Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 312 Best Wishes (Part [-])

Abandoning the chopsticks, Lu Zhengguo picked up the spoon on the table, followed suit, and successfully scooped up the first ball.

Like Lu Xuan, the first ball she scooped up was not given to herself, but turned to Lin Yunyun.

After giving it, he picked up another ball, put it under his eyelids and studied it for two seconds, moved it to his mouth, blew on the hot ball, and took a tentative bite.

As soon as the teeth broke through the skin, the clear juice splashed out. Lu Zhengguo widened his eyes and bit off a small piece of meatball meat. The soft and firm meatball skin was mixed with mellow meat, and the taste that he had never tasted filled the whole body in an instant. taste buds.

Fresh, salty, smooth, tender and juicy.

Regardless of talking, Lu Zhengguo uncontrollably sped up his chewing speed, and the fresh and salty taste of Sixi meatballs completely filled his taste buds, instantly satisfying his body and mind.

He glanced at the others at the table with a satisfied smile on his face.

After smacking the taste in his mouth, Lu Zhengguo took another bite of the tender meatball, and finally understood why the three of them were so excited just now.

Everyone at the table was silently eating the food in their mouths, without bothering to speak.

Nan Shu took a sip of porridge, and the sweet taste diluted the salty taste in her mouth, "This is Sixi meatballs, which symbolize the four great joys in life: Fulu Shouxi."

"Laba porridge, December in China is called the twelfth lunar month. Laba porridge is the porridge eaten on December [-]th, which means perfection, harmony, warmth and gratitude."

"Uh-huh."

Everyone made two breath sounds from their nasal cavity.

It's not perfunctory, they have memorized every word of Nanshu, but now they really have nothing to say.

After 5 minutes, the Sixi meatballs on the table were successfully divided up.

When Doyle looked up, he saw an empty plate with big red shading and oil stains.

"There are no balls, so I'll take a small ball."

Nan Shu followed Doyle's chopsticks and saw that Doyle's chopsticks were holding a glutinous rice ball firmly.

Nan Shu smiled helplessly.

The glutinous rice balls are crystal clear and moist, small and exquisite. Compared with Sixi balls, aren't they just "small balls"?

Just as she was thinking about it, Lu Xuan changed a clean spoon and scooped a dumpling for her.

Nan Jue noticed the clean spoon in Lu Xuan's hand, her big black eyes flashed lightly, and she opened her mouth and said, "Mom—"

The little milk's voice was soft and waxy, and Nan Shu looked at him.

Nan Jue's small arms were stretched out, holding the spoon with soft fingers. On the top of the spoon, there was a crystal round glutinous rice ball. It was difficult to stretch out the arms, and it was very difficult to shake them.

Nan Shu immediately picked up the bowl and moved it to Nan Jue's hand. With a shake of Nan Jue's hand, the balls fell steadily into Nan Shu's bowl.

"Okay."

Nan Jue watched her balls fall into Nan Shu's bowl, her big black eyes curved up, the dimples on her cheeks were sweet, and she smiled contentedly.

A chuckle overflowed from Nanshu's lips.

"Thank you Baby."

Nan Jue tilted her head, nodded, soft and arrogant, "Yeah."

Lu Xuan looked at the glutinous rice balls that had just been filled in her spoon, raised her chin slightly, and turned the spoon that she was going to pass to Nan Shu, and moved it to the side of Nan Jue's bowl. With a backhand snap, the crystal glutinous rice balls fell into Nan Jue's bowl .

Nan Jue blinked, a little dazed.

The glutinous rice balls didn't fall into mother's bowl, but fell into his bowl?

"Eat more, grow taller." Lu Xuan said.

This sentence successfully made other people at the table look sideways.

How come it feels different when Lu Xuan utters such a normal sentence?
Doyle is used to being unruly, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said everyone's aspirations: "How come you eat a breakfast like a family of three."

Lu Xuan glanced at Doyle, but smiled silently.

Lu Zhengguo laughed out loud, but also remained silent.

Qin Qingbai's eyebrows twitched, looking at Doyle who was unaware, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

On the contrary, it was Qin Ye, looking at the scene in front of him, his rosy thin lips tightened, and his flowing peach eyes deepened.

Nan Shu was the calmest, took a bite of the glutinous rice balls, smiled lightly at Doyle, "Uncle Daoyer, this isn't called Xiaowanzi, it's called Tangyuan."

"sweet dumpling?"

"That's right, white and crystal clear, soft and round, floating and sinking in the soup, they are called glutinous rice balls."

"Very appropriate." Qin Ye answered.

"Not only is it appropriate, but the meaning is also good."

"What's the meaning?" Several people were very interested, and all looked at Nan Shu.

Nan Shu lowered her head, looked at the glutinous rice balls in the bowl, and said with a smile, "It's round and round, round and round."

reunion.

Lu Zhengguo was stunned, looked at the white crystal dumpling in the bowl, opened his mouth, with a smile on his face, and also seemed to be very emotional, "Happy reunion."

They were born in a military family, and they get together less and leave more, and reunion is the best.

The others also nodded, chewing the glutinous rice balls in their mouths, the sweet filling seemed to be sweet to their hearts at once.

Reunion is good, who doesn't like it, who doesn't want reunion?

Maybe it was the glutinous rice balls that aroused their unique interest in the food in front of them. While eating, they asked Nan Shu various questions.

"What is it called?"

"Is there any moral?"

"How did this work, and how did the people of Ancient China come up with it?"

···
In Cuitang Garden, the delicious and rich food is full of aroma, the red and rich window grilles and the crystal white snow complement each other, the beautiful meaning echoes in everyone's heart, and the warmth and happiness that has never been felt is born.

virtual star network.

The warm New Year's flavor of Cuitang Garden is missing, but the good expectations for everyone in the new year are the same.

"In the new year, I hope to become a better version of myself."

"Family health, promotion and salary increase!"

"Everything works out."

"Interstellar 3110, please be nice to me."

Many good wishes were sent out, about oneself, about relatives, about...Nan Shu.

"Ah, it's a new year, so let's wish Shubao a happy heart."

"I hope Shushu will become more and more beautiful and better."

"I wish Shushu peace and happiness!"

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Looking around, there are many good wishes about Nan Shu.

But slowly, the painting style became magical.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

"Save the children, in the new year, I want to watch cultural live broadcasts and cultural programs."

"Don't mention it, it's all tears. There is only one cultural live broadcast and one cultural program in the whole interstellar world, and we have made it impossible."

Netizens wept online.

Before the live broadcast, they could comfort themselves, saying that Nan Shu would start the live broadcast when she had rested, but now that they knew the news that Nan Shu would not start the live broadcast, they lost even the last bit of hope.

Sad, want to cry.

Through this incident, netizens understood for the first time what is meant by "it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal."

Nanshu didn't make her debut, and when there was no cultural live broadcast, they didn't feel anything. Now that there is no cultural live broadcast and cultural programs, they realize the preciousness of live broadcast.

There are too few books on culture in the whole interstellar world. Without Nanshu, they can rarely get in touch with culture.

Not to mention the wonderful and interesting culture that has been passed down for a long time, such as "ink paintings, poems and songs" that Nan Shu said before.

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Of course, Nan Shu didn't hear the voice calling for her on the Internet.

At this time, she was chatting with a group of friends.

Everyone rubbed their stomachs and sat comfortably on the sofa.

(End of this chapter)