The heroine of Kuai Chuan Zhi's family only farms

Chapter 38 [038] 90s Chef 38
Simply tell your story.

After listening, the old lady looked at Gong Mingxia with more and more pity.

"Just because you are pregnant, he thinks it's not his child, so he divorced?"

She nodded, "After the divorce, I took my daughter to the south, east and northwest. No, I came to H city. I learned a little craftsmanship because I cooked for others in the factory in my early years, and then I thought of selling box lunches to make money."

Aunt Wang shook her head speechlessly.

"You are a hard-working and good mother. In fact, the first time I saw you, I thought you were a good child. Your daughter is also very polite. She once brought a basket of vegetables to my house for me. She is very educated, so Mother won't go anywhere."

Gong Mingxia didn't expect such an episode, and said a little embarrassed.

"This child is probably going south and north with me. Because of the environment, he may mature earlier than his peers."

"Your uncle used to be engaged in education, and I'm also a retired high school teacher, so you don't have to worry about your child's schooling, I'll take care of it with you."

Aunt Wang patted her chest firmly, Gong Mingxia thanked her gratefully, and then quickly added rice, water, and red dates to the casserole.

"Auntie, what do you usually eat at night?"

"Oh, it's white rice porridge with vegetables,"

"Don't eat staple food?"

She shook her head, "I don't eat much, sticky porridge and vegetables are enough."

It just so happened that Gong Mingxia also planned, "That's right, we have similar tastes. Northerners eat porridge and steamed buns at night, or eat soup noodles, more than you do, right?"

"Your uncle is actually a northerner. I know the tastes of northerners quite well, and I am used to eating them, so Xiaoxia, you don't need to pay too much attention to the differences between the north and the south, just make it according to your taste, and I can do it too. Eat spicy, but slightly spicy..."

Aunt Wang talked a lot about her eating habits, not because she was afraid that Gong Mingxia's cooking would not taste good, but because she was burdened, so she made it clear at one time.

Because today's meat is ready for cooking, I fried shredded potatoes and minced garlic vegetables in the evening. After the meal was almost ready, I went to call my daughter.

During the period, Aunt Wang helped to choose and wash and cut vegetables. When cooking, she also shared some cooking experience with her. The more we talked, the more speculative I felt.

After the meal was ready, I went to wake up my daughter. It was already six or seven o'clock at this time. Xiaoxiao knew Auntie Wang and called her Grandma Wang affectionately. Auntie was also very happy. Very lively.

After dinner, while Gong Mingxia was washing the dishes, Grandma Wang played in the living room with a smile. When she was finishing things, the aunt took the child to stand up.

"Let's go, don't be bored at home, and accompany my old lady to the West Lake? It's been so long since you moved here, and I haven't seen you two go out at night."

Gong Mingxia looked at her daughter's hopeful eyes, and nodded in agreement. The three of them were walking in this lively summer night. Walking in the city's night scene, although not as busy as later generations, it was also very noisy. .

Just going out of the door and meeting the neighbors around, Grandma Wang took a long time to say hello.

"Our community all live in retired teachers, but because it's a school district, the owner has changed a lot, and it's not as pure as before."

While walking, Grandma Wang introduced the environment and situation of the community. Gong Mingxia listened carefully and looked at it very carefully. She found that all those who smiled kindly to her were old neighbors, old neighbors, and those who didn't even speak to Grandma Wang. , at first glance, it is a latecomer, or a renter like her.

(End of this chapter)