Farmhouse full garden sweet-scented osmanthus

Chapter 1966 Red lotus seed soup

This pregnancy, the situation was not very good. Although the old man didn't say anything, Osmanthus could feel it, so inadvertently, she told her dream, that is to travel all over the mountains and rivers with Ling Chenyi, and live the life of the gods. life like a couple.

At that time, Osmanthus fragrans spoke in a low voice, but Ling Chenyi remembered it, not only remembered it, but also took it to heart.

In exchange for such touching words, there is still only a slight nod of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Osmanthus fragrans knew what was going on at this moment, like a rag doll, a little bit of wind could blow her away, with this appearance, how could she still have the opportunity to travel around the mountains and rivers?
It's just that under such circumstances, no one has the heart to destroy such a beautiful wish.

In the blink of an eye, another three months have passed. During these three months, under the care of old man Gu, Osmanthus fragrans has recovered more than half. A lot, and the color on the face is obvious, and it is no longer as white as before.

"Lady, come and taste the lotus seed soup I made for my husband. It must be delicious after cooking for more than four hours!" Ling Chenyi's excited voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

This voice instantly froze the smile on Osmanthus fragrans' face, and she looked at Huayu beside her as if asking for help, but she saw that Huayu was also dumbfounded.

Ever since Osmanthus fragrans gave birth to confinement and was able to eat normally, Ling Chenyi seemed to have fallen in love with the kitchen all of a sudden, almost every three or two days, he would make a meal for Osmanthus fragrans that he had "carefully" learned to eat.

Ever since the "food" attack at the inn, Guihua has no illusions about Ling Chenyi's cooking.

In the past two months, every time Ling Chenyi brought delicious food, except for the first two bites of sweet-scented osmanthus, Huayu basically ate the rest.

So when I heard that the son was cooking, I was as afraid as Osmanthus fragrans, and even more afraid, that is, the language of flowers.

"Msister, Mrs., you, why are you in the kitchen again? No, didn't I tell you, we have a cook at home, just let them do the work." Osmanthus fragrans pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly, and stammered.

"Then how can it be the same? What I cook for my husband is not only a bowl of food, but also a heart for you, my wife!" Ling Chenyi looked very excited, and personally put the bowl of red on the tray. He picked up something, and eagerly brought it to Osmanthus.

This is... lotus seed soup?

Osmanthus fragrans felt that her little heart was about to stop beating in an instant.

Other people's lotus seed soup is either white or slightly yellowish. Even if it is red, it is just red dates or wolfberries. How come this stuff turns into a bowl of red when it is in the hands of my husband?
"My lady, what's the matter?" Seeing that the sweet-scented osmanthus didn't respond to eating, and even showed a look of horror on his face, Ling Chenyi couldn't help but be puzzled.

He has tasted it after making it in the kitchen just now, it is very sweet!
"Sanggong, can you tell me again, what is the red thing in this bowl?" Osmanthus fragrans really couldn't bear it anymore, and she was really not sure if she would die because of having a child. Instead, it was first hung up on Ling Chenyi's cooking skills.

"Tremella and lotus seed soup!" Ling Chenyi seemed to take it for granted, "I read in the book that brown sugar is very good for women, especially postpartum women, so I replaced the rock sugar with brown sugar. I tasted it when it was just out of the pot. Yes, it's sweet!"

(End of this chapter)