Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 335 Winter melon ribs soup (5)
She promised to learn how to cook and stir-fry vegetables with him after she got married...

Chu Ying was thinking in a daze, and suddenly murmured: "Winter melon pork ribs and kidney bean soup."

That's right, Wu Tong likes to drink this soup the most. He has just had an operation, and he definitely needs to supplement nutrition. His mother is so busy, how can he have time to make soup for him?

If she made him soup, he would be very happy, he would be crazy.

Thinking of this, Chu Ying slowly stopped crying, her body suddenly regained strength, and there was even a misty look in her tearful eyes.

She has been pampered since she was a child, so naturally she has never cooked, let alone cooking, she has never even entered the kitchen.

Chu Ying stood up, wiped away her tears, and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

After entering the door, she turned on the kitchen light, and she closed the kitchen door again.

The kitchen was huge, and she looked around, but felt very strange, as if she was not from the Chu family, and she was not familiar with the Chu family at all.

Standing inside the door in a daze for a long time, she didn't know where to start.

She thought for a long time in a daze before she foolishly took out her mobile phone and searched for recipes on the web. She searched so hard that she didn't even notice that the time had already shown 02:30.

When she was supposed to be resting and sleeping, she only had the idea of ​​cooking soup in her mind.

Maybe Wutong is already awake, maybe he is already awake, he must be very sad if he didn't see her, she made the soup and sent it to him when it was done, he must be very happy to see it.

definitely.

Thinking of this, she had searched out the recipe, and started to prepare things according to the recipe.

The refrigerator was full of beautiful things. After searching for a long time, she found a piece of wax gourd, and after searching for a long time, she found a piece of pork ribs in the freezer.

Not knowing where the beans were placed, she stood for a long time holding a piece of pork ribs that looked like ice cubes. Like a fool, she forgot to put it down.

She finally decided not to have beans.

Wu Tong is so talkative, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have beans, let alone winter melon pork rib soup, he must be very happy when she brings a bottle of water.

In the midsummer, her ten fingers were red from the cold.

In the end, she looked at the ribs and was in trouble again, at a loss.

Gotta defrost first, right?

Chu Ying thought wildly and was anxious. She boiled water and threw the ribs in to defrost.

Start cutting the winter melon.

Of course she can't cut it. The skin of wax gourd is hard and the flesh is very smooth. After looking at it for a long time, she decided to peel off the skin first. Most people don't eat the skin, right?
Thinking of this, she confidently began to peel the skin.

Too anxious, she cut her hands twice, and she didn't realize that the winter melon was stained red with blood. She hurriedly cut off the blood-stained area again, and went to the living room to find a band-aid to stick it on.

Her behavior naturally alarmed the servant who was sleeping downstairs. Seeing that it was her who came back, she breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her sleepy eyes and went back to sleep.

Chu Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and went back to the kitchen to continue cutting winter melon.

The pork ribs were boiled, so she turned off the fire, carefully fished them out, and rinsed them with cold water. After the rinse, the winter melon was cut, and she began to cut the meat again.

Naturally, it was more difficult than wax gourd. She splashed the meat everywhere, and it was like a battle in the kitchen.

At 03:30, the winter melon and pork ribs were ready. She searched the kitchen for a long time before she found a stew pot similar to the recipe.

It is a white printed porcelain jar with two ears, and it is very bulky to carry. Chu Ying boiled water, put wax gourd, pork ribs and a few slices of ginger in it, and it was done.

While the soup was being simmered on low heat, Chu Ying stood upright and kept watching for four to ten minutes.

There was nothing in her line of sight, and she could no longer see anything. All her attention was focused on the pot. In the end, she just scooped two spoonfuls of salt into it according to the recipe.

The soup she cooked herself, the soup she cooked with her own hands...

Just thinking of this, she forgot everything and was so excited that she bit her lips tightly, wanting to cry and laugh at the same time.

Tears still flowed out of her eyes, she looked at it tearfully, lifted the lid and put it on the side, wondering if it was cooked, Chu Ying took a spoon to taste it.

The soup spoon was very long, and she was so excited when she put it in, she hooked it for some reason, and the hot pot was tilted outward by her, and fell off the countertop with a bang.

Chu Ying jumped out as if startled, and the scalding ceramic pieces fell all over the floor, along with the hot soup and stewed bones, scattered all over the floor.

She was too close, wearing sandals with open insteps, from the ankle to the top of the foot, one foot that she could not avoid was poured with soup, Chu Ying stood there with a blank mind, looked at the mess on the ground, and looked fiercely stunned After a while, the tears that had just stopped burst out again.

The time is twenty past four.

From the time she got home, she spent three hours back and forth to boil a pot of soup, which was gone.

It's almost dawn.

It was early in the summer, after five o'clock, she was still in a hurry to go to the hospital to see Wutong, what should I do, she was still in a hurry to go to the hospital to see Wutong.

He must have woken up, would he blame her, she wasn't there when he woke up.

She made soup, and she was going to send it to him as soon as dawn, but what to do, soon after dawn, the pot of soup she had stewed was gone.

gone.

Chu Ying couldn't believe it, she looked at the wax gourd and pieces of meat scattered all over the ground in disbelief.

The pieces of meat are still fragrant.

How capable she is, she stewed the soup so well for the first time, Wu Tong will definitely praise her when he sees it, he should praise her.

But there is nothing left.

He can't see or eat it, what should I do, should I cook it again, is there still time, she is clumsy in doing things, so slow, is there still time?
She wanted to make soup again, and she wanted to see him at dawn.

But what to do, what is she going to do, Chu Ying was at a loss, squatting down, staring blankly at the mess on the ground, looking at it, tears ran down her cheeks, she hesitated, and raised her eyes to look at the refrigerator.

Do you want to make soup or pack your things to see Wu Tong?
(End of this chapter)