Rebirth with Space Materials: Little Cannon Fodder Awakens

After she put the casserole on the dining table, she reopened the lid of the casserole, then picked up a spoon and poured herself a bowl of chicken soup, and sat in front of the dining table to enjoy the chicken soup.

A few minutes later, Shi Qinghuan finished the chicken soup in the bowl. She didn't know if it was her imagination. She felt that her whole body had become warm, especially her stomach. The warmth made her feel extremely comfortable.

So she poured herself another bowl of chicken soup, pulled out a big chicken drumstick, and ate the chicken soup in mouthfuls.

After she finished eating the chicken soup and chicken legs, she was so full that she couldn't eat her favorite chicken wings and chicken feet today.

So she put the remaining ginseng chicken soup into the space, then packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen to clean them.

A few minutes later, Shi Qinghuan washed the dishes and came out of the kitchen. Then she thought about the Qingming Festival. She didn't know how the Qingming Festival was celebrated in the north. It seemed that she wanted to ask Wang Ailan to avoid being blinded.

But it seemed a bit inappropriate to go now, because it was dinner time, and she felt like she was wasting her meal by going, so she might as well go later.

"Knock-knock...knock-knock...."

Just as Shi Qinghuan was about to go into the kitchen to boil water for the bath, she heard a knock on the door, and she went to the door to open the door.

When she opened the door, she saw Wang Ailan standing at the door of her house. She said to Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang is here, come in and sit down."

"Okay." After Wang Ailan finished speaking, she walked towards the house.

Shi Qinghuan closed the door after Wang Ailan entered the house, then poured a glass of water for Wang Ailan from the kitchen, and then asked Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, why did you come to see me?"

"I did come to see you for something. Did Da Yuan come to give you mugwort this afternoon?"

"Yes, he gave me a basket and told me to make Qingming fruit for me to eat."

"Well, when do you plan to make Qingming Fruit?"

"I do not know."

"Then do you want to do it with my family?"

"Yes, but I have to tell you in advance that I don't know how to make Qingming Fruit, so I may only be able to help you."

"It's okay, just help me beat the stuffing when the time comes."

"Making stuffing? What kind of stuffing?"

"Of course it's Qingming fruit filling. There are black sesame and white sugar fillings and peanut and white sugar fillings. Don't they eat Qingming fruit during the Qingming Festival in the south?"

"Eat, but ours is not called Qingming Guo, but Ai Guo, and the filling is salty, not sweet."

"Is that delicious?"

"good to eat."

"Why don't you make something salty this time, and our family will make something sweet, and then we'll switch."

"Okay, it's settled. By the way, what else should I do during Qingming Festival besides making Qingming fruit?"

"It's nothing special. In the past, I still needed to go to pay homage to my relatives, but now I don't like that anymore, so other than making some food at home, it's the same as usual. There's no difference."

"I understand, then when will we do the Qingming Fruit?"

"Tomorrow night, I can't make it at noon."

"Then what materials do I need to prepare?"

"Stuffing and rice, by the way, you have to give me your rice in advance, because the rice needs to be soaked and ground into rice milk, otherwise you can't make Qingming Guo."

"Okay, wait for me, I'll get you rice right now." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen.