Chapter 163： Can I?

Chapter 163 Can I?

Sanae knew her second brother very well. When she saw this situation, she could basically predict what would happen next. Therefore, she stopped washing vegetables and stood cautiously next to Hegu, looking back and forth between Hegu and Si Ningning. Scanning, not daring to move too much, let alone speak.

Si Ningning’s words also made Hegu realize something.

The so-called florist’s rabbit is not a simple story.

It has a meaning.

Flower gardener, flower gardener, Chinese family...this is what it means.

Big brother once taught me that although life today is hard, it was earned by many revolutionary veterans with their lives.

The most difficult time is over and the future will be good.

It will be him, and many children like him, who will make this country more and more prosperous!

How could he abandon the flower grower because of his temporary loneliness?

He Gu turned his head away and took a step back to avoid Si Ningning's hand.

"Yes, I'm sorry, uh... Si Ningning, I will be a good rabbit, like, like a big brother." He Gu turned sideways and wiped away his tears with his sleeves, "I am a strong rabbit! I am a little man. …I don’t cry, I don’t cry…”

However, more and more tears came to his eyes, Hegu's mouth was pursed, and his eyes were full of hesitation.

Big tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and he looked at Si Ningning's helpless apology, "Uuuu... Si, Si Ningning, I'm sorry, it's my fault... But I can't help it..."

“Second brother…” Sanae also started to burst into tears.

In the past, when her second brother cried, he would do so out of spite, but this time Sanae could clearly feel that her second brother was not being too petty, but really couldn't control it.

Sanae was young and didn’t know what to do. She looked at her second brother and then at Si Ningning, and could only secretly wipe her tears with red eyes.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you." Si Ningning crouched and took two steps forward, hugged Hegu into his arms, and gently patted the little guy's back to comfort him.

In just a short time, He Gu was sweating all over, and his back was burning hot.

Si Ningning suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

At first, she thought Hegu was a bit temperamental, but later she could see Hegu's efforts to suppress him.

This child... is really uncontrollable.

"It's not your fault... The first time you try to resist your inner resistance, you will feel a little overwhelmed and uncomfortable." Si Ningning hugged Hegu, lifted the clothes on his back and gently shook the fan, comforting him softly. Encouragement: “But Hegu, I believe you will succeed.”

“Do you believe in yourself?”

He Gu's emotions, which were on the verge of collapse, gradually calmed down with Si Ningning's soft comfort, and his cries turned into soft sobs.

He asked Si Ningning hesitantly, "Hiccup, can I do it?"

Without waiting for Si Ningning to answer, his chin was on his shoulders on Sining Ning.

Children's words Children's words are originally childish and innocent, but Hegu's voice quivered, full of sadness and hesitation.

Although Si Ningning's heart was heavy, at the same time, she caught a little bit of information.

The little hand continued to pat Hegu's back to comfort him, and Si Ningning lowered his voice and asked, "Why do you feel uncomfortable?"

“I, I don’t know either.” Hegu hesitated for a moment, and then said many words intermittently.

From the recent story, He Gu mentioned that he didn’t want to be as difficult as the gardener’s rabbit, and then talked about daily life, wanting the bed to be clean and tidy, wanting the chopsticks to be straight and symmetrical, etc.

Except for the first one, everything else is trivial.

However, it was these little things that made Si Ningning instantly grasp the key points.

“Ha…is that so?”

She suddenly laughed out loud.

Sanae frowned and looked at Si Ningning blankly.

He Gu sobbed and was a little confused.

He stood up straight from Si Ningning's arms, pursed his lips and asked in a crying tone, "What's this?"

"It's okay. Let me tell you, these are small things. As long as Xiao Hegu works a little hard, he can handle these small things perfectly." Si Ningning smiled brightly and took Hegu and Sanao back to the edge of the pond to wash the vegetables.

After that, he used the excuse of teaching the two of them to sing to divert attention, but in fact, in his heart, Si Ningning had basically sorted out the cause and effect of the matter.

Always emphasizing "cleanness", is this a mysophobia?

If you don’t want to eat, is it anorexia?

No…

If this is really the case, and Hegu really has a mysophobia, then when Si Ningning was weeding the cornfield before, why did he not hesitate to dig out the weeds in the soil with his hands?

For people suffering from mysophobia, isn’t this an extremely painful thing?

There is also anorexia. If it is really anorexia, then how can we explain the big bowl of cold skin yesterday, even if I hate the taste of raw garlic, I still ate all the grains. How can I explain this?

So, it’s not mysophobia or anorexia.

From the beginning, their efforts were in the wrong direction!

Si Ningning had a new guess in her mind. In order to confirm this guess, she took action while cooking.

