Chapter 5 005: Transformation

"Grandpa Liang, are you cold?"

Jun Yiluo ran over and grabbed Mo Liang's arm.

When Mo Liang looked down at Jun Yiluo, his eyes immediately softened.

"Xiao Luo, are you at home today?"

The implication was whether she was bullied by Shen Qingcheng.

Jun Yiluo was very smart, he turned his head to look at Shen Qingcheng and then replied to Mo Liang: "Grandpa Liang, Aunt Shen let me take a nap in her room today, and even made me new clothes."

Mo Liang took Jun Yiluo's hand and touched the little girl's warm hand. When he looked at Shen Qingcheng again, the expression on his face was a little better than before.

"Xiao Luo is hungry, Grandpa Liang will cook for you."

Jun Yiluo nodded.

It was already afternoon, and the little thing I ate in the morning had already been digested, not only Jun Yiluo was hungry, but Shen Qingcheng was already so hungry that his stomach was rumbling.

Seeing that Mo Liang put away the firewood he picked up and took Jun Yiluo's little hand to go to the kitchen to cook, Shen Qingcheng followed.

Mo Liang glanced back at her, and said defensively, "What are you doing here?"

In the past, this woman never cooks, except for meals and when Alan hunts prey and comes back to clean up the prey in the kitchen, this woman will go into the kitchen to have a look.

Shen Qingcheng said: "Uncle Liang, it's hard for you to cook by yourself, let me help you cook."

Shen Qingcheng's tone was very sincere. Although Mo Liang was still on guard against her, he didn't say anything.

The three of them entered the low kitchen one after the other, and Shen Qingcheng walked to the stove and skillfully chopped wood with a sickle.

Before the age of 15, she spent all her time in the countryside, and cooking and cooking were not difficult for her.

Mo Liang washed his hands, took a wooden ladle and poured water into the pot, preparing to make the thick cornmeal paste that he ate in the morning.

Shen Qingcheng saw that he took coarse cornmeal and an egg out of the cabinet, and saw that he put the coarse cornmeal and the egg on the stove, and turned around to fetch the wooden basin that was placed aside, as if he was preparing to adjust the noodles Gooey.

"Uncle Liang, are you going to make the kind of batter you made in the morning?"

While he was busy, Mo Liang looked up at her, and replied coldly: "This is the only ration at home, what else can we eat if we don't eat batter?"

His tone was full of resentment towards Shen Qingcheng.

"Xiaoluo and I ate the batter. A Lan told me before entering the mountain that you are weak and weak, so I will give you porridge and eggs."

Mo Liang muttered softly.

"That's why A Lan is so broad-minded and doesn't care about you. If it was another man, I would have given you a big beating earlier."

He thought that Shen Qingcheng couldn't hear, but in fact Shen Qingcheng listened to every word.

Shen Qingcheng didn't say anything.

Although Mo Liang's words were harsh, it was true.

"Uncle Liang, I don't think Luo'er ate much of the batter in the morning, can you change the way of the batter?"

When Mo Liang and Jun Wulan were in the mansion, they helped Jun Wulan manage the accounts, and the servants in charge of the mansion were not good at cooking at all. They only learned a few dishes after they were exiled to Xiliang County with Jun Wulan. It would be really embarrassing for him to change the rough cornmeal.

"Xiao Luo, is the cornmeal paste made by Grandpa Liang really bad?"

Even Shen Qingcheng found out about the fact that Jun Yiluo ate less. How could Mo Liang care so much about the little girl not to notice.

Jun Yiluo lowered his head, biting his lower lip one after another, as if he was thinking about how to answer so as not to hurt Mo Liang's heart.

Mo Liang said: "Xiao Luo, just tell me if it's good or not, Grandpa Liang won't be angry."

Jun Yiluo raised his head and replied: "Grandpa Liang, my throat feels a little uncomfortable after eating the batter in the morning."

The corn husks were not removed from the coarse cornmeal, and Mo Liang boiled it not very badly, so his throat would definitely get stuck after eating.

The firewood in the hearth had already been burned, and it immediately became hot in front of the hearth, Shen Qingcheng pulled Jun Yiluo to warm up in front of the hearth.

"Uncle Liang, Luo'er is growing up. It's okay to be hungry all the time. I can also cook. Let me cook this meal tonight."

Mo Liang couldn't trust Shen Qingcheng.

Shen Qingcheng looked at his distrustful eyes, and quickly promised: "Uncle Liang, I will definitely do a good job. If you don't believe me, just watch me do it from the sidelines. If you think I'm not doing well, you tell me to stop immediately."

"Grandpa Liang, let Aunt Shen try."

Jun Yiluo said good things to Shen Qingcheng, Mo Liang hesitated and agreed.

"This is the only ration at home, don't waste it."

"Yes, Uncle Liang."

Shen Qingcheng quickly put down the tongs in her hand, got up and walked to the stove.

Seeing that the cornmeal in the sack was really thick, she thought for a while and asked Mo Liang: "Uncle Liang, do you have a sieve for sifting chaff at home?"

Because the original owner never regarded herself as a member of the family, so now she doesn't know anything about the items in the house, and she can only ask Mo Liang if she wants anything.

As soon as he heard the sieve she wanted to use to sieve chaff, Mo Liang guessed what she was going to do, and immediately changed his face.

"Shen Qingcheng, I just told you not to spoil the ration, what are you doing with the sieve now?"

Shen Qingcheng explained calmly: "Uncle Liang, don't get excited, I just want to sift this coarse cornmeal, the sifted fine powder is used to make batter, the coarse powder is used for kang pancakes, adults eat coarse pancakes, Xiaoluo eats a piece of shit."

Only then did Mo Liang's face soften, and he began to look at Shen Qingcheng with admiration.

I didn't expect this woman to be quite smart.

"You wait, I'll fetch it for you."

After Mo Liang left for a while, he came back with a sieve made of bamboo strips.

"I only have this at home, can I use it?"

Shen Qingcheng took a look at the sieve, nodded: "It can be used, thank you, Uncle Liang."

She sifted the coarse cornmeal with a sieve, and after Mo Liang boiled the water in the pot, she poured half a bowl of fine flour into the pot and slowly stirred it with a spatula.

After a while, the corn paste in the pot became sticky, and a delicious corn smell permeated the low kitchen.

Jun Yiluo was so hungry that he groaned and smelled the smell of corn paste, he couldn't help but licked the corner of his mouth and said to Mo Liang: "Grandpa Liang, the corn paste made by Aunt Shen is delicious."

Although Mo Liang remained silent, he looked at Shen Qingcheng with a hint of affirmation.

"Luo'er, just wait a little longer, the corn mush will be out of the pot right away."

Shen Qingcheng stirred up the mush in the pot with a spatula, while looking up at Jun Yiluo and talking to Jun Yiluo in a gentle tone.

After the corn paste was cooked through, she first filled a bowl and handed it to Mo Liang.

"Uncle Liang, the corn mush just out of the pan is a bit hot, you can feed it to Luo'er."

Mo Liang took the bowl and watched Shen Qingcheng turn around to go back to the stove. He said to Shen Qingcheng's back: "Shen Qingcheng, if you feel hungry, eat a bowl first to pad your stomach. There are no such cumbersome things in this house." rules."

Shen Qingcheng stopped, turned around and looked at Mo Liang with a smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)

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