The two elders of the Su family stood up politely, not wanting Ning'er to cook, so why are there anyone visiting the house and letting others cook?
Old Jiang skillfully pulled the two old men off, "My girl, don't look at her smallness, that's a coincidence."
In less than ten minutes, Ning'er came out with a portion of noodles.
"Uncle, can you make juice at home?"
Su Linyan quickly opened the refrigerator, "Which one do you want?"
Ning'er took a kumquat and went to the kitchen. After a while, she only squeezed out a little bit.
Put it on the dining table, "Aunt, come and try it, you will definitely not get tired of it."
Before my aunt could move her chopsticks, the little gentleman who was being held in her mother's arms drooled. "Wooah~Wooah~"
Jiang Momo sat down on the dining table and looked at the juice that had been finished in two sips, and felt much more comfortable. She picked it up and took a sip. It was so sour and cold that it instantly made her mouth secrete saliva.
The soup noodles didn't look a little oily, and the two small vegetables were sprinkled with chopped green onions, and half an egg white to embellish it.
It looks simple but the color scheme makes people refreshed and their appetite increases greatly.
Su Linyan handed it to his wife with chopsticks and spoons, looking worried, "Xiaomo, take a few bites."
When my uncle handed the chopsticks to my aunt, Xiaoshanjun excitedly stretched out his arms to try.
Gu Nuanxi hurriedly hugged her son in her arms and did not let him tilt his waist. "Why are you so greedy? Your dad and I have spent a lot of money on you to support your little mouth."
The little guy was so excited that he wanted to go to the dining table.
When living at home, his family often put him randomly, sometimes on the coffee table, letting him play with fruit trays, and sometimes on the dining table, letting him be a small mascot ornament.
At the Su family, he wanted to sit on the dining table and grab his aunt's meal.
Gu Nuanxi turned around, "Husband, come and hold your son."
Jiang Chenshao got up and skillfully took his little greedy cat away.
Mr. Jiang went over to look at his daughter's half bowl of sour noodles, "Hey, why is this enough to eat? It's gone after a few bites, and even Shanjun is not enough to eat."
Ning'er explained: "Grandpa, pregnant mothers should eat less and eat more during morning sickness, otherwise they will feel uncomfortable in their stomachs. It looks less, but my aunt is not that difficult to accept."
Jiang Momo had already started eating. She didn't eat much yesterday and was already hungry now.
The sour and cold appetizing drink she drank gave her the desire to eat.
Mrs. Su and Minister Su looked at her daughter who was eating. Mrs. Su felt worried. Until she took several bites, she had no symptoms of nausea. Mrs. Su couldn't help but smile, but Su Linyan felt even more distressed about his wife.
He also wanted to make juice for his wife. In a man's world, when he knew what his wife liked to eat, he wanted to put everything empty and put it in front of his wife.
Ning'er shouted, "Uncle, drinking too much can easily cause nausea. Just half a cup."
Everyone went over to watch Jiang Momo have dinner. The little guy cleverly broke free from his father's arms. Standing on the ground, he moved his two short legs, and took the coffee table to the sofa, and then took the sofa with empty hands.
, walked towards the dining table by yourself.
The small steps were like a little duck, and he almost couldn't stand firmly when he walked. He stood there cleverly and did not dare to move. He then raised his foot to walk when he stood firm.