Qing Wan only stayed in the hospital for one day before insisting on getting out of the hospital and returning to the Celebrity Garden.
Er Donghao accompanies Qing Wan every day, and personally learns to make her body nourishing soup, hoping to heal Qing Wan's pain of losing her child through these.
Aunt Er stayed with Qing Wan for a few days. Qing Wan knew that Ling Hao's brothers and sisters and Zhan Peng were playing outside. Aunt Er was worried about the children, so she persuaded Aunt Er to play with them. "My aunt arranged someone to follow me, it's fine." Aunt Er put down the soup bowl, then pulled a chair and sat down in front of the bed. Qing Wan's condition was much better, but she was in confinement, Aunt Er insisted Don't let her go out, ask her to stay every day
Rest in your room.
Although Aunt Er said that she has never been married or been a mother in her life, after all, she has lived a long time and knows that women should not be careless during confinement, even if it is a small confinement, they must sit well, so as not to suffer from any diseases in the future. "Auntie, I'm fine. Auntie promised a few children to play with them. Auntie should go find them." Qing Wan picked up the soup bowl by herself. In the past few days, she has been drinking several bowls of tonic soup every day. Most of the time Mr. Zhou made the soup
Although Er Donghao said he was learning to cook soup, he was used to being superior, and when he really learned how to cook, Qing Wan really didn't dare to compliment the soup he made, and usually he didn't appreciate face. Er Donghao was very frustrated. He thought he was very smart, but he couldn't learn how to make some soup. Either it was salty or bland. When it was salty, he added water, and the more he added, the soup had no taste. , when it was light, he added salt, then
Then it became salty again, and when it became salty, water was added, and water was added, but in the end it was still tasteless soup.
People say that the soup is the essence, but the soup that Er Donghao makes is just a layer of oil and a little more salty than boiled water. Mr. Zhou had a big opinion on this, and felt that the owner had spoiled a lot of good ingredients. The worst thing was that the wife didn't like to drink the soup made by the owner, and the owner made a lot of soup, so the owner asked them to share it. Can Mr. Zhou disagree
Is it big
Smelling the strong aroma, Qing Wan's appetite whetted her appetite, she took a sip of the soup and drank it, and said, "Brother Zhou made this soup, right?" Aunt Er hummed: "Dong Hao is still busy, I don’t know when his soup will be ready, and my aunt is worried that you will starve to death, so I will serve you a bowl of delicious soup to cushion your stomach.” Aunt Er thought of her nephew cooking for his wife
The scene is also full of disdain.
But she still spoke for her nephew: "Qing Wan, you see Dong Hao is really getting better and better for you, and he cooks and learns to cook soup for you. He used to like Zhang Xiao so much, and he didn't even think about it for Zhang Xiao." Xiao has been cooking before."
Er Donghao only went to Mu's house to eat and drink, but he really didn't help with cooking.
Qing Wan said while drinking the tonic soup stewed by Mr. Zhou: "The breakfast he made can barely be eaten, but the soup is still not up to standard."
Aunt Er smiled and said: "Practice makes perfect, if you do a lot, you will do well in the future. You are a man of good fortune. I am his aunt. I have raised him so much, and I have worked so hard for him. I have gray hair. I haven't even had a drink from him. Make some soup for me."
Qing Wan said unceremoniously: "It's my aunt who doesn't appreciate her face, so she can't drink it."
Aunt Er laughed, "I would rather drink plain water."
Er Donghao: Auntie, can you not tear things down
Er Donghao, who knew that even his aunt wouldn't appreciate the soup he cooked, was really still busy in the kitchen at the moment. In the Celebrity Garden, because there are no servants or special cooks, the three meals a day are cooked by Mr. Zhou in turn. Everyone has at least one specialty. For example, Mr. Zhou is best at Soup, so the soup of the day
The water was boiled by Mr. Zhou.
Other dishes are completed by other people, and one person can make a table of rich and delicious dishes.
Er Donghao was still busy making his soup, and his subordinates had taken turns cooking their special dishes, and the kitchen was filled with various aromas.
"Why is it salty again?"
Er Donghao tried the taste of the soup himself, and found it salty again.
One of the servants who was cooking next to him heard his owner's muttering. He really wanted to say that when the owner put salt, he put it in a few tablespoons. less than.
Er Donghao frowned and looked at the soup he was cooking. There was not much soup in the pot, but it was too salty. If he added water to the pot, the soup pot would become a pot of soup, and it would not work without adding water. too salty.
Seeing the soup pot next to it, which was made by Mr. Zhou, Er Donghao stretched out his hand and unscrewed the lid of the pot, scooped a spoonful of it into a bowl in front of him, and then drank it. With that soup, it tastes so good.
"Mobai."
Er Donghao called the subordinate who was cooking. That person and Mo Yao belonged to the same batch, so they both started with the word Mo.
"Patriarch." Mo Bai continued to fry his specialty dishes, while respectfully responding: "Patriarch, please tell me something."
I hope it is not enough to ask him to taste the soup made by the owner.
However, after dinner later, they still couldn't escape to help the Patriarch clean up the mess.
"Why do you think I can't make soup well? I wanted to show it well in front of your wife, but she made a joke of me." Er Donghao said distressedly. Mo Bai glanced at Er Donghao, suppressed a smile, and said, "Patriarch, even if you didn't cook for yourself, Madam knows that you are very good to her. We have brother Zhou who made soup, and Madam also likes to drink his soup." Boiled soup, why should the owner be so tired
"
Madam didn't appreciate face at all, they had to eat soup under pressure from the Patriarch.
Mo Bai wished that the Patriarch would give up as soon as possible, if this continues, they might all vomit.
Er Donghao sighed: "I didn't want your wife to know that she is unique in my heart, I can only cook soup for her, and besides, I caused her to have a miscarriage, so I'm atonement. "
"Forget it, I will continue to study. I don't believe that I can't make soup well. What's so difficult about making soup is just the problem of adding salt. I will add salt little by little next time, so I promise it won't be salty anymore."
Er Donghao still didn't want to give up.
Mo Bai really wanted to say that there are many ways to atone for sins, but the Patriarch has said such things, so it is difficult for him to say it again, lest he be hit by the Patriarch with a spoon.
You must know that they saw the owner put salt indiscriminately when making the soup, and reminded the owner, and some even said a few words to the owner too impulsively, and ate several spoons from the owner. "The owner is confident that one day he will make a delicious soup, owner, work hard!" Mo Bai's specialty dish was ready, he scooped up the dish and put it on the plate, and then put the dish Go to the side and start taking off the apron, and it's the next person's turn to come in and take over.