Back at Li's house, as Li Rong thought, no one was home.
Li Rong washed her hands and prepared to cook.
Wash the big bones, add the three-piece set to remove the fishy smell, stew them, and then start working on the other dishes. Zhao Qingsong took the initiative to come over and help her.
Cut the beef into thin slices, stir-fry the spices and add water. Add the cabbage and meat slices and cook. It doesn’t take long. The beef will be cooked until it’s just cooked. Take out the chestnut paste and sprinkle sesame seeds and green onion on top. Heat the oil and pour it over.
The aroma fills the kitchen.
Li's mother hadn't finished eating the sausages she had sent back from Dajiang Village, so she hung up the rest. Li Rong cut some and put in peas to stir-fry.
The pork belly I bought was braised in braised pork, and the color made it look delicious.
I chopped a piece of garlic, fried a garlic mushroom, and finally fried a plate of seasonal green leafy vegetables.
The dishes are finished and the bone soup is almost ready.
The milky white soup concentrates the essence of big bones, overflowing with the mellow aroma of bone soup, and the soup noodles are filled with white bubbles, making you want to drink a big bowl.
Li Rong put some corn in it, and when the corn was cooked, the bone soup would be ready.
When Li's mother came home, she happened to run into Li's father downstairs. The two went home together. As soon as they entered the house, the aroma of the food took away their sense of smell.
Li's mother sniffed and asked Li's father: "Why does it smell so fragrant? Have you smelled it?"
"I smell it," Father Li turned his head and looked towards the kitchen, "It seems to be from our house."
"Who cooks so deliciously? Could it be that the eldest daughter-in-law is here? But she didn't say she would come to cook?" Mother Li put her things away and walked to the kitchen with confusion on her face.
"Xiao Rong?" Seeing Li Rong, Li's mother was very surprised, "Has the weekend off?"
Li Rong placed the dishes firmly on the table and smiled at Li's mother: "No, there is no class in the afternoon, so I have nothing to do, so I came back to see my parents. Wash your hands and start dinner."
"Uh? Did you do all of this?" Li's mother asked with a surprised look on her face.
Just as Li Rong was about to speak, Zhao Qingsong brought out the bone soup. Li's mother looked understanding, then looked at Li Rong with disapproval and said, "Xiao Zhao made it, right? This craftsmanship looks really good."
"..." Li Rong said helplessly, "Mom, I did it. Zhao Qingsong is just a sniper. If you don't believe me, just ask him."
Zhao Qingsong stood up and said: "Yes, Mom, I am just a killer."
After hearing what Zhao Qingsong said, Li Rong felt something was wrong. Sure enough, Li's mother said, "We know what Xiao Rong is like. You don't have to cover for her."
Li Rong: "..."
Zhao Qingsong couldn't help laughing and nodded vigorously.
It seemed that Li's mother didn't believe that Li Rong could make such a table of dishes. Forget it, Li Rong sighed helplessly: "Where is An'an? Why haven't you come back yet?"
"Who knows, your father and I both have to work today, so I took it with your third brother. I don't know where he took it to the wild, but he should be back soon. I told him to come back for lunch."
Li Rong smiled: "Wash your hands and eat first, don't wait for him."
It was halfway through the meal when Li Ruizhi came back. There was a lot of movement carrying the little guy into the house. The uncle and nephew laughed so loudly that they didn't know what they were laughing at.
Li Rong had just finished her meal and still had a bowl of soup to drink. When she heard the voice, she stood up and walked out: "An'an."
"Mom!" An An heard Li Rong's voice, her obsidian-like pupils lit up, she yelled grandly, and then trotted towards Li Rong.
Li Rong leaned over and picked him up: "Baby, do you miss your mother?"
"I want to," An An hugged Li Rong's neck tightly, "Mom~"
"Hey," Li Rong took out the small towel hanging from behind him and wiped his sweat, "Where are you playing? Why are you so sweaty?"
The little guy stretched out his little fleshy hand, stretched out his index finger, raised his thumb, and made a pistol shape. He excitedly shared with Kan Li Rong: "Uncle, shoot, bang! Bang bang!"
Li Ruizhi stood nearby with a look of despair: "Didn't I tell you not to say anything?"
An An looked at Li Ruizhi with a puzzled face: "You said you couldn't tell grandpa or grandma, but you didn't tell me, and you couldn't tell mom."
Li Ruizhi staggered on his feet. Under the eyes of his own parents who were about to kill him, he wanted to cry but had no tears. He almost knelt down in front of this little ancestor.
Li's mother glared at Li Ruizhi: "You actually took An An to the army? You are not afraid of scaring such a young child?"
Li Ruizhi touched his nose and said, "An An is very courageous..."
The rest of the words were silenced by Mother Li's glare.
"Okay, don't be poor, go wash your hands and eat." Li Rong smoothed things over. She didn't think there was anything wrong with Li Ruizhi taking An An to the army. It was good for the little boy to exercise his courage.
Probably because I haven't seen Li Rong for several days, the little one is very clinging to her. Although he can eat by himself, he won't leave Li Rong's arms and always wants her to hold him.
Once Li Rong lowered his posture, the little guy immediately dropped what he was holding and grabbed Li Rong's clothes.
Li Rong felt distressed and funny: "Mom will stay with you tonight."
Li Rong and the others didn't stay at Li's house that night. Even though Li's mother tried hard to persuade her to stay, Li Rong still didn't stay. She said, "I have classes tomorrow morning. It's too far from here. I can still catch the car back. I
Let’s go back with Zhao Qingsong first.”
Li's mother couldn't keep them, so she had to ask them to come back when they had time.
The little guy cried profusely when he left Li Rong. Now he was about to leave his grandma's house, but because he was held in Li Rong's arms, he raised his hand generously to say goodbye to his grandma.
Li Rong pinched his nose: "Little devil."
"Hee hee~" The little guy knew he was talking about him, so he shyly buried his head into Li Rong's shoulder and neck and let out a laugh like a silver bell.
When they arrived at the courtyard, Zhao Qingsong put coal to boil water and took a bath.
The little guy fell asleep on the way back. Li Rong put him on the bed, covered him with a thin blanket, followed the light to the kitchen, and watched the fire with Zhao Qingsong.
Before the water was even hot, An An's cries were heard from the main house. Li Rong stood up and walked towards the main house.
"Mom~" the little guy howled at the top of his voice, "Woooooo!"
When he saw Li Rong, he threw himself into her arms and asked her, "Where have you been?"
It turned out that the little guy was crying because he didn't see Li Rong when he woke up.
Li Rong hugged him and kissed him several times. After the little guy calmed down a little, she said to him: "Mom said she will stay with you tonight and won't leave. But mom has to go to class tomorrow and won't be home during the day."
The little guy sniffed: "Then when will you come back."
Li Rong laughed at him: "Don't cry. You are already two years old. Your mother has to study and work. She can't stay with you all the time."
"Hmph~" The little guy didn't speak, he just hummed, not sure if he understood.
Zhao Qingsong walked in, said the water was hot, and asked Li Rong to take a bath first.
Li Rong felt sorry for the little guy and asked Zhao Qingsong to wash it first, saying, "I'll wash An An first."