Fast Travel: Endangered Pup Rescue Project

On the weekend, Song Xia made breakfast for Xia Ru, made another cup of soup, and prepared to go home. There were dumplings and steamed dumplings she made yesterday in the refrigerator, so there was no need to worry about Xia Ru not being able to eat anything else.

Although she was reluctant to give up, Xia Ru couldn't be selfish and let her have no vacation. She packed some fruits for Song Xia to take with her: "Sister Song, it's okay. I haven't had morning sickness since I started eating the food you cooked. It just so happens that today Xiao Cheng and I have also lived in a world of two, no matter what happens, I can just ask him to cook me a dumpling."

"Then I'll come over early tomorrow."

Song Xia's mentality was different when she returned home this time. Because she had money in her hand, perhaps because she heard Director Chen talk about it, Xia Ru gave her this month's salary in advance and the compensation for preparing meals for Xiao Cheng's company annual meeting. , with this 40,000 yuan, I can first change some clothes for my parents and Tingting, and then ask my father to quit his job as a security guard.

"What's the point of resigning? I'm not tired. I've done a good job. Lao Li gave me this job in exchange for his favor. If I just leave like this, wouldn't I be sorry to Lao Li?" Song Shunguo refused to resign. He also criticized her, "If you have some money, you spend it randomly. Why can't we wear our clothes and shoes? And you can make so much this month, what about in the future?"

"I will earn more in the future. Dad, Mom, and Tingting, I have already thought about it. After these two months, and after I get the company's compensation and Qin Zhenwu's inheritance, I plan to rent a house nearby. The house opens a restaurant.”

"What kind of restaurant is it if you don't save the money after you get it? Isn't it good like this? You can find a housekeeper outside and work all the time, and you don't have to work so hard, let alone worry about losing money."

Song Xia smiled slightly. She knew that her parents' mentality was still the same as before. Being conservative was the most important thing. They were afraid that she would be tired and that the money she finally got back would be wasted. However, they were conservative and could not give it to them. The life she wants to give Tingting!

"Dad, Mom, you will know why I want to open a restaurant when you try my craftsmanship later. Dad, I asked you to resign because I wanted you to help me with the decoration."

"I won't delay keeping an eye on you even when I'm at work." The two elders know that the daughter's decision doesn't make sense. Marriage was like that in the past, not to mention that now it's just a business, but if they open a restaurant, even if their daughter can't, they can. If you can’t lift a big pot, then just sell noodles or something.

"Have you decided where to open it?"

"I have thought about the general location, but I haven't chosen any store yet. The most important thing is that I don't have the money to rent it now, so I won't talk about it until these two months are completed."

"Then I will wait for you to finish these two months before deciding whether to resign." Song Shunguo was afraid that his daughter would be unreliable. What if her daughter changed her mind in one or two months?

Song Xia smiled slightly, knowing that her credibility was too low before, but she would slowly show it to her family.

"Tingting, is there anything you want to eat? Mom will cook it for you later."

Tingting was about to speak but stopped for a moment: "Anything is fine, I'm not picky about food."

"Then there's always a preference, right?"

Under Song Xia's eager eyes, Ye Tingting shifted her eyes and finally said: "I like to eat chicken and shrimp."

"How about the taste? Stewed, braised, spicy or stir-fried."

"Just make home-cooked flavors." Hua Ling saved her granddaughter from the embarrassment. "You're not just going to make it this time. Can you just make all kinds of flavors in the future?"

Song Xia clapped her hands with a guilty look in her eyes: "It's true that I made a mistake, but Tingting, there is one more thing my mother would like to ask for your opinion on." "If you have anything to say, just say it." Hua Ling added, "As a family Why are people so polite?"

Seeing her daughter looking at her again, Song Xia said cautiously: "Mom, last time I saw traces of calligraphy and painting on your desk, did you like them very much? Can mom sign you up for a calligraphy or Chinese painting class?" Otherwise, we can report it together."

Ye Tingting was startled. Did her mother notice it? She draws so young, but her mother actually knows her hobbies?

Hua Ling and Song Shunguo also looked over. When they saw their granddaughter's expression, they knew that their daughter was not talking nonsense. Then they felt heartbroken. The granddaughter must have been afraid of spending money, so she never told them.

Then he glanced at Song Xia and hummed: "This is a rare good decision, but many calligraphy and painting classes on the market now teach routines. Don't sign up for the wrong class at that time, which will ruin Tingting's life." talent.”

"I don't have any talent." Ye Tingting waved her hands quickly and said in a small voice, "Nowadays, the level of these extracurricular classes is uneven, and the prices are expensive. Don't waste this money."

Song Xia held her hand and looked at her firmly: "As long as you like it, it's not a waste of money. As for the level, we can look at a few more before choosing."

Ye Tingting opened her mouth slightly, and after feeling Song Xia's determination, she nodded slowly.

Song Xia also breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that her daughter would be too persistent and would not go. She knew her daughter's talent. In her previous life, she had taught herself how to make money by taking pictures online and became famous even though she had not participated in any training. It can be seen that the talent is not low. This time she must give her daughter enough capital to take this path.

"Then let's finish dinner early and go check out the training courses nearby. Don't make a decision in a hurry. Make sure you choose one that has real skills and that you like."

After saying that, she went to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients. There were some scallops, dangshen and fungus that she brought back last time in the cupboard. She took them out to soak and make chicken soup together later.

At the same time, I started to chop the stuffing. I can make dumplings or steamed buns later, and freeze it in the refrigerator. When Tingting gets up early to go to school, or when Dad comes back from the evening shift, he can warm it up and eat it, so that Mom doesn’t get up so early too.

"You didn't do this before." After looking at it for a while, the corners of Hua Ling's eyes felt a little sore, and then she turned away, "There is no salt at home, I'll buy some."

Song Xia didn't explain, but just asked him to bring back some more chopped green onions, and then started kneading and fermenting the dough. With one set of actions, it was both quick and clean.

The whole family knows how to make dumplings and steamed buns, but they are not as fast as Song Xia. The ones made by her are evenly sized and very delicate, as if they were copied.

The dumplings can be frozen immediately after being made, while the steamed buns need to be steamed and then frozen. After the steamed buns are steamed, she will have almost enough chicken soup, so she frees up the pot to cook other dishes.

"Eat a few steamed buns first to fill your stomach. The other dishes will be ready soon."

Ye Tingting looked at the hot, small and exquisite meat buns, and finally couldn't help but pick it up and take a bite. Because it was too hot, she didn't taste the first bite until it cooled down a little, and her eyes widened in surprise.

Are the buns made by my mother so delicious? Isn't it the filter she created herself?

It wasn't until her grandpa and grandma both said it was delicious after eating it that she was sure it wasn't her filter. It was really her mother who made it so delicious. She happily thought, after these two months, would she be able to eat it every day? Have you arrived at mom’s cooking?