Wash the stick bones and blanch them in a pot. Then wash the pot and fill it with water again, add various aniseed ingredients and seasonings to cook. At the same time, Si Ningning cuts off one third of the cleaned pig liver.

The educated youth’s knife was also brought over by Zhao Hongbing. It was fine at first, but recently it feels duller and duller.

Si Ningning took the kitchen knife and went outside. She rubbed the blade sideways against the doorstep a few times. Then she went back to the kitchen and rinsed it with water before cutting the liver. It was much faster.

Si Ningning cut the pork liver into thin slices. During the gap, she filled half a basin of water into the free wooden basin, threw a handful of green onions to Hegu and Sanmiao, and asked him to pick them both cleanly.

After rinsing the sliced ​​pork liver with water and pouring it into a bowl, Si Ningning glanced back to see He Gu and San Miao squatting in the main room with their backs to the kitchen, concentrating on picking onions without looking over. She quickly took out the seasonings and chicken essence from the space. Pour a little bit of , soy sauce, and oil into the bowl, and finally add two tablespoons of starch.

The seasoning bottles and bags were stored in the space. Si Ningning picked up the salt box on the stove, scooped out half a spoonful of salt and added it to the bowl. After mixing it well, he raised his head and shouted, "Are the onions ready?"

“It’ll be ready soon!” Sanae Nuonuo said.

Onions were delivered soon after.

Si Ningning quickly cut the green onion into pieces.

To be honest, she has cooked so much that Si Ningning’s knife skills are not perfect now. Thinking back to the first time she was cooking, when she had to cut bamboo shoots into thick slices, she would look carefully with her head raised and her eyes wide open, for fear of cutting her fingers. head.

Where would it be like now? The "嘘嘘嘘"" kitchen knife waved out the afterimage, and a small plate of chopped green onions was ready.

Add the white part of the scallions into the bowl of pork liver and stir to remove the fishy smell. At this time, the water in the back pot is almost boiling.

Si Ningning opened the lid of the pot, and the kitchen was instantly filled with smoke.

After pouring a handful of egg noodles into the pot, he poked them twice with chopsticks to spread them out. Si Ningning covered the pot and prepared to simmer for a while, when Sanae frowned and said, "Sister, educated youth, this is fine grain." Si Ningning turned around and looked at the two little guys with a smile: "Your eldest brother gave you the money ticket. Don't care whether it is fine grain or coarse grain. When the time comes, just serve it to the table and eat."

Sanae nodded confusedly.

Si Ningning pushed her two little heads and rushed to the main room: "The noodles will be cooked soon. Go to the main room and sit and wait."

"oh!"

As soon as the two little ones left, Si Ningning opened the lid of the pot, picked up the noodles with chopsticks and took a look. The noodles were not yet completely cooked. The pork liver was just right at this time. When the noodles were cooked, the noodles were just right and the pork liver was preserved. In its most tender state.

Most of the bowl of pork liver was poured into the pot. Si Ningning waited for four or five seconds before using chopsticks to break up the clumps of pork liver.

Cover the pot lid and let it simmer. During this time, Si Ningning took a handful of washed lettuce leaves from the basket, pinched one end in each hand, and twisted the handful of lettuce leaves into two parts.

Opening the lid of the pot and throwing the lettuce leaves in, the soup covered the leaves, and the stems, which were white a second ago, instantly turned into a crisp, tender and transparent color.

Si Ningning took a bowl and tasted the noodle soup. He felt it was a bit bland. He added half a spoonful of salt to the pot, shook the spatula twice, and then started to serve the noodles.

One is an aluminum lunch box, and the other is a coarse porcelain bowl, both containing half a bowl of noodles, half a bowl of pork liver soup, and finally crisp and steaming lettuce.

Si Ningning brought two bowls to the table one after another. Out of inner considerations, she paired the coarse porcelain bowl with a pair of clean and straight chopsticks.

As for the aluminum lunch box, the chopsticks that come with it are of course clean, but the two chopsticks are different colors, one is half new, and the other is covered with old marks.

Two bowls and two sets of chopsticks are both imperfect.

Si Ningning wanted to see what Hegu would choose.

 Sanae knew the character of her second brother, so she was very much in line with Si Ningning’s expectations, standing aside and waiting for He Gu to choose first.

As for the person involved, Hegu, after eating the cold noodles last time, the first thing he thought of was to choose Si Ningning’s aluminum lunch box. But when he got closer and saw the pair of chopsticks on the table, Hegu bulged his mouth and shook his head blankly.

After a while, he turned his head and looked to the other side.

