McGonagall was also a little surprised to see Cinderella, who was helped out of the carriage by Vanessa and the maid in waiting.
In his memory, the queen has always been dignified and elegant, speaking softly and gently.
But now she looks pale and thin. She can still see a faint silver thread in her hair. She looks like a teenager.
McGonagall had thought of the reason, thought it was Joe's death, brought her great sadness.
No matter what kind of devil he is in the eyes of the world, in her heart, after all, she was pregnant and gave birth in October, and raised the child through all hardships.
For such a mother, McGonagall could not bear any disgust. Instead, he thought of his own death in a trance. I don't know whether the indifferent woman would be sad.
McGonagall leaned aside and watched as Vanessa and the maid of waiting helped her through the door. She went inside and sat down.
The heating is on in the restaurant and the temperature is very comfortable.
Winissa helps cindra untie her fox fur and drape it on the chair so that she can lean back comfortably.
"What would you like to eat?" MEG poured them two glasses of warm water with two drops of water of life.
"Please." Cindra nodded slightly to Meg, holding the crystal glass in her cold hand. She felt the temperature and took a drink with her glass.
The sweet water of life meets the dry lips and nourishes them. The faint fragrance slides into her throat. It seems that the dry earth suddenly gets the nourishment of sweet spring, which makes her eyebrows and eyes open.
The water of life is not a precious thing in the royal family, but after drinking a glass of water slowly, hindra felt that she was alive again.
She felt the hunger, the weakness, and the hunger for food.
"Look, mother, what would you like to eat?" Vanessa pushed the menu to Cinderella, and her eyes were scanning the menu. When she saw the new dishes, she couldn't help swallowing.
"You want some." Cindra said with a smile.
Vanessa looked at it for a while and said, "I'll order you a preserved egg and lean meat porridge first, then two soup pouches and a cup of soybean milk. Soup pouches are new products, and I haven't eaten them, but they should look very good."
"Good." Cinderella nodded.
McGonagall watched Vanessa close the menu and said with a smile, "what about you? What did you eat? "
"Me?" Vanessa was surprised. She shook her head and said, "it's not business hours. You can't trouble boss Mai to cook for me. It's very good that you can cook for my mother."
"Try sliced noodles. It's a new product that came out the day before yesterday, and two more soup pouches." McGonagall turned into the kitchen with a smile and didn't give Vanessa a chance to refuse.
The girl's eyes turned green when she was looking at the menu, but she had to resist saying not to eat.
"This Mr. McGonagall is a good man." Hindra looked at McGonagall's back and said with a gentle smile. When he picked up the kitchen knife, he was slightly stunned. It seemed that he was familiar with his side face, but could not remember who he looked like.
"Yes, boss Mai is a super good man. But for him, I can't eat now." Vanessa nodded her head and chin at MEG in the kitchen, her eyes full of the changing shape of dough in his hands.
The dough was delivered in advance last night, but steamed buns and sliced noodles have to be made now.
Fortunately, in the pot, there was preserved egg and lean meat porridge for the cleaners, which would be just right. First, she served a bowl of porridge for Queen sindera and asked her to cushion her stomach.
Just out of the pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, steaming with heat, a few green scallions sprinkled on the surface, the meat aroma is coming.
Cindra, who had not eaten for several days, smelled the smell of meat, and her stomach began to purr uncontrollably. Her eyes were fixed on the porridge in front of her.
A little bit of lean meat is hidden in the snow-white porridge, and there are pieces of preserved eggs with amber texture dotted among them. The green scallions make the color bright and bright.
"It's a little hot. Mother, be careful." Vanessa took the spoon and put it in the bowl, whispering.
"Well." Hindra thought it was funny. When she was a child, she always reminded the little guy to be careful. Now it's the reverse. She feels warm in her heart.
Scoop up a spoonful of porridge with a spoon, blow it gently, and then feed it to your mouth.
The hot porridge melts immediately in the mouth, and the texture is thick, but the taste is smooth. The shredded meat is also soft. Bite it open gently, and the meat is delicious.
After swallowing, I just feel a warm current slowly sliding down my throat into my stomach. After being tortured by hunger for many days, I feel that my whole body becomes comfortable.
Preserved egg taste slightly elastic, and has a special flavor, giving this bowl of porridge a deeper taste.
The original sense of resistance to food completely collapsed in this porridge.
"The queen has eaten!" One side of the maid of honor surprised to cover his mouth, you know these days the Imperial Palace chefs racked their brains to make all kinds of food for the queen, but she did not eat a mouthful, did not expect that now because of a bowl of simple porridge opened Jade mouth.
"Sure enough, my mother will eat the food made by boss Mai!" Vanessa was also very happy and excited. Fortunately, she was not in a hurry to go to the doctor. Otherwise, she didn't know how to explain to her father.
Cindra took one bite after another. After a while, a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge came down.
Looking at the bottom of the bowl, she realized that she had just gobbled it up. She was a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, there is no one else in the restaurant. McGonagall is busy in the kitchen. He should not have seen it.
"Is it delicious?" Vanessa wiped the corners of her mouth with a silk scarf and asked with a smile.
"It's the most delicious porridge I've ever had." Cindra nodded with a smile.
After this bowl of porridge, hindra only felt that her strength had recovered a lot, her spirit had become active, and the haze in her heart had been swept away. It seemed that her life had become hopeful.
If the rising sun in the morning gives her the courage to start again, this bowl of porridge makes her feel the beauty of life again.
The temperature warmed her heart, while the delicious food brought her a long lost sense of happiness.
"This is a soup filling bag. There is a simple introduction to how to eat it on the menu. The soup inside is very hot. Be careful." MEG came out with two cages of soup bags, three in each cage, and put them in front of Cinderella and Vanessa.
"Thank you, boss Mai!" Vanessa winked at him, grateful.
MEG just laughed and turned back into the kitchen.
Joe was killed by him, but McGonagall didn't feel guilty about it.
This breakfast is about love. It's about Vanessa. It's not about Joe.