Aunt Rong brought up the white porridge that she had cooked just before dinner. She had prepared it at that time. The pure white rice porridge had been cooked on the stove for a whole night, and it had become mushy and fragrant. There was still a layer of porridge floating on the surface. A layer of delicious rice oil.
Dip the wooden spoon into the porridge, and the strong aroma of rice comes out.
The porridge cooked in the farmer's earth stove and firewood, and it is pure white rice, is not ordinary.
The farmer's family, who basically couldn't eat white rice, swallowed hard.
Aunt Rong couldn't bear it, but thinking of Ye Lulu's body and the three newborn babies, she quickly brought the rice porridge to Ye Lulu and said with a smile: "There is also a bowl of chicken soup in the kitchen, Lu Luguang Is this bowl of rice porridge enough? If not, drink the chicken soup together, or should I save it for tomorrow?"
This white porridge has been cooked to a very fragrant and rich flavor, which is already tempting enough to people.
However, when Ye Lulu heard that there was still chicken soup, she still said: "Mom, I want to pour this bowl of chicken soup into the porridge and cook it together again."
Guan Chibei, who was already in the room, raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
Looking at Ye Lulu, is she really so good at eating and has such high requirements for food
For farmers, the white porridge is already so good, but they still want to add chicken soup and cook it together into chicken porridge.
This is really not an ordinary picky thing...
Aunt Rong was also surprised. She didn't expect Ye Lulu to make such a request... But boiling the chicken soup into the porridge was not a waste, but it was a bit troublesome. But she was going to heat up the chicken soup. In fact, after all, No trouble at all.
Aunt Rong was stunned for a moment, then nodded and went out again with the porridge.
The chicken soup that had been boiled earlier was poured into the white porridge, added a piece of firewood, and simmered for a while again.
The thick chicken soup slowly melted into the cotton silk white porridge. The color of the already boiled white rice porridge slowly turned into light yellow.
Combined with the chicken soup, the porridge becomes thicker and thicker, and every grain of rice seems to have completely melted.
The light aroma of white rice blends with the strong aroma of chicken soup. All the fresh aroma of chicken soup is perfectly integrated into the porridge.
A mellow, indescribable aroma of drama came out, and the hot air rushed up, making Mrs. Rong who was stirring the porridge wonder, is this some kind of fairy porridge? !
Why... Just simmering it for a while can make it so fragrant.
After the chicken soup and porridge were cooked, Mrs. Rong took the porridge bowl and re-entered Ye Lulu's room.
The doubled and more fragrant smell was swirling in the air, permeating the entire room. Guan Chibei raised his eyes and couldn't help but wonder, what kind of thought did she put into eating it
The aroma of chicken soup and porridge made Guan Chibei know that Ye Lulu's way of eating was once again right.
"Lulu, the porridge is ready, come and drink." Aunt Rong handed the porridge to Ye Lulu, and used a piece of coarse cloth to cushion her hands to prevent the freshly cooked porridge from being too hot.
Ye Lulu took the chicken soup porridge and took a sip. The soft and rotten rice porridge that melted in the mouth exploded with the mellow and delicious chicken soup flavor, which was very exciting.
It tastes really good!
It is simply the ultimate product among the ordinary! It’s so delicious.
Aunt Rong took care of Ye Lulu and drank the chicken soup and porridge, and helped change the diapers of the three babies. Then she put away the bowls and turned around and left the house.
Drinking such a bowl of warm and delicious chicken soup porridge late at night is like drinking hot soup on a cold day. Ye Lulun's whole body feels extremely beautiful.
Physical and mental satisfaction.
After Aunt Rong helped change the babies' diapers, she went out with the bowls, cleaned up the kitchen and went back to the house to rest.
In Ye Lulu's room, the lamps were still lit, and Guan Chibei, a tall man, was sitting at the end of the kang.
(End of chapter)