The chopsticks over there are clean, but the bowl is a dark brown coarse porcelain bowl with many dark or light brown spots on the edge. Just looking at it makes He Gu feel uncomfortable.

Si Ningning pretended to pour water, but in fact she kept paying attention to the situation at the table. She found that Hegu's breathing was obviously heavier and thicker. Although he was not crying, he kept scratching hard behind the ears, looking very irritable.

Si Ningning put down the kettle, put the two bamboo cups on the table, and asked in time: "What's wrong?"

Hegu shook his head hesitantly, put down his hand and said nothing.

Si Ningning glanced at the two bowls on the table and asked proactively: "Don't you like these chopsticks?"

"Um…"

When Si Ningning mentioned chopsticks, Hegu nodded hesitantly and asked, "Si Ningning, where are your chopsticks?"

Si Ningning's chopsticks are made of aluminum and come with the aluminum lunch box. They are usually washed together with the lunch box and are very clean. Moreover, because they are made of metal, they will not become stale quickly like wooden chopsticks. situation.

"I just used it to mix pork liver, but it still smells fishy after washing, so I can't use it for the time being." Si Ningning made a casual excuse, then reached out and took the chopsticks from the thick porcelain bowl and asked Hegu, "In this case, you and me Sanae, can you change to a pair of chopsticks?”

“Then can I wash it?” He Gu’s voice had a hint of nasal sound.

Si Ningning shook his head and rejected Hegu's application, "I just washed it and it is clean."

"But…"

He Gu felt that the uncomfortable feeling in his heart came back. He swallowed the sour water in his mouth, bit his lips and looked at Si Ningning. His lips trembled for a while, and he took the chopsticks from Si Ningning's hand, turned over and sat down on the bench. On the bench.

He Gu raised his arms to wipe away his tears. Hegu picked up the noodles with chopsticks and cried while singing the song Si Ningning taught him just now by the well:

"Not afraid of wind and snow, I, my Chinese people, bleed without shedding tears..."

The crystal tears rolled into the noodle soup one by one, accompanied by the intermittent sounds of children.

Si Ningning stood aside and looked at He Gu, whose waist was straight, and her heart felt sour.

Yes.

It’s not mysophobia or anorexia.

But obsessive-compulsive disorder.

In this era, there is no such thing as "obsessive-compulsive disorder", and people's understanding of "obsessive-compulsive disorder" is approximately zero.

 And because the things that make Hegu feel uncomfortable and irritated are small things in daily life, people simply don't notice or even understand them.

In this situation of incomprehension, the attitude of adults may make children feel oppression, persecution, etc., making them more resistant...

Without understanding, the child will become introverted over time and resist communicating with others.

If the body is not full for a long time, the intestines and stomach will gradually shrink at first, and then the symptoms of "anorexia" will extend.

Everything is a subsequent symptom caused by obsessive-compulsive disorder...

Si Ningning’s idea has always been that as long as the problem is identified, the right remedy can be prescribed, but now...

Children and innocent, listening to such self-encouragement songs sung intermittently by a childish voice, Si Ningning suddenly felt that this healing process might not just be the torment of grain.

It will also be her torment.

Seeing Sanmiao standing stiffly at the table again, Si Ningning exhaled softly, tried her best to put on a gentle smile, and said softly: "Okay Sanmiao, Hegu will eat this bowl, then you can eat this bowl, okay?"

As he spoke, Si Ningning moved the porcelain bowl to the other side, took Sanmiao and sat across from He Gu, letting them sit face to face and separated, so that no one would affect the other.

“Thank you, educated youth sister.” Sanae smiled sweetly, picked up her chopsticks and ate seriously.

There was still a little bit of pork liver and more than half of the pot of noodle soup in the pot. Si Ningning took out the bowl and filled it up, then washed the pot and started cooking the meals for the educated youths.

During the break between busy work, I heard the little exclamation of Sanae from the main room: "Ah~! Second brother, this pork liver is delicious! It is much more delicious than the one made by the elder brother!"

When cooking these days, apart from oil and salt, other seasonings are rarely used, let alone buying starch to maintain the taste of the food.

Furthermore, Huo Lang is a rough guy, so he has no problem working, but asking him to cook and make delicious food is simply too difficult.

The reason why Sanae said this is because her family had cooked pork liver before, and her eldest brother did it.

Not only does it smell very fishy after it’s done, it’s also very dry, hard, and choking!

However, because she knew how precious food was, even if the taste was not satisfactory, Sanae still sat obediently at the table and ate the bowl of pork liver with her elder brother.

With the past as a comparison, Sanae narrowed her eyes, happy and satisfied to eat such fragrant and tender pork liver now.

(End of this chapter)