Jiang Tao cooked lunch according to the tastes of Shanghai people, braised pork, tiger skin green peppers, mapo tofu, and a bowl of vegetable soup. Fu Juan could smell the aroma of the food as soon as she entered the house at 11:30.
"Xiao Tao, the food is ready? I can smell it from afar."
Jiang Tao wiped her hands by the side of her apron, and smiled shyly back, "Auntie, it's just made, are you eating it now?"
Fu Juan took a few glances at the stove. The dishes are well matched and the colors are bright. Coupled with the burst of aroma, it is sure to be delicious.
"Then let's have dinner, put a few bowls on the table, and I'll call Yue Ming..."
Before he finished speaking, Song Yuemin had already come out of the study.
Fu Juan said with a smile, "That's just right, wash your hands and eat."
She helped bring the dishes to the dining table, and when she went back to the kitchen, she saw that Jiang Tao had only filled two rice bowls and said in confusion, "Xiao Tao, you didn't fill enough. There are only a few people in our family. From now on, you can eat with us on the table. Pay attention."
The same is the nanny, the treatment of each family is also different, some people treat the nanny as a family member, never domineering, some people look down on the nanny in all kinds of ways, and in serious cases, they will even verbally or physically harm, Song Home is obviously the first.
Since Fu Juan said so, Jiang Tao didn't need to refuse, she put a small bowl of rice on the table, and sat opposite Fu Juan, with Song Yuemin on her right.
After serving the table, Fu Juan first took the braised pork with chopsticks. It was red in color, with fat and thin streaky pork. The lean meat was soft and the fat meat was springy. It was fragrant and crisp when bitten into the mouth. Seya's troubles.
Although Fu Juan had expected that Xiao Tao's cooking skills were good, the fact still gave her a big surprise, "Xiao Tao, your cooking skills are not simple, you can be a chef."
The braised pork cooked by the chef in the cafeteria is not as delicious as that made by Jiangtao.
Jiang Tao was also very happy that her cooking skills were recognized, but she smiled subtly with her lips pursed, and said modestly, "Auntie, it's just as long as you like it, I'm afraid you won't be used to it."
Fu Juan shook her head, "No, how can we be so picky, I've been cooking for decades and I'm not as good as you."
After Fu Juan finished speaking, she looked at her son on the left, and asked him how it tasted. Song Yuemin received her mother's message and nodded her head lightly. Now Fu Juan was even happier.
The main purpose of her looking for a nanny is to take care of her son's diet, and whether the son is satisfied is the most important thing.
The meal was finished quietly, and Jiang Tao's dishes were well controlled. Although she cooked three dishes and one soup, there was not much left in the end. Fu Juan was also very satisfied with this.
She works in the health system, and pays more attention to nutrition and hygiene issues. She also knows that eating leftovers is unhealthy. Before, Aunt Yang was used to cooking too much for each meal, and she couldn’t eat the next meal and then reheated it. After talking about it several times just changed.
After Fu Juan finished eating, she smiled and said to Jiang Tao, "Xiao Tao, this braised pork is very good. Your uncle likes it too. If you still have meat at home, I will make it again tonight for your uncle to try."
Jiang Tao nodded in response, cleared the dining table and went to the kitchen to clean the pots and bowls.
For several days in a row, Fu Juan saw that Jiang Tao was serious about her work, she was serious about her meals, and she was meticulous in keeping accounts down to every penny. Her trust in Jiang Tao was increasing day by day. The neighbors in the compound said a lot of good things about Jiang Tao when they asked about it.
"Xiao Tao, I remember you said that you wanted to continue studying."
Jiang Tao nodded, "Yes, Auntie, I have already inquired about it. There is a night school near the Teachers College. It recruits students all year round. I will sign up when I have saved enough tuition fees."
Fu Juan nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's good for young people to study more. Although I can't bear you, but if you have a college degree after you finish your studies, you can find a good job and you don't need to do this anymore."
Many times, the opportunity is in your own hands.
What Jiang Tao didn't know was that Fu Juan went out of her way to talk to her son about his future and the rest of his life.
"You were only sixteen years old when the accident happened, and you hadn't graduated from high school yet. After your father came back, we only focused on working and didn't consider your problem right away. Logically, you can take the college entrance examination because of your situation."
Song Yuemin listened silently, and waited for Fu Juan to finish speaking before comforting her, "Mom, the past is over, I never look back, and you don't always think about the past."
Fu Juan patted her son's leg, smiling far-fetchedly, "Today I just want to ask you, what do you think about your future life, do you want to continue studying, or find a job? I also got inspiration from Jiang Tao, she She is also a hard-working girl, but she dares to try and fight hard, even if she has a glimmer of hope, she will not give up, and mother believes that you can do it too."
Song Yuemin lowered his eyes and glanced at his calves that could not use his strength. Even standing upright was a problem. Whether it was studying or working, it was impossible to sit in a wheelchair all day without eating or drinking.
He taught himself at home, translated some foreign literary works, and wrote a lot of prose and poems, but never published them, and even his parents didn't know about them.
"Mom, I made you worry."
In a word, tears appeared in Fu Juan's dry eyes again, and she didn't mention the relevant words again.
After obtaining Fu Juan's consent that day, Jiang Tao reclaimed a small piece of land in the yard to grow vegetables. Large areas of vegetables cannot be grown. Seasonings such as onions, garlic, peppers, and leeks are still acceptable, and they can be cooked when they grow. When there is something missing, just pick it up now, no need to go to the vegetable market.
Jiang Tao took a small shovel to dig the soil in the yard. After turning over the whole land, she sprinkled the seeds, divided the land into several small areas, and arranged what to plant in each area. Clap the dirt in your hands and stand up.
