Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 30 Mommy
In the early morning, the sky is getting bright, and the sparrow is standing on the telephone pole talking.

Gongsun Jin got up early and was busy in the kitchen.

Regarding breakfast, when Gongsun Jin lived alone, he cooked some cheap dried noodles, added some minced ginger, chopped green onion and soy sauce, and the seasoning was a spoonful of Laoganma.

Gongsun Jin has studied for a long time about how to cook cheap dried noodles to make them delicious.

Especially when you graduate to work, pay the rent and heating for three months, and only have more than 100 yuan left on your body.

However, those are a thing of the past.

"Isn't that how the broth should be cooked?"

Gongsun Jin opened the pot, looked at the beef bones and white radish inside, and carefully recalled the broth that the boss cooked when he worked part-time in the cafeteria.

"Skim off the froth, and put down the shrimp skin and chicken."

Shi Qing's family has a lot of food ingredients, and Gongsun Jin can use them freely in the kitchen.

It took more than an hour to cook the broth. Gongsun Jin took a spoonful and tasted it. It was very fresh.

If the owner of the ramen shop was here, he would probably praise him for being a teacher.

"Kneading dough, the ratio of water to flour, and eggs..."

Kneading dough is hard work. It takes a long time to knead the flour into a dough.

Gongsun Jin was beating on the chopping board, and his arms were also sore for a while.

After waking up, he brought the dough to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and found that there was no sour smell, so he nodded with satisfaction.

During the part-time job in the cafeteria, Gongsun Jin also learned a lot of hand-rolled noodles. When the store manager was too busy, he did it for him.

The hand-rolled wide noodles are boiled in the pot, picked up, topped with soup, add chopped beef and green onion, and topped with some stewed meat soup.

When served on the table, the aroma is tangy, which makes people move their index fingers.

Gongsun Jin took a sip and nodded repeatedly.

"You don't need to cook it for so long, the noodles will rot if you cook them for too long."

At this moment, Zhuang Xiaomeng yawned and came out to the bathroom in slippers and pajamas.

Her hair was a little messy, and she looked like a cat with fried hair.

Smelling the scent of the kitchen in the corridor, he leaned over and took a look.

Gongsun Jin was eating noodles, his lips were red from the heat, and his forehead hair was soaked with sweat.

The red oil and spicy peppers in the bowl are bright and dripping, exuding a strong aroma of stewed meat.

Zhuang Xiaomeng paused, staring at his bowl.

One second, two seconds...

"I cooked noodles, do you want to eat some?"

Gongsun Jin wiped his forehead and asked sideways.

"Well, no cilantro."

Zhuang Xiaomeng thought for a moment, then nodded.

She really didn't want to eat toast and bacon anymore.

When Shi Qing got up, she looked at the steaming noodles on the table, and at Gongsun Jin who was busy in the kitchen, her eyes were gentle and calm.

Zhuang Xiaoyu got up late, and the little girl liked to stay in bed a little bit.

In the end, Zhuang Xiaomeng dragged her out of the bed and rushed her to the bathroom to wash up.

"Bad sister, worse than the queen."

After eating delicious noodles for breakfast, the little girl smiled again.

"Good time! Really good time! The breakfast made by my brother is much better than that made by my mother!"

Shi Qing held her chin and looked at the little daughter who was shaking her head with joy, she pouted slightly unhappy, but had a smile on her face.

She was worried at first that after bringing Gongsun Jin home, her two daughters would not like it very much.

Now it seems that it is not bad.

"Xiao Jin, is there anything in your house that you want to bring over? Today I will accompany you to your house and help you move it here."

"By the way, I'll go out and buy you some clothes."

Shi Qing looked at Gongsun Jin and smiled sweetly.

That look is irresistible.

At noon, Shi Qing took her two daughters to go out with Gongsun Jin, and habitually put on a sun hat and sunglasses.

Although she has retired from the music scene for many years, there are still people who follow and report her news.

This feeling of being watched all the time is not good.

The weather was uncommonly comfortable, with no sun, wind, and no sweltering heat before the rain.

Gongsun Jin likes such cloudy days.

Zhuang Xiaomeng didn't talk much as he walked.

Zhuang Xiaoyu was chattering, bouncing around as he walked.

When I saw a stall selling fried tofu, I couldn't walk, and kept staring there.

Shi Qing and Zhuang Xiaomeng didn't intend to stop, the little girl tried to look at Gongsun Jin again, trotted over, and gently tugged at his sleeve.

Gongsun Jin lowered his head, only to see little loli pointing to the booth in the distance with her little finger, looking at him expectantly.

