The magical doctor mother raises the cute baby

Chapter 546 Le Si Nian's Cooking Skills
Hearing Le Tongtong's words, Le Yiren immediately raised his hand to pinch Le Tongtong's fleshy cheeks, and said with a smile, "Well, you Tongtong, how dare you laugh at my mother! Do you think that mother and baby Same, do you only wake up when you smell the aroma of rice?"

"It smells good, do you want to eat?"

In the corner of the heated kang, the baby who was sleeping soundly while hugging the quilt suddenly sat up, his eyes hadn't opened yet, and he asked vaguely.

Its subconscious action made Le Yiren and the three of them stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

Hearing the laughter of several people, the baby finally opened his eyes.

Looking at the three laughing in front of him, Bao Bao was puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"

The three of them looked at each other and laughed even more cheerfully.

Seeing that there was nothing to ask, the baby stopped talking.

Scratching his face with his furry paws, the baby climbed up from the kang.

It muttered as it got off the kang, "It's cold, what are you doing laughing so loudly, the heat in your body is gone by laughing, you should go to eat quickly, and sleep when you are full."

Listening to its muttering, Le Yiren couldn't help laughing even more.

Walking quickly to the baby's side, rubbing the baby's body a few times with his hands, Le Yiren sighed, "The baby has slept, ate, and slept all day, and his body has grown fat. , maybe it can be sold for a good price.”

The baby rolled his eyes when he heard the words, but the movement of walking outside did not stop at all.

Anyway, it also knew that Le Yiren was just talking casually, so he wouldn't really think about selling it.

Le Yiren took Le Tongtong's hand and walked out of the east room with Xiao Tianyou, and saw that in the small living room, four dishes and one soup had been set on the vermilion Eight Immortals table.

After going to the kitchen to wash his hands, Le Yiren couldn't wait to sit down at the Eight Immortals table.

Although there is no floor heating or kang in this small living room, because it is connected to the kitchen, the heat wafts over when cooking, and the space is really small, so it is not cold.

Coupled with the hot food on the table in front of him, the rising steam made people feel warmer from the bottom of their hearts.

Le Sinian had already prepared a bowl of pork rib soup for everyone, and Le Yi couldn't wait to take it up and took a sip.

The soup is very bright and drinkable, and there are no messy seasonings in it.

Pork ribs and some carrots are a very simple combination, but they are extremely delicious.

After several sips in a row, Le Yiren put down the bowl in satisfaction, and smiled at Le Sinian, "Brother, your cooking skills are improving very fast, you will soon catch up with me."

Le Sinian chuckled when he heard this, "I also feel that I'm making rapid progress."

Even though he said that, Le Sinian felt a little strange in his heart.

When he was on the mountain, he occasionally made some snacks, but the taste was obviously not as good.

But when he thought about cooking by himself, there was nothing special about it, Le Sinian put this thought aside again.

It is probably because Le Yiren said that his cooking is very delicious, so he has this illusion!

After several people finished their lunch lively, Le Yiren felt a lot more comfortable.

His head, which was a little drowsy because he didn't get enough sleep, no longer felt drowsy after eating enough.

After eating, Le Yiren remembered the red paper he bought.

After discovering that Xiao Tianyou had finished cutting, Le Yiren excitedly called for a pen and ink, and was ready to let Xiao Tianyou start writing.

(End of this chapter)