After coming to the Song family for more than ten days, Jiang Tao's face has grown a little bit of flesh, it is no longer skinny and skinny at the beginning, and her skin has also become much tenderer under her daily maintenance before going to bed.
But these changes are accumulated day by day, and people who live together every day can't feel it. In addition, everyone will always be attracted to Jiang Tao's neat bangs first, and don't pay much attention to her looks.
Jiang Tao sweated a lot while working, and her cheeks were rosy and she looked very energetic. She stretched her waist at the fruits of her labor, revealing a section of her whitened skin as she moved.
Song Yuemin was originally tired of reading and went to the window to relax with a cane. Seeing that Jiang Tao was working, he didn't leave. He just turned his eyes to the other side. He got up to recover and left the window.
The system went online with a "ding dong", and said to Jiang Tao, "He was looking at you just now."
"Really? Has the mission progress changed?"
Jiang Tao asked the system to help her pay attention to Song Yuemin's movements, especially when it was related to her. This "service" was not free, but the system gave a discount, 300 points a day, which Jiang Tao could barely afford.
"So far it's 2/100."
"Well, as expected."
If a man can be taken casually, how can it be considered as a B+ level task.
She is not in a hurry to complete the task now, nor is she in a hurry to get in touch with Song Yuemin. Even if Song Yuemin really likes him, Song's father and Song's mother are definitely an obstacle that cannot be overcome, so Jiang Tao's most important thing now is to improve her overall strength.
When the weather gradually turned hot in June, Jiang Tao found that Song Yuemin's appetite was not very good, so he planned to cook some appetizing meals, and asked his opinion, "I don't think you have eaten much these two days, why don't you make a sour meal for lunch?" Let’s have noodle soup, it’s very appetizing.”
Song Yuemin was slightly surprised, and looked up at Jiang Tao from the book, and just when Jiang Tao thought he would not respond, he said "thank you".
After Jiang Tao got the answer, he helped him close the door of the study. Song Yuemin behind the desk frowned slightly. Although his eyes were cast on the pages of the book, he didn't see a word for a long time.
He really didn't have much appetite these days, it was like every summer, but he ate every meal, he ate as much as Jiang Tao filled, but she missed a few mouthfuls of food, and she noticed it.
Song Yuemin's impression of Jiang Tao is still on the note with beautiful handwriting. Because of his similar age and to avoid suspicion, Song Yuemin seldom actively communicates with Jiang Tao.
They are the only ones at home during the day, but one is in the study, the other is cooking and doing housework, and there is no interaction except at the dining table.
But today's incident caused a great shock to Song Yuemin's heart. Jiang Tao's meticulousness and concern pried open his closed body. Although it was only a small gap, it left an indelible mark in his heart.
Jiangtao’s sour noodle soup is homemade. It uses homemade sauerkraut as the base and adds lean meat, vegetables and other ingredients. It is fresh and refreshing. If you like spicy food, add homemade chili sauce to make it even more delicious.
With a "ding dong", the system notified the latest task progress, 20/100.
Jiang Tao asked suspiciously, "Why did it suddenly rise so much?"
He didn't seem to do anything special today, except to ask him if he would eat sour noodle soup.
"Does he like to eat sour food?"
The system remained silent, and it never gave prompts on important information related to tasks.
Fu Juan didn't come back to eat at noon, so Jiang Tao cooked according to the usual order, and Song Yuemin had already washed his hands and sat down at the dining table.
Jiang Tao first filled him with a small half bowl and put it in front of him, "Try it first, I don't know if it suits your taste."
Song Yuemin nodded, picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat, and noticed that Jiang Tao was still looking at him, so he raised his eyes and looked back. This was the first time they really looked at each other. Jiang Tao could even see his own face in his eyes. shadow.
Perhaps Jiang Tao's eyes were too clear, so clear that there was no affection between men and women. Song Yuemin looked away first, and his earrings became hot unconsciously. He lowered his eyes and said to Jiang Tao, "Eat first, if it's not suitable, I will follow you." you say."
Jiang Tao nodded, picked up her noodle bowl and started eating.
The sour taste is wrapped in the noodles, and the rich ingredients give people a sense of satisfaction. It's not that she is boasting.
On the other side, after Song Yuemin calmed down, he picked up a chopsticks of noodles and put them into his mouth. The noodles were kneaded by Jiang Tao himself and cut. The sweltering feeling unique to this season.
While eating, Jiang Tao's voice came from her ears, and she asked with a small smile, "Is it to your liking, there is still some in the pot, I'll serve it for you after I finish eating."
Song Yuemin raised his eyes to meet her bright eyes, and nodded unconsciously.
At noon that day, Song Yuemin was a little overwhelmed. He stood by the window of the study for a long time with a cane on his back. The vegetables in the vegetable field had already grown to a large length, but the emotion in his heart was extinguished by him as soon as it emerged.
Jiang Tao, who was washing dishes, received another reminder from the system that the progress of the task was 10/100, and instead of going up, it went down.
She closed her eyes to prevent herself from getting angry, and asked, "There is another one like this, why is it dropped by ten points?"
The system is very calm, not affected by Jiang Tao's emotions, "The data is updated in real time, and the reason is unknown."
Jiang Tao took a deep breath, and slowly put the washed dishes into the cupboard. After adjusting her anxious mood, she said, "In the future, there is no need to notify you about similar data updates. I will check it myself."
The system replied in that flat tone, "Got it, do you have any other questions?"
"that's all, thanks."
I thought I was one step closer to completing the task, but I didn't expect to go back. The only thing to be thankful for is that the score is still a little bit higher than the original one.
Jiang Tao thought to herself, it is said that women are fickle, and it seems that men are not much better, but the effort of a meal makes her mood go up and down like a roller coaster, which is unreasonable. , please keep in mind:,.