Nianzhi heard about it, she complained to her grandfather: "They won't think about it, why did their daughter become like this?"

She remembered that her grandfather said to her with a smile at that time: "People like them, if they can know how to reflect, they won't be what they are now."

At that time, the classmate picked up old clothes from relatives, bottles, and waste cardboard boxes, and helped those students with good financial conditions to tutor their homework.

……

Relying on these difficulties to complete her studies, she finally broke through the shackles, which can be regarded as a successful self-salvation.

Xiao Nianzhi felt that if it was her, she wouldn't even pull a hair out.

At that time, grandpa still smiled and pointed at her: "It's different. She gave her living expenses, and the family has nothing to do with her. They can't find an excuse to sue her for being unfilial and old-age. If they gave money, you can't give less." I can’t pick anything out, they can say they don’t earn much.”

Xiao Nianzhi:.

So, at that time, her thoughts were still too simple.

Xiao Nianzhi felt that hardships are sometimes only temporary.

For those students who were too cash-strapped to eat her late-night snack, she did not give any strange looks, let alone ask questions curiously. She just stood quietly by the stove, in a white mist, quietly drinking in her hands. Xiaoshi soup.

The girl's eyebrows were lowered, like a poem and a painting, and it attracted many students to look sideways.

Sometimes, it may not be the heartbeat, but the picture at that moment is so beautiful and moving that people's eyes are drawn to it unconsciously.

Xiao Zhou didn't have much in mind, but he noticed the restless minds of the students in the cafeteria, which made him a little uneasy.

It's just that everyone just observed in secret, and occasionally looked upright and then looked away. He didn't do anything out of the ordinary, so he couldn't say much.

This made him a little annoyed, and he even thought in his heart, should he talk to his father?

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