In the Chu family house, after hearing about Yang Guizhi's ordeal from her husband, Xiao Ni, whose eyelids were not deep, instantly turned red. She pulled Yang Guizhi's palms, which were extremely rough from years of hard work, and gently rubbed them.
He was holding it, as if he was touching a strange-shaped file.
"Oh, why are you crying now? Wipe it off quickly, it's not good for the baby in your belly." Yang Guizhi couldn't help but wiped away her tears when she thought of her tragic past. At the same time, she looked at Keren, who had the same tearful eyes in front of her.
Er wiped her tears and finally calmed down after being anxious all the way. She knew that she had met a good family, and both of them were charitable.
Seeing these two people crying non-stop, Chu Heng shook his head helplessly, stood up and said: "Okay, you two, stop talking now, I'm going to cook some noodles. Sister Guizhi, come with me and I'll teach you.
How to use the stove."
"well."
Yang Guizhi hurriedly got up and followed him outside. She was still a little puzzled. Are the stoves in the city different from those in the village? Why do they have to learn how to use them?
After a while.
The two came to the kitchen, and Chu Heng led her to the gas stove. Under her surprised eyes, he demonstrated how to use it.
Yang Guizhi was greatly shocked. She had been doing housework all year round and immediately realized the benefits of the gas stove. She didn't need to light a fire or chop wood. She liked it very much.
But what Chu Heng said next felt like a ladle of cold water poured on her head.
"Sister Guizhi, you must remember that after using this stove, the valve must be closed tightly, otherwise there will be no casualties. If this thing explodes, half of our alley will be destroyed!"
"oops!"
Yang Guizhi shrank back in fright. She stayed far away from the gas stove and looked at the small cans placed under the table. She felt so scared that she immediately made up her mind that she would not use this thing if she could in the future.
Something really happened.
Seeing how she was avoiding snakes and scorpions, Chu Heng couldn't help but laugh: "You don't have to be too afraid. As long as you keep an eye on the valve, you'll be fine."
"Yeah, I'll remember it." Yang Guizhi nodded. Seeing that Chu Heng had already picked up the kitchen knife and was about to chop green onions, he hurriedly gathered his courage and stepped forward: "I'll do it, Hengzi."
"Okay, then come on." Chu Heng was not polite to her, smiled and stepped aside, instructing her on what to do.
"Just make some noodle soup. The oil and seasonings are all on the table."
"Remember to put more oil, our family doesn't lack this."
"There is some ham in the cabinet. You can cut it into pieces and chop it into cubes. Let's make a pot of it."
"Boil a few more poached eggs. Don't overcook them. Just cook them for a minute or two. Ni Yinghong loves to make them sweet."
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Yang Guizhi worked according to his instructions, but the more she worked, the more frightened she became.
Good guy!
When you cook noodles, put half a spoonful of oil in it. If you leave this in the village, you will be scolded as a prodigal.
There was also this hard ham, which she had never seen in her entire life, but it tasted so delicious.
She was busy talking under Chu Heng's guidance, and quickly cooked the noodle soup.
Yang Guizhi hurriedly walked to the cupboard, opened the cupboard door and took a look at the dozens of kilograms of dried noodles neatly stacked. She couldn't help but was speechless again, and then turned to Chu Heng and asked: "How much should you cook?"
Chu Heng thought about it and said, "Cook two kilograms."
"Alas."
After hearing this, Yang Guizhi took out two handfuls of noodles and returned to the stove. She quickly put the noodles into the pot and stirred them with chopsticks. When they were almost cooked, she put the eggs in. After another minute or two,
The big pot of noodle soup is ready.
She looked at the light yellow noodles and the poached eggs in the pot, and couldn't help but swallow a big mouthful of saliva. In the past, she could only eat this kind of food when the production team was harvesting in autumn. She usually thought
I dare not even think about it!
But now, it’s just a simple dinner!
Life is so good for city dwellers!
After Yang Guizhi sighed for a while, she looked down at the gas stove that was still blazing. She didn't dare to take action for a moment, and looked at Chu Heng for help: "What about that, Hengzi, why don't you turn this off? I'm afraid I can't handle it well."
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Chu Heng did not move, however, and still stood aside and pointed: "Hey, what's the point? You first close the lower valve, yes, that's the one, and then screw the upper one back on."
In the end, Yang Guizhi clumsily turned off the gas stove under his guidance, then quickly poured the noodles in the pot into a large basin, carried it to the main room.
Chu Heng followed closely behind with bowls and chopsticks in hand.
When they entered the house, Xiao Ni happened to come out of the west room. When he saw Yang Guizhi coming back, he walked forward with a smile and said: "Sister Guizhi, I have laid out all the quilts in your room for you, and I also found them for you."
I'm wearing small old clothes, don't mind it."
"Oh, I'm here to work for your family, how can I ask you to spread the quilt for me?" Yang Guizhi was immediately flattered.
"Hey, what's the point? I'm just idle anyway." Xiao Ni looked indifferent and had no self-consciousness about being a landlord.
Chu Heng couldn't help but rolled his eyes, walked to the table helplessly, put down his things, and said, "Okay, let's eat quickly."
"Eat, eat."
Little Ni came over in a hurry, picked up the bowl and started to serve the noodles himself.
"Give it to me."
Yang Guizhi knew what she was here to do. She also asked the old lady in the village who had been a maid in the house what to do. How could she get her to do it? She managed to grab the bowl and gave her a large bowl of noodle soup with some noodles on it.
Covered with a poached egg.
Xiao Ni looked at the noodle bowl in front of her, still a little uncomfortable. Since she was a child, except for her parents and husband, she has never been served like this.
"Eat quickly."
Chu Heng took the noodles from Yang Guizhi calmly, picked up his chopsticks and started spinning them.
Yang Guizhi also served herself a bowl of noodles at this time, but she didn't serve the eggs.
When she was about to eat, Chu Heng suddenly reached out and picked up the spoon in the basin, put an egg in her bowl, and said with a smile: "Sister Guizhi, what did I say? You can eat whatever we eat.
What, don’t let anyone see it outside, and our family doesn’t lack this kind of thing." Ao.
"Oh, I remember." Yang Guizhi looked at the poached eggs in the bowl, and felt warm in her heart. Then she picked up her chopsticks and ate the noodles in small bites, until finally she was willing to pick up the eggs and eat them. The familiar yet unfamiliar
The taste almost made her cry.
In the past, after their chickens laid eggs, they had to take them to the commune recycling department in exchange for money. She couldn't remember how many years she hadn't eaten eggs!
Not long after, after finishing the eggs, Yang Guizhi drank up the soup in the bowl. She looked at the bowl and there were still a lot of noodles, secretly swallowed, put down the bowl, and said, "I'm full."
She wasn't actually full.
At this time, the rural people were eating better than the others, and since they didn’t have any rice noodles on the way here, this bowl of noodles was the last for her.
The reason why she stopped eating was because she was afraid that Chu Heng and his wife would dislike her for eating too much and drive her away.
It's really nice here. The food is good, the accommodation is good, and the owner treats her well. She can't bear to leave.
