Food: Become a chef in kindergarten, parents won’t leave

When she returned home, pushed open the door, and looked at the empty room, Song Yali couldn’t help but sigh slightly in her heart.

Compared with the desertion at home, she prefers the liveliness of the kindergarten in the spring.

Turn on the microwave, put the food packed back today in and heat it, and then the person walks towards the bathroom.

In a few moments, the sound of rushing water echoed throughout the room.

Song Yali looked at her perfect body in the mirror, couldn’t help but show a satisfied smile on her face, and said to herself:

“Hmph, what’s the use. ”

“Perfect body proportions are king!”

After finishing speaking, the whole person was obviously much happier, and hummed unconsciously.

A woman with a graceful figure, while humming a song, took a bath in the bathroom, and the rising mist made the whole person hazy, but added a few ~ points of charm.

What a picture of a beautiful woman bathing.

I don’t know if there will be such a beautiful scenery in the future.

Coming out of the bathroom, the meal that was packed at noon was already warmed, and when it was taken out of the microwave, the smell of it was diffuse.

“Alas, I don’t know how Mr. Lin makes this meal, even after it is cold, it is still so fragrant when heated again!”

Song Yali lowered her head and took a deep breath on the lunch box, and said with a happy face.

When it was done at the table, she saw the jar of rice wine again, although Lin Xuan had said before that it would taste even better after it was left overnight.

However, at this time, she couldn’t help but want to taste it.

She muttered to herself:

“Well, drink a little less on the evening today, just compare it with tomorrow, and see if it’s really like what Teacher Lin said. ”

“Yes, that’s right, I just want to drink it to verify the difference between the two. ”

After saying that, I happily went to the kitchen to get a cup.

Sure enough, deceiving yourself is the top deception.

Rice wine, of course, must be drunk in a pottery cup!

However, Song Yali rummaged in the kitchen, but did not find the ceramic cup, and finally looked at the ceramic bowl in the cupboard.

“Today, let me experience what it’s like to drink in a big bowl. ”

As he spoke, he hummed a little song, took out a ceramic bowl from the cupboard, and returned to the dining table.

Carefully holding the wine jar with both hands, tilting it slightly, a clear spring flowed out of the wine jar like a waterfall of the nine heavens, and fell into the porcelain bowl accurately.

“It smells so good!”

Song Yali looked at the rice wine in the bowl and muttered to herself.

The moment the white rice wine falls into the bowl, due to the impact with the bowl wall, the wine flavor is more fragrant, and at the same time, you can see some small rice grains floating on the top and bottom.

Looking at this bowl of rice wine, Song Yali didn’t move for a long time, as if she was recalling something.

After a long time, she picked up the porcelain bowl and took a big sip, and a few floating millet grains also entered her mouth along the rice wine.

As soon as I drank it in my mouth, I immediately rushed away from my nose, and I instantly felt that my nose was much better and became more sensitive.

And immediately the mouth volatilized a sweet taste, a sweetness with the aroma of wine, which people couldn’t help but swallow directly.

It stands to reason that the whole fermented rice grain should be stuffed empty, leaving only the empty shell, and it tastes like cotton.

But the few grains of rice that Song Yali ate were like boiled rice, soft and not greasy, and the taste was fragrant.

“Cool!”

After swallowing a big sip of rice wine, Song Yali couldn’t help but scream, looking like a heroine.

Sure enough, you still have to use a bowl to drink, so it’s enjoyable!

At this time, Song Yali couldn’t bear it, picked up the porcelain bowl, and drank it in a big gulp.

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Maybe it was because he drank too violently, and the dripping rice wine slipped from the corners of his mouth, adding a bit of heroism.

“Delicious!”

“Smack!”

In the blink of an eye, a large bowl of rice wine was drunk by Song Yali, and the bowl was placed heavily on the dining table, making a crisp sound.

And she looked at the jar of rice wine in front of her, and didn’t pour herself another bowl for a long time.

In her memory, when she was young, it was as if she had drunk rice wine like this.

There was once a woman in a yellow shirt who opened a small shop in an alley in the south of the Yangtze River and sold home-brewed rice wine. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

As the saying goes, the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys.

Maybe it’s because the rice wine of the woman in the yellow shirt is brewed well, or maybe it’s the care of the neighbors, but the business of this small shop is not bad anyway.

And this woman in a yellow shirt relied on this small shop and this bowl of rice wine to raise her daughter little by little.

Elementary school, junior high school, high school, until the day I got the college letter, I found out that the former woman in the yellow shirt had become so old.

Selling wine during the day and making wine at night, long-term hard work has unconsciously hollowed out her body.

It was on that day that the woman in the yellow shirt left with a smile on her face and left this world.

Only the little girl who went to her own shop to steal rice wine after school every day was left alone in this world.

From then on, the girl liked to wear red, because her mother said:

“My family looks best in this red dress!”

Unconsciously, Song Yali’s face was already full of tears.

“Bang bang bang!”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the house, and Song Yali also came back to her senses from her contemplation.

She gently wiped the tears from her face, slowly walked to the door, and asked softly:

“Who?”

“Yali, hurry up and open the door, it’s me!”

This is, Su Bingyun’s loud voice sounded from outside the door.

Song Yali was relieved when she heard that it was Su Bingyun’s voice, but it was a little strange, why didn’t she say it in advance when she came to her house today?

As the door opened, I found that it was not only Su Bingyun standing outside, but even the little Lori Zhou Wen also came over.

“Why didn’t you tell me in advance?”

“Hey, we also came by on the impromptu side, just in time for a gathering in the evening. ”

“It seems like the three of us haven’t been together for a long time. ”

Su Bingyun said with a smile.

“yes, yes, look what I’ve brought, duck goods, all kinds of duck goods. ”

Little Lori raised her hands and saw that it was full of packing boxes, full of all kinds of duck goods.

After finishing speaking, he said with some regret:

“It’s a pity, it wasn’t Brother Lin who did it, next time let’s let Brother Lin make us some duck goods, okay?”

“Okay, don’t worry about Mr. Lin. ”

“It’s almost your own chef. ”

“Come, two beauties, come in!”

Song Yali looked at the arrival of the two, and the mood full of sadness just now was much better in an instant.

PS: Thank you for the reward of the reproduction selling boss, the little brother kneels down here to thank you!.