Gongsun Jin actually wanted to buy it for her, but before he could open his mouth, Shi Qing turned her head around and began to lecture her with a stern face.

"I can't buy it for you, I don't behave properly when I eat, I always eat these junk foods!"

"woooo~"

Zhuang Xiaoyu drooped his head, with an unhappy expression on his face, pouted his mouth, and got angry on the spot.

"It's useless for you, you're always picky when you eat, and you're hungry when you go out!"

Shi Qing put her hands on her hips and said angrily.

"When you cook, you only buy what you like to eat, so of course you are not picky."

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at her mother and said confidently.

Zhuang Xiaomeng looked at Gongsun Jin, and smiled again.

Shi Qing ignored her and continued walking.

After walking for a while, Zhuang Xiaoyu saw a small shop selling ice cream and cones, and couldn't walk anymore, so she went to Zhuang Xiaomeng's side, hugged her arm and acted like a baby.

"Sister, you are so beautiful today, even more beautiful than Snow White."

Shi Qing narrowed her eyes and said with a smile, "Snow White? What is that?"

"The story my brother told me, Snow White is the most beautiful woman in the world."

Zhuang Xiaoyu blinked quickly.

"Oh, the little mouth is so sweet."

Shi Qing looked at Gongsun Jin and giggled.

"Your teeth are going to be eaten up by worms, so I can't give you any more candies."

Zhuang Xiaomeng pinched her younger sister's cheeks, pointed to the cavities in her mouth, and said very seriously.

"Woooooo~ just eat one."

Zhuang Xiaoyu shook her sister's arm and smiled sweetly.

"No!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng smiled and shook his head.

"If you don't buy it for me, I'll roll around."

"Okay, you can go away."

Zhuang Xiaomeng smiled.

The little girl was so heartbroken that she actually rolled on the ground.

Shi Qing crossed her arms and stood aside, a little wanting to laugh, but also a little helpless.

Gongsun Jin was about to go over and pull her up, but Zhuang Xiaomeng shook his head at him.

"Let her roll, and she will get up by herself when she gets tired."

"Just ignore her."

Zhuang Xiaomeng bought a cone, sat down on the bench next to it, and while eating, took out the video with his mobile phone with great interest.

After rolling around for a while, she found that no one was paying attention to her. The little girl sat up from the ground again, patted the ashes on her body, and looked at her sister angrily.

"Oh, it's delicious."

After eating the cone, Zhuang Xiaomeng narrowed his eyes and smiled at his sister.

Zhuang Xiaoyu stamped her little feet, walked over, and patted Zhuang Xiaomeng's arm with her little hands.

"Hey, do you dare to hit me?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng was not used to it, so he immediately fought back and slapped her on the head.

The little girl was in pain and hit Zhuang Xiaomeng's arm again.

"Hehe~"

The two sisters started fighting, Zhuang Xiaomeng smiled childishly, and Zhuang Xiaoyu burst into tears.

After a while, the little girl was hurt by the beating, so she covered her eyes and began to cry.

Shi Qing just watched quietly from the side, letting her little daughter cry.

"Xiaomian, I can't cure you anymore. Do you still want to beat me?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng hummed softly.

"Bad sister."

Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped the corners of her eyes, turned her face away and didn't want to talk to her.

Shi Qing said to Gongsun Jin: "I dote on this girl a little too much, and her sister is usually the one who disciplines her."

"Everything can't go her way."

"I bought sweets for her today, and when the time comes, I will have a toothache and cry at home."

"Well, I see."

Gongsun Jin nodded slightly.

He actually likes his sister very much, and has always wanted a sister.

The obedient and well-behaved sister is really cute.

But boys who have younger sisters know that younger sisters are actually a particularly annoying creature.

Zhuang Xiaomeng saw that her sister was still crying, so she leaned over and threatened with a straight face: "I bought you ice cream today to satisfy your mouth craving, and when the time comes, you will have a toothache, so I will take you to the clinic. Let the doctor use a vise to cut your tooth Pull them out one by one."

"At that time, there will be a lot of blood, and it will hurt you to death!"

When Zhuang Xiaoyu heard this, she trembled in fright, her face turned pale, and she didn't dare to speak out.

"Come on, there's a dental hospital over there, and I'll show you how dentists deal with tooth decay."

Zhuang Xiaomeng raised her lips and walked towards the stomatological hospital holding her sister's arm.

Before I reached the door, I heard a group of children crying heart-piercingly.

Through the glass window, Zhuang Xiaoyu could also see the demons in white coats, putting the scalpel and pliers into the child's mouth with a grinning face.

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

A child of the same age cried with snot and tears, and a lot of blood dripped from his mouth.

