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Chapter 75 The Best Thing
In this way, I don’t know how many times I reported it, the Lei family’s grandma laughed and touched her little granddaughter’s face, “We Yaya want to drink, right?”

Tao Ya'er hugged her cloth tiger tightly and shook her head quickly, but couldn't help but swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva.

Grandma Lei's family quietly gave her an unknown fruit picked from the mountains, "The porridge is for guests."

"But he doesn't drink..." Tao Ya'er licked her lips.There was also sugar in the white rice porridge. What she saw must be very sweet.

Grandma Lei's family nodded her forehead and smiled.

Is white rice porridge delicious with sugar?
Zai Zhi looked at the fried chicken in front of him and tilted his head towards Meng Yulin, "Shall we have white rice porridge with sugar tonight?"

Meng Yulin smiled and just said, "Okay."

In the evening, Zai Zhi ate the white rice porridge with sugar she asked for.

how to say?Of course, it’s not bad, but it’s not bad at all. It’s very ordinary. She looked at the table full of Meng Yulin’s cooking skills. My favorite roast pork knuckle...

Compared to this, she still prefers eating meat!
In the monitor, Tao Ya'er, who had always wanted to eat white rice porridge mixed with sugar, finally ate it at night. Because Wu Feng still refused to eat it, the Lei family heated the porridge and gave it to Tao Ya.

Lei Wanfu's younger brother was still greedy, so the Lei family's grandmother only gave him a small bite and poked his forehead, "My younger sister is the youngest."

Then, the family's meals were served.

Taoya hugged her rice with sugar and lost her joy, because the porridge cooked for the new brother at home was more fragrant. The porridge with minced meat, half-sugar porridge, instantly lost its flavor.

"Children from the city have never experienced hardship and have fragile bodies. They can't compare with us country people who are thick and clumsy. No, they are sick. We don't have anything good to entertain them. We can make broth and it's all... Water, you guys, don’t look at it, it’s for others, eat it quickly and eat your own.” Grandpa Lei’s family pointed to the food on the table.

Zaizhi gnawed on the pig's trotters and looked at the things on the Lei family's dining table on the monitor. He didn't know what they were, "What are they eating?"

The rice looks like yellow soup?
"It's rice mixed with sweet potatoes." At that time, there were so many people in the family, and it was impossible to eat white rice or white rice porridge directly. Sweet potatoes were usually added to it. "The Lei family gave him the best things at home. But he didn’t understand it at the time.”

This sentence is the original words of the elderly Wu Feng when he recalled it.

Zai Zhi actually didn't understand either. She held a pig's trotter in her hand and asked in a low voice, "Sweet potato? Sweet potato? Isn't it delicious?"

Meng Yulin smiled and said, "The roasted sweet potatoes you bought on the street are delicious, right? Are they delicious if you eat them every day?"

"However, they don't eat meat." Zai Zhi discovered that their dining table was all green and white. I don't know what kind of vegetables the green ones were, but the white ones were probably potatoes.

Potatoes are delicious when put into grilled fish or fried into French fries. Isn’t it delicious when eaten this way?

"Why not blow it up?" Zai Zhi's second question.

"There's not that much oil." Meng Yulin said.

Zai Zhi looked at his dining table again. Whether it was chicken or roasted pig's trotters, they were all slick with oil.

Seeing her confused look, Meng Yulin was also a little curious, "Don't you want to study history in the future? Don't you know this?"

"Zai Zhi dislikes history the most." Zai Liu interjected from the side.

Zai Zhi frowned, "You understand? Do you know this?"

Zai Liu shut up. In his system, the things related to history were not specifically implemented into what to eat.

(End of this chapter)