Chapter 146 Price
It was the first time to make a snowman, and Jiang Xue had no experience. Although she worked very hard, it still didn't look very good, but at least she made it by herself.

The more Jiang Xue looked at it, the more she felt, well, the mother doesn't think the son is ugly, in fact, he is not that ugly, or should be said, ugly is ugly, but he is also quite cute.

At first, Aunt Jiang wanted to stop it when she heard that carrots were being used. Isn’t this a waste of food, but she quickly shut her mouth, and she didn’t throw it away in the yard. Just take it back from the snowman when she needs it. up.

The daughter and grandson are having so much fun, it's better for Mrs. Li not to spoil the fun.

"Come back quickly, drink some ginger soup, don't freeze."

Just when Jiang Xue and Jiang Dabao looked at the snowman with their hands on their hips and smiled happily, Aunt Jiang's voice came from the main room.

"Hey."

"it is good."

The two responded and quickly trot into the house.

Aunt Jiang put the sewing basket aside, put a spoonful of brown sugar into the two cups, thought about it, and added another spoonful to Jiang Xue's cup, then picked up the kettle on the stove and poured ginger soup into the cup .

"Try it quickly, brown sugar is added, it's sweet."

Jiang Xueyang smiled: "Thank you, Godmother."

"Thank you, Grandma."

The reason Aunt Jiang didn't give Jiang Dabao two spoonfuls of brown sugar was because she thought it was unnecessary for the boy to be healthy, and because eating too much sugar would rot teeth.

Usually Jiang Xue would buy cream cakes, toffee and biscuits for Jiang Dabao from time to time, so it is right to eat less sugar.

Jiang Dabao didn't feel that grandma was partial. If he wanted to say it, pure thick ginger soup would be fine. He's a boy, what kind of brown sugar should he drink.

I didn't feel cold when I was running outside to make a snowman, but I felt cold when I stopped.

Fortunately, there is a stove to roast when entering the room, and drinking thick ginger soup, which is spicy, and the cold air just now was immediately driven away.

"Huh!" Jiang Xue drank half a bowl in one breath, and sighed comfortably: "It's comfortable."

Seeing Jiang Xue like this, Jiang Dabao imitated and followed suit.

The snow was still falling. After lunch, the ugly snowman was covered with snow, and it became much more beautiful. Jiang Xue kept it secret, took out her mobile phone and took two photos, and then retracted the space go.

Jiang Dabao would run out from time to time, brushing the snow off the snowman's nose, eyes and mouth, revealing the snowman's facial features, and Jiang Xue was amused to see it.

Aunt Jiang looked at it and smiled, and said: "I have never seen him like this since I brought Sanba out to find relatives."

Jiang Xue heard the words, lightly patted the back of Aunt Jiang's hand, and comforted: "Godmother, it's okay, life will get better and better in the future."

She knew why Aunt Jiang was so emotional. Jiang Xue was in the original world, before she was arrested, all day long, all year round, except for classes, she was either working part-time or on her way to a part-time job.

Does she not like to play?

Don't you like to watch movies and go shopping like your classmates, or go traveling after the holiday?
It's just that there is no other way. Without making money, Jiang Xue, who can no longer live in the orphanage, has no place to live. There are also tuition and living expenses, food and drink, everything is free.

What's more, when she was in college, she could still have part-time jobs in her spare time. If she was out of social work and worked nine to five, it would be impossible to have extra time to work part-time jobs.

She is an orphan and does not work hard to support herself.

Who would want to be sensible? There is a price to pay for being sensible.

Jiang Dabao is a child, how calm he can be, and he doesn't want to play, isn't his condition not allowed.

After hearing this, Aunt Jiang shook Jiang Xue's hand and nodded: "Yeah."

I want to eat hot pot for dinner, so I ate egg and shredded pork noodles for lunch. The ingredients are ready-made and can be cooked quickly.

After ordering the tomato sirloin pot, Jiang Xue woke up from a nap and started preparing the ingredients.

Two catties of beef slices, although not as thin as those cut by a machine in a hot pot restaurant, are just a matter of blanching for a while.

Crab sticks, shiitake mushroom balls, and fish tofu balls are indispensable. The dishes are cabbage hearts and potato chips. Jiang Xue also brought out two catties of fat beef.

When everything is ready, it will be dark.

When each family was eating, the water in the copper pot boiled on Jiang Xue's side.

Put the prepared tomato and beef brisket in the bottom of the pot. After stirring, wait for the pot to boil again to cook the meat.

I have eaten hot pot five or six times, and Aunt Jiang and Jiang Dabao are no strangers to it. They pick the dishes they want to eat and start serving them with chopsticks.

Jiang Dabao is small, he is not picky about food, he can eat whatever is in the pot.

For people who are dying of starvation, every bite of food is precious, and there is no such thing as picky eaters.

One bite of meat, one bite of vegetables, and another bite of rice, this scene is cute and serious, but also indescribably cute.

Jiang Xue eats hot pot instead of staple food, at most she eats a few mouthfuls of noodles.

But Jiang Dabao is not used to it. He is the same as Aunt Jiang. Both of them feel that if they don’t eat the staple food, their stomachs will always feel empty and they will wake up hungry at night, so they are used to steaming a little rice.

In order to nourish his stomach, Jiang Xue dipped in vinegar and garlic powder plus a little sesame oil and soy sauce.

Mrs. Jiang has a good appetite and added some chili.

Jiang Dabao is only dipped in soy sauce.

Hot pot is not like stir-frying, the taste is not that strong, and it will be snowy again, so the cooking smell will dissipate as soon as it wafts out of the yard.

The snowflakes are falling one by one outside, and the whizzing sound can be heard vaguely. The heat from the stove in the house and the steam from the hot pot are warm and comfortable.

"Godmother, I'm going out tomorrow, and by the way, can I ask Lu Yan if he can help us connect the wires at home."

"Where are you going?" Aunt Jiang asked concerned: "Do you want Sanwa to accompany you?"

"No, it's not convenient in heavy snow."

Jiang Dabao quickly swallowed the cabbage heart in his mouth, and said, "Auntie, it's fine if it snows."

As soon as he spoke, Mrs. Jiang said: "The third child should not go."

"Grandma~"

"Don't be silly." Aunt Jiang is not used to it at all. If the girl said it was inconvenient just now, it must be inconvenient.

There are children in every family, and there is no one in their mouths, so don't delay your daughter's work.

Jiang Xue smiled and took a crab stick for Jiang Dabao, and said with a smile: "Good boy, stay with your godmother at home, what do you want to eat, aunt will buy it for you."

"No, I don't have anything to eat." He was either greedy, or just wanted to go out with his aunt.

"Then I'll wait for my aunt to come back at home."

Jiang Dabao is really well-behaved. Seeing that he is so sensible, if he was not eating, Jiang Xue would have planned to lick his head.

"good!"

After eating, Mrs. Jiang used to pick up the sewing basket again. Jiang Xue looked at it, put the sewing basket aside, and said, "Godmother, don't tire yourself out."

Aunt Jiang smiled, took the sewing basket again, and said, "I'm tired everywhere, and I have nothing to do when I'm idle."

Compared with going to the fields to farm, go up the mountain to cut firewood and carry big bags, and sit and do a little needlework without getting tired.

But knowing that Jiang Xue loves her, Aunt Jiang's heart is warm.

(End of this chapter)

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