gourmet food

Chapter 86 Wu Ma’s frustration
After Wu Ma's broth had been brewing for three hours, Xiao Kexin woke up. She still didn't speak when she woke up. She got up and wanted to go downstairs.

Mu Qing had no choice but to quickly put her clothes on and help her go downstairs together.

Although Wu Ma still wanted to boil the soup for a while, but since she woke up, she just made it.

Wu Ma also added some lettuce during the Chaoshou cooking process, and added broth and lard after cooking.

Then he put it in front of Xiao Kexin and said expectantly: "It's still a little hot, wait until it cools down before eating."

Xiao Kexin didn't listen to Wu Ma's words. She picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of broth and prepared to put it into her mouth.

She was so frightened that Wu Ma quickly grabbed her hand and blew her mouth a few times before relaxing her arm.

Surprisingly, after taking a gentle sip, Xiao Kexin poured the remaining soup from the spoon back into the bowl.

Then he scooped up another piece of lettuce, blew it slowly a few times, put it into his mouth, took a bite, and then spit it directly on the table, and threw the rest of the lettuce into the bowl.

"What's wrong, Kexin? Have you lost your appetite?" Mu Qing asked worriedly, finally seeing that she started to eat well, wouldn't she be the same as before?

Wu's mother felt a thump in her heart. It couldn't be that the food she cooked didn't taste good. That would be too shocking.

You must know that you are in the culinary field.
The next scene confirmed Wu Ma's guess, which made Wu Ma feel very hurt. Her cooking skills were not as good as a street shop owner?

Little Kexin shook her head gently, scooped up a piece of it with a spoon, and Mu Qing helped her blow it, then watched Kexin take a small bite...

After taking this bite, Ke Xin's expression brightened significantly, and then he slowly started eating bite after bite.

Seeing Ke Xin eating, Mu Qing and Wu Ma breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they can eat, this is a good start.

Mu Qing couldn't help it, her eyes were red, and after blinking, tears started to fall from her eyes. Wu Ma couldn't help it, so she patted her shoulder with her hand to express relief.

After Xiao Kexin took a bite, she seemed to hear Mu Qing's sobs and turned to look at her sister.

Mu Qing quickly turned around and wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeves, making sure to show her strong side in front of Ke Xin, then turned around and gave her a sweet smile.

"Keep eating, sister, can I help you blow it?" Mu Qing held Xiao Kexin's hand, took the spoon and scooped up another piece of cake.

Xiao Kexin nodded gently and started playing with Mu Qing.

Mu Qing's attention was entirely on the process of scooping up the rice noodles, and she didn't notice Kexin's reaction.

But Wu Ma stood aside and saw Ke Xin's nod clearly. Although it was very slight, she was still discovered by Wu Ma, and this made Wu Ma excited immediately.

"The eldest lady, oh, oh, she, she, she just, just, nodded."

The excited Wu Ma spoke a little incoherently, and was completely stunned by Ke Xin's reaction.

"Why are you nodding, Mother Wu?" Mu Qing still didn't understand what Mother Wu meant, and was still helping Ke Xinchui Liang fold her hands.

"It's so nice, she, she nodded to you." Wu Ma's hands couldn't stop trembling, tears were falling from her eyes, and her heartbeat was definitely faster than usual. Quite a few.

"Ah~!!!" Mu Qing finally realized. Did Kexin interact with me just now?
"Did she just nod to me?" Mu Qing felt a little unbelievable and asked Wu Ma again to confirm.

"Yes, yes, Miss, I really, truly, nod to you." Wu Ma excitedly took Mu Qing's hand and squeezed it a few times.

"Okay, okay, okay..." Mu Qing said several good words in a row in excitement, and then looked at Wu Ma, and both of them felt very relieved.

The doctor diagnosed Kexin as not only anorexic, but also a little autistic. Such dual symptoms are very difficult to treat.

I saw many famous old experts, and everyone’s diagnosis was similar. They all said that the treatment could only be done slowly, but I tried many methods without any effect.

But today both of them saw a turn for the better, and Kexin's interaction was the best proof.

Kexin usually lives in his own world most of the time. Although his eyes are looking at you, you can see from his eyes that the eyes are very empty and have no expression at all.

Moreover, he has almost no interaction with Mu Qing and Wu Ma. He is completely like a puppet. Coupled with his thin and small body, he looks uncomfortable.

But fortunately, these dark clouds are about to dissipate now, and the two of them seem to see hope again, and the source of hope is exactly on the bowl of handwriting on the table.

"Eat, eat, it's delicious. Mother Wu will buy it for you after you finish eating." Mother Wu watched Xiao Kexin eating the food in small bites, not to mention how happy she was in her heart.

Mu Qing was also extremely happy. As long as she could see Xiao Kexin getting better day by day, she would help her recover no matter how difficult it was.

Kexin just ate Chao Shou slowly, slowly, as if eating mulberry leaves like silkworms, and slowly tasted bit by bit.

But no matter how slow the speed was, there was still the moment when the food was finished. When all the six dishes in the bowl were finished, Ke Xin dropped the spoon in the bowl and stopped moving.

The lettuce leaves and broth in the bowl didn't seem to move at all, which was completely different from the previous reaction.

When I ate before, I ate all the vegetable leaves in the bowl, and even drank not a drop of the broth.

From the beginning, Kexin was not very interested after trying the soup stock, and the lettuce only took one bite and she spit it out.

It showed that she didn't like these two things at all, which also made Wu's mother's initial worries come true.

Is it true that the ones made by yourself are not as delicious as the ones made by that kid?Otherwise, why doesn't Xiao Kexin like the things I added myself?
When she thought of this, Wu Ma felt a little discouraged. Could it be that all her years of cooking skills were in vain?Not as good as a young man?

"Wu Ma, why don't you eat it?" Mu Qing also refused to pick up the pot, which made Wu Ma's old face a little worried.

But Wu Ma didn't care about this, and tried to analyze: "Maybe the food I made is not as delicious as that brat's, so Xiao Kexin doesn't like to eat it."

"No, I think the soup made by Wu Ma is the best. I like it the most. There is no reason why Xiao Kexin shouldn't like it." Mu Qing knows Wu Ma's cooking skills very well. She is definitely a chef. The same existence.

Wu Ma sighed deeply and said helplessly: "If it was really delicious, Xiao Kexin wouldn't only eat the hand made by that boy, but not eat my soup and vegetable leaves."

Mu Qing glanced at the lettuce residue on the table and the remaining broth in the bowl, and she believed Wu Ma's statement. Is the food in that shop really so delicious?

(End of this chapter)