After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 1024 The little monkey in the bag
The child is not big, but he is very smooth-talking. He can clearly judge right from wrong. He knows that he has done something wrong without shirk. He mustered up the courage to raise his little hands towards Nan Song.

The skin of such a young child should be very tender. The little monkey is dark, and the little hands are not tender. I don't know what they played outside just now. They are dirty.

"You did nothing wrong, why should I hit you?"

Nan Song took his little hand and took him to the basin next to him to wash it. Then he wiped his dusty little face with a wrung out wet towel and said, "You have to remember one thing. This is in the kitchen." The place is also a small battlefield, and all the food must be used. If it is your own food, then use it, it doesn’t matter. But if it is someone else’s, it is stealing if you don’t ask for it. You kid , adults won’t argue with you, but if your mother does this, she will be fired, and in more serious cases, she may even be sued. The most taboo thing for a cook is to take away the government’s belongings.”

Seeing that the child was listening attentively, she softened her tone and said: "As for today's matter, I said you were right because you did not want to steal, but were afraid of waste, so you used those old gingers. But If you're wrong, you have it too. You can come over and ask the Lord if you can use these gingers. If you say yes, then if you take them, won't you be able to use them openly? What do you think?"

The child was too young, so Nan Song was afraid that he wouldn't understand, so he almost broke the truth into pieces and fed it to him bit by bit. The little monkey listened for a long time and nodded, "I understand."

He pursed his lips and raised his dark eyes to look at Nan Song.

"I was wrong."

Aunt Shi was so surprised that she almost shed tears.

She was a child who had been mistreating her since she was a child. She would rather get a beating than admit her mistake easily when she made a mistake, but today after being told by the young lady, she actually admitted her mistake so happily.

The sun is really coming out in the west.

"Just know you were wrong, good boy."

Nan Song touched his little head, but found a hand full of dust, so he simply washed the child's hair. Aunt Shi didn't have the nerve to bother Nan Song. She wanted to do it by herself. Nan Song said: "It's okay. You are busy with your business. I will Chat with the little monkey for a while.”

Taking the child to the greenhouse, Nan Song did it himself, bringing hot water, wrapping a towel around the little monkey's neck, letting him sit on a chair, bending down, and washing his hair. The little monkey giggled and said This is how grandma washed him at home.

The two of them were chatting and eating while washing.

"What's your first name?"

"Shihou."

The little monkey gave Nan Song some signs, and Nan Song understood clearly that it was "Hou Ye". He thought the name was good, and then smiled and said: "No wonder it's called little monkey."

"I'm called Little Monkey because my mother said I was too naughty and climbed up trees every day."

Nan Song said that his son's name was Xiao Nezha.

When the little monkey heard it, he sang the theme song of the cartoon, and then said with a smile: "Then we are a demon king and a great sage, we are a perfect match!"

Nan Song was amused and laughed, she felt the same way.

She then asked the little monkey what hobbies he usually had and what he liked to play.

"There isn't much fun in our hometown. We just climb trees, climb mountains, and go to the beach to pick up shells. My favorite thing is cooking. That stuff is really interesting."

"Oh? How's that interesting?"

The little monkey raised his head and splashed water on Nan Song's face. He chuckled and said sorry, and wanted to raise his hand to wipe Nan Song's face, but in the end, water splashed on her face again, and he quickly plunged his head into the water. Inside, Nan Song wiped his face and picked him up, thinking: This little little monkey really deserves a beating. He will wait until you become my apprentice.

She continued to wash the little monkey's hair, and the little monkey continued: "Think about it, how interesting it is to turn ordinary food into delicious food! My mother is famous for her cooking throughout the country. , whoever met me said that I was the son of Pomegranate, and then they all knew me and said that I was the son of the chef. I said, not only am I the son of the chef, but I will definitely become a chef in the future. My mom is awesome!"

Nan Song's hand stopped.

It's really hard to find a place to go through iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it.

God's eyes were opened and he sent such a big treasure to her.

"Madam, are you okay?"

The little monkey was holding the foam on his head. Seeing Nan Song stop, he closed his eyes and asked. "Oh, not yet. Wash again."

Nan Song rinsed him twice more, and then he was clean. He wiped his hair with a towel. The little monkey was a chatterbox. He started talking in front of Nan Song and suddenly took a breath. Nose, "Yo, they're making crappy fish fillets."

The action of wiping hair was sudden.

Nan Song looked down at the little monkey, "Can you smell it from so far away?"

"Yes, the fragrance is so strong, you can smell it as soon as you smell it."

Nan Song became interested and took his time to tidy up his hair and cut it. After a while, he asked him again, "What are you doing in the kitchen right now?"

"I've already smelled it, dry pot cauliflower."

The little monkey opened his mouth and said, "This smell is my mother's craftsmanship. She likes to mix vegetable oil and lard when cooking. It's so fragrant! Let me guess, pig flowers and minced ham are added to it. , as well as peppers, dried onions, garlic... By the way, as for dry pot cauliflower, the cauliflower must be the kind with thin legs. This kind is delicious, and the kind with thick heads is not suitable for cooking. And the best Make it in a casserole and add some garlic sprouts at the end.”

At this point, the little monkey drooled, "Absolutely awesome!"

Seeing the excitement on his face as he spoke, Nan Song couldn't help but laugh, as if he saw himself as a child. Cooking, whether it's big or small, seems to be something everyone can do, but there are some ways. Those who can't do it well, such as Ms. Luo.

Becoming a chef is not difficult, but if you want to become a top chef, in addition to talent, the most important thing is love. Only love can withstand the long years.

"You little guy, you have a very good nose. Can you smell everything?"

Nan Song asked him.

The little monkey said: "Absolutely, as long as it's the one I've seen."

Nan Song played a little game with him.

She blindfolded him and brought him several different foods and brought them to him to smell.

"apple."

"pear."

"banana."

"What the hell is this? It smells like leather gloves."

"Young lady, are you kidding me? Is this your finger?"

"..."

In the middle of playing, the door suddenly opened. Yu Jinwen had just returned from get off work.

Suddenly there was a child in the room, which made him confused.

Why are you playing with your eyes covered?

When Nan Song saw Yu Jinwen coming in, he winked at him and signaled him to stop talking. The little monkey immediately became alert, "It smells like a man."

Yu Jinwen: "..."

Why does this sound so awkward?

Like the old demon in the mountains in Pansi Cave.

(End of this chapter)