The parents beside him pressed the child's body and yelled at him, not allowing him to move around.

Zhuang Xiaoyu was so frightened that she quickly covered her eyes and ran behind Gongsun Jin, her petite body trembling.

Zhuang Xiao dreamed like this, and laughed so hard that he leaned forward and backward.

"Do you still dare to eat ice cream? If the tooth decay breaks out again, I'll send you here."

"Don't eat."

Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head like a rattle and hugged Gongsun Jin's arm tightly.

Gongsun Jin looked at her and couldn't help but think of her childhood.

Whether it’s the cakes in the window, the toy guns and Lego blocks in the toy store, or the lamb kebabs smelling of cumin on the street.

What you can't forget is always unsatisfied.

Holding the little girl's arm, Gongsun Jin walked a little further.

A stall selling roasted sweet potatoes appeared on the street.

It was an old man who baked sweet potatoes, slowly shaking his fan, and there was a stack of old newspapers beside him.

The sweet scent of sweet potatoes wafted far away, and a circle of parents and children gathered around the booth.

"Mom, can I have roasted sweet potatoes? I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes!"

Zhuang Xiaoyu is crisp and authentic.

Suddenly, her voice reminded Gongsun Jin of her parents.

That was when he was very young, near the end of the year, when his father got off the train, he trotted towards him.

Dad said that he had prepared the goods for many years, but accidentally landed on them when he got off the train.

His heart was empty and full, full and empty again.

After returning home, he heard his father and mother arguing in the room.

"Didn't you make any money this whole year? You don't have any money to buy new year's goods!"

"Are you going to gamble again? Your boss told me that you often go out to play mahjong all night."

"The money is all on the table, right? The child still has to go to school!"

Immediately afterwards, with the sound of broken pots and pans, Dad slammed the door out.

About my mother, the haggard woman, always crying with red eyes.

That day she held his hand and said to take him out to buy new clothes for the New Year.

Because the padded jacket he was wearing was very old, and the edges of the cuffs were torn, exposing the white cotton wool inside.

He walked a long way with his mother.

There are lanterns and festoons on the street, some people use a brush dipped in ink to write couplets, performers beat gongs and drums, and lion dancers blink their eyes, which is very agile.

An old man riding a bicycle, with strings of balloons hanging on the back seat, there are gourd babies, Monkey King, and the black cat sheriff.

Some people put candied haws on poles and hawked them loudly, while others pulled sugar figurines, attracting crowds of gluttonous children to watch.

He walked all the way to watch the flowers, and felt that it was really lively.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers in the New Year, his mother took him by the hand and walked onto a deserted railway track.

The railway track was very long, the sleepers were covered with blue gravel, and the road was lined with weeds by the river beach.

Under the setting sun, the woman who was exhausted by the money, rice, oil and salt of life looked at the train approaching in the distance, her eyes were full of numbness.

The sound of the train whistle is distant and mysterious.

Gongsun Jin could never forget that scene.

Since then, he has found trains to be a very romantic thing.

Perhaps it is because it is always associated with the distance.

Some come from afar, and some go to afar.

A long journey passes here with no end in sight.

The whistle of the train gradually became louder, and he didn't know where the strength came from when he was a child, and he grabbed his mother's hand and ran down the track.

The train roared past, and the rollers rolling over the rails made a toothache sound.

That woman was like a broken puppet, letting him hold his hand and gradually move away.

On the way home, she hugged him and wept bitterly.

"Mom, I want baked sweet potatoes!"

The baked sweet potato stand on the side of the road was steaming, and the sweet potato seller was a thin old man with a stooped body, and his arms for shaking fans looked like dry firewood.

Mom took him there and bought two roasted sweet potatoes.

The sweet potatoes were very hot. On the way home, he breathed the heat while eating, and his fingers were red and swollen.

Many years later, Gongsun Jin could never forget the taste of that roasted sweet potato.

The orange-yellow sweet potato flesh is very sweet, and it looks like dense sugar when you bite into it.

"Three baked sweet potatoes."

Gongsun Jin stopped in front of the sweet potato stand.

"Brother is the best!"

Zhuang Xiaoyu on the side jumped up and down happily, holding his arm tightly.

Shi Qing and Zhuang Xiaomeng looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

Gongsun Jin distributed two of the baked sweet potatoes to Shi Qing and Zhuang Xiaomeng.

Under Zhuang Xiaoyu's reluctant eyes, he divided the last one into two halves, and gave the extra part to his younger sister.

"Sweet potatoes are high in starch and sugar, so you can't eat more."

"Uh-huh!"

Zhuang Xiaoyu took the sweet potato and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

(End of this chapter)