Yuan Wense has already explained that Wang Cuihua only needs to cook a large pot of white rice porridge and knead a circle of corn tortillas on top. Anyway, you can keep opening the lid of the pot to cook the porridge. As long as the corn tortillas are cooked, they can make new ones.

It’s okay to eat more, just make sure everyone is full with the first meal.

Wang Cuihua is very capable. She mixed the xuelihong she brought home with sesame oil and balsamic vinegar to make a dish. She also cut four salted duck eggs, each into quarters, and steamed a bacon edamame.

It is a more serious dish, and a pound of peanuts are stir-fried in the pan.

These four dishes are just rice porridge, which is simply perfect.

The big stove was full of fire, and such a small thing was done in just over half an hour.

Wang Cuihua is a very smart person. Smart people do things differently in many details.

For example, instead of focusing on the best time for rice porridge, we instead call people to eat, wash hands one after another, and then settle down to the table. When eating, the porridge is at its best.

If you don't calculate this period of time, the thicker porridge may turn into a pot of mush. Although if you eat white rice porridge at this time, everyone will find it delicious no matter what, but it is best to

There is a big difference between eating and delicious.

This is the sense of sophistication that comes from paying attention to the details of life.

The 7 wounded plus Baijiayuan, a total of 8 people, and the 5 people in Lao Shi's family, add up to 1 person. Having dinner together is a very unlucky number if you are in a foreign country.

But there is a saying in China that the table is curved and the bench is bent, so that one table can sit exactly 1.

The square table has four sides, and three people can sit on each side. The bottom table can sit four people. It is crowded and can still be seated.

Baijiayuan sat at the top without hesitation, and then Lao Shi sent her old lady and her father-in-law up. As a result, the old lady sat in the middle, Baijiayuan and Li Ergouzi, the two guardians on the left and the right.

Lao Shi, his mother-in-law and wife sat on one side, and seven wounded soldiers sat on the other two sides.

Wang Cuihua and Yuan Wense were serving porridge and vegetables. The wounded soldiers who could move around obediently went to the iron pot stove to get their own bowls.

There are four dishes placed in the center of the table. Although there is no meat, the porridge is almost impeccable. The golden tortillas are piled up in a large basket, and the thick white rice porridge is cooked and fragrant.

Baijiayuan saw a wounded man passing by, filling only half of the bowl, and his eyebrows moved slightly.

Yuan Wense saw that there was only one bowl for each person, and he guessed that there was almost nothing left in the pot, so he immediately said: "The pot at home is really too small. I will have to buy another pot tomorrow."

Old Ten: "Okay, tomorrow you and grandma will go shopping on the street and buy whatever you find suitable. We must make everyone live comfortably."

Baijiayuan's reproach was blocked. He thought about it carefully and changed the direction before starting to attack: "You have a red mouth and white teeth and you say you live in a comfortable place. How on earth can so many people sleep at night?"

, do you have a schedule? Regardless of whether you are comfortable or not, you have to arrange a place to sleep first."

It's almost getting dark. How to sleep tonight is a big problem. It's best to let the daughter-in-law's relatives sleep in the guest house. It will be difficult to enter the house again in the future.
Chapter completed!