Zhao Ce walked into the kitchen and saw that the kitchen was clean and tidy.

He couldn't help but nodded.

This little girl is indeed a capable person.

During the time when she got up and was in a daze, she tidied up the messy kitchen so well.

The original owner was a scholar, so naturally he would not enter the kitchen.

After all, although "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen" does not mean that a gentleman should not enter the kitchen, it has been misinterpreted.

Therefore, in Zhao Ce's memory, there is no scene of him entering the kitchen at all.

Normally, he would finish his classes in school and then casually settle things in the city.

You can imagine how dirty this kitchen that has been idle for several years is.

The lighting in ancient kitchens was not very good.

However, you can still see that the tabletop and bench are clean.

Zhao Ce sat on the bench that the little girl had wiped clean.

Look at the little bit of loose firewood left in the corner.

This loose firewood was brought back to him by Zhao Youcai.

The little girl over there has already diligently brought him a bowl of gruel.

The steaming porridge smelled of rice, with a suspicious-looking animal floating on it, and a little...

Zhao Ce smelled it, and there was still a dry musty smell?

Seeing her husband approaching and smelling the rice porridge, Su Caier explained: "My husband hasn't used the kitchen for a long time."

"The rice in the rice vat is moldy."

"I washed it for a long time and cooked it. It's not a problem."

Looking at the rice worms on it, Su Cai'er quickly said: "Ah, there is another rice worm."

"I'm sorry, I didn't leave it out."

"I'll leave it to my husband."

After saying that, he quickly took away the bowl of porridge, took a wooden spoon, and carefully went to the corner of the kitchen where the water came out, and dropped the rice worm.

The porridge was served again.

Zhao Ce looked at the bowl of porridge speechless.

Although as a young man in the new era, I have never seen such things as rice bugs.

But the fact that the family was so completely defeated by the original owner really gave him a lot of experience.

Seeing the little girl taking out the unfinished rice worms in the pot, Zhao Ce said: "Don't worry about it for now, you can eat it first."

It's almost noon since last night.

Zhao Ce was also hungry.

After he finished speaking, Su Cai'er responded and took a bowl for herself.

I scooped out half a bowl of rice soup.

There is no brown rice in my husband's house, only white rice with hair on it in the rice vat.

But even if it has hair, it is still porridge cooked with white rice...

The rice soup is also white and looks delicious.

Su Cai'er swallowed her saliva to avoid scooping up the rice below.

I filled myself half a bowl of rice soup.

Zhao Ce looked at the bowl of rice porridge that was not too hot. There was about half a bowl of rice in it.

The porridge had a musty smell, and he didn't want to smell it.

I only drank a few sips.

Turn around and look.

I saw the little girl holding a bowl bigger than her little face and taking a sip of rice soup in the bowl.

The little throat rolled.

After putting the bowl down, she saw Zhao Ce looking at her, and she tilted her head in confusion.

There was still some water on the little mouth.

Su Cai'er stuck out her little tongue and licked the rice soup. Su Cai'er quickly lowered her eyes again.

She asked in a low voice: "My husband has finished drinking, do you want more?"

With that said, he put down his bowl and filled a new bowl for Zhao Ce.

Zhao Ce thought that this little girl was a little timid and did not dare to look directly into his eyes.

She always leaves herself with two rows of long eyelashes like small fans.

How could such a little girl’s family be so cruel as to throw her directly to the official media?

But I heard that it was her cousin and aunt. Zhao Ce guessed that there was a story behind it.

Don't be hasty, the days ahead are long.

Let’s learn more about it later.

Zhao Ce really didn't have enough to eat.

He smiled and said to the little girl over there who was about to come over to serve him: "It's okay, you can eat."

After saying that, he took the bowl and walked over.

He picked up the wooden spoon and poured it into the pot.

Only a thin bit of rice is left in the pot at the bottom.

When I looked up again, I saw that the rice soup in the little girl's bowl was clean. There wasn't even half a grain of rice in it.

Zhao Ce's hand holding the wooden spoon paused.

The little girl next to me said: "Husband, let me put all the rice out for you."

Zhao Ce said helplessly: "Why don't you decorate yourself with some rice?"

Su Cai'er waved her hand and said, "This is all white rice, and gold is precious."

"You have to leave something for your husband to eat."

"I'll be fine if I drink rice soup."

This is the first time Su Cai'er has tasted rice soup made entirely of white rice.

This is already very happy.

Zhao Ce reluctantly took the little girl's bowl with only a little bit of rice soup left.

I got her half a bowl of rice porridge with rice grains in it.

"Here, drink this."

"Let's see later and see if there is anything at home that can be exchanged for food."

Zhao Ce handed over the bowl in his hand, but the little girl waved her hand directly.

"No rice, leave the rice for your husband."

Zhao Ce looked at the little girl with rejection written on her hair and asked in a funny way: "Is there any rice in the rice vat?"

Su Cai'er didn't understand why the topic suddenly came to this point.

But she still nodded her head honestly.

"There's still some left, probably enough to last three or four days."

Then, she repeated: "I'm full, husband, please eat the remaining rice."

Zhao Ce nodded after hearing this.

Stir the rice in this bowl and put it into your own bowl.

The little girl next to me is still saying: "The rice has fallen over."

After saying that, he thought that this was the bowl he had drank from before, and glanced at his husband with a slightly red face.

My husband doesn't dislike it at all... Su Cai'er thought happily.

The rice in the bowl only decreased a little, so Zhao Ce put down the little girl's bowl and picked up his own bowl.

I filled myself up with another bowl of porridge and water, and drank the rice I just poured over, until I was full.

With a flick of his lips, he said without hesitation: "I'm full."
To be continued...