But when she thought about it, she didn't think about the blessing of having her child follow her for a day. It was the time for her to grow up, and she was forced to live such a hard life. She felt sorry for Wang Qingming in her heart.
Wang Qingqing looked at the Queen Mother and knew it in his heart.
What is she worried about? The only thing that worries them is lack of money.
With money, everything is easy to talk about.
"Mom, it's hot out here, let's eat cold noodles!"
Wang Qingying said and went to the kitchen.
"I'll do it!"
The Queen Mother felt sorry for Wang Qingping, and the thirteen-year-old child was busy with her.
But as soon as she stood up, she felt waves of dizziness. She quickly held on to the table and stood firm.
"Mom, are you okay?"
Wang Qingqing walked to her side worriedly, stretched out his hand, and supported her.
After all, the Queen Mother's fate in the plot was that she was beaten to death by the King's father.
Although due to his intervention, the plot has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Seeing the Queen Mother like this now, she was really panicked in her heart.
"I'm fine!"
The Queen Mother waved her hand, "I'm just a little tired."
"Then you go inside and lie down. When I finish cooking, you can come out!"
Wang Qingqing supported the Queen Mother and entered the house.
The Queen Mother doesn't want to be pushy anymore. She and Qing Ming are now dependent on each other, and she has to take good care of her body.
Seeing the Queen Mother lying on the bed to rest, Wang Qingying went to the kitchen again and ordered noodles first.
I started to cut the cucumber into shreds again, and crushed some peanuts and set them aside.
In fact, you can put a lot of things in cold noodles.
It's just that their stuff is limited, and they can only put these here now.
After the noodles were cooked, Wang Qingqing put the noodles in cold water to cool down.
I took out the dare chili noodles I bought before, poured some oil into the pot, and started making chili oil.
Making chili oil is what she dislikes the most. Not only is the smell very pungent, but if it is not done well, the chili will dry up.
Then this chili oil failed.
Of course, failure must have nothing to do with Wang Qingying.
It's just... Wang Qingqing doesn't like the choking smell.
Bear with it... After the chili oil was ready, Wang Qingqing washed the things again.
Both bowls were filled with noodles. They were mixed with ingredients and were even more fragrant.
Add a little vinegar and chili oil, sour and spicy, plus the refreshingness of cucumber shreds, and the crispiness of peanuts.
In this hot weather, people say it's too hot to eat.
When I smell this smell at this time, it is a burst of fragrance that makes people's index fingers tickle.
Wang Qingying put the chopsticks in place and walked to the Queen Mother's room.
"Mom, get up and eat!"
When the Queen Mother heard her voice, she opened her eyes immediately. In fact, she was not sleeping either.
Just closing her eyes and concentrating, the Queen Mother got up, walked outside, and looked at the noodles in the bowl.
My nose felt sore, and I felt like I wanted to cry.
At first glance, Wang Qingqing is only a half-year-old child who can cook.
Children from poor families should become parents early.
"Mom, see if it tastes good!"
Wang Qingying also knew the reason for her silence at this time.