Chapter 99

In fact, the food market is not dirty, but it still has a smell. Ruan Xia came home after buying the food as fast as he could. It was still early. Wangzai had lunch with his friends in the kindergarten. Song tingshen seldom came back for dinner during this period, but she still sent him a wechat, Asked him if he would come back for dinner in the evening, and got a positive answer, Ruan Xia began to concentrate on studying the recipe.

After graduating from University, she began to live alone. Sometimes she didn't want to eat takeout, and she would cook some simple meals by herself. She could use kitchen utensils. She ordered tonight's meals, including Coke chicken wings like by Wangzai, braised pork ribs like by song tingshen, and sour and spicy potato shreds and mushroom rape. They have meat and vegetables, and the nutrition match is very balanced.

These four dishes are not difficult. Ruan Xia has been preparing carefully since four o'clock.

When Ruan Xia cut the two potatoes into silk successfully, she could hardly stand up. Cooking was not as simple as she thought

Fortunately, although she is a kitchen white, she doesn't know anything. She tasted the four dishes she made according to the recipe, and the taste is not bad. Although she can't catch up with her aunt's level, she can barely pass the customs.

Ruan xiadun was very confident. As long as she practiced hard and for a long time, the cooking would be better. If she wasn't busy at work, their family would have no problem eating dinner three times.

She is not afraid to live such a life. She is an ordinary person, and as long as she is with song tingshen and Wang Zai, she can be calm even if she has to face the next test.

When Wang Zai and song tingshen come back, dinner is ready. Ruan Xia specially takes fruit out of the refrigerator and prepares to show her hand in front of them after eating. She cuts a fruit plate or something to prove that she can take good care of their father and son even without their aunt.

Song tingshen and Wang Zai look at the four dishes on the table. They are all incredible.

"Mom, are you doing all this?" Wang Zai gave a whoa.

Ruan Xia was still wearing an apron and proudly raised her chin. "Yes, these are all made by your mother and me! Wash your hands and get ready for dinner. "

Song tingshen looks at Ruan Xia in surprise. He says nothing and leads Wang Zai to the bathroom to wash his hands.

He didn't forget to tell his family, "no matter how delicious it is, we should have a good meal. We can't say that mom's cooking is not delicious, you know?"

It's not that song tingshen doesn't believe Ruan Xia. The noodles she cooks taste very good. But think about it carefully. It doesn't need any technical content to cook noodles at all. Cooking is different. Moreover, the dishes she cooks today still have some skills to test.

The child didn't know how to cover up, and song tingshen didn't expect that Wang Zai's reaction would hurt Ruan Xia, so he put forward a high-level request, even if it wasn't delicious, he had to make a real fragrant appearance.

Wang Zai, after all, is a child. He only expects his mother's cooking. He urges song tingshen, "Dad, hurry up! I want to eat my mother's meal! "

Song tingshen sighed: "did you listen to what Dad said just now? If you make your mother unhappy, you have to bear the consequences. "

Father and son washed their hands and came to the dining room. Ruan Xia even filled them with rice. As soon as she sat down, she looked at them expectantly and urged them to move chopsticks.

Wang Zai was not afraid at all. He took a piece of chicken wing directly from the plate and chewed it up. At the same time, he said vaguely, "eat well!"

As long as the chicken wings of cola are in accordance with the recipes, the taste is basically not too bad.

In children's mind, mother's food is of course the best.

Song tingshen holds a piece of spareribs from the plate with half confidence. To be fair, the taste is just ordinary, and the meat is a little firewood. However, it's not hard to eat. Especially, the spareribs are made by Ruan Xia. His brow stretches out, and he gives a thumbs up. "It's delicious."

Ruan Xia said triumphantly, "of course."

What a success she made today. She didn't cut her fingers or get splashed with hot oil. Everything went well. At last, she was praised by their father and son.

Song's father and son really enjoyed the show. The family of three worked together to eat all the four dishes.

After supper, song tingshen took over the task of cleaning up the mess very consciously. Fortunately, there was a dishwasher at home, which was also simple and convenient to clean up. Wang Zai was sitting on the sofa watching cartoons, song tingshen was cleaning up the dinner table, and Ruan Xia was preparing to cut fruits. Everyone was busy. On this winter night, it was very warm.

Song tingshen takes advantage of Wang Zai's inattention, learns Ruan Xia's last appearance, hugs her from behind, and whispers, "how do you think of cooking? You didn't love to go into the kitchen before."

Ruan Xia cut the apple and said, "there are always some things to learn to do."

In her past world, she was just an ordinary person. After work every day, she had to solve her own dinner and wash her own clothes. Now she comes to the world, but she has been a rich lady for several months. Does she really forget who she is? Besides, she has a husband and children now. She always has to learn to do some things. She will not be in a hurry after learning early.

Song tingshen took the fruit knife in her hand and held her hand. "But I hope you can do less housework and hurt your hands."

"I've protected it very well. As long as I don't wash the dishes, I can make a hand mask later." Ruan Xia listened to song tingshen's words. In fact, she was as sweet as honey. She was much luckier than most people. At least this man would love her at present, rather than think that as a mother and a wife, she should do these things.

"Otherwise, let's hire another aunt." Song tingshen suggested.

Although Ruan Xia seems to be very enthusiastic about cooking now, song tingshen still doesn't want her to work hard. It will be a lot easier for her to hire an aunt, and she can also have enough time to do what she wants, such as going to the baking class.

Ruan Xia's first reaction was to refuse, "no!"

What Auntie do you want? They all have to cut down on food and clothing right away. Even if they have a lot of savings, they can't spend it blind!

They still have children! Raising children is a big expense!

"Why? Aunt can't come until after the new year. "

Ruan Xia patted her chest, "isn't this me? I can cook and clean. "

Song tingshen was silent for a few seconds. "Are you sure?"

"Of course." Ruan Xia has a chance to educate song tingshen. "I can't rely on Auntie for everything. Anyway, I have nothing to do at home. I think it's exercise. Moreover, it can save a little. Auntie's salary is not low. The salary given to her in one month is enough for ordinary people's all expenses."

Song tingshen: "..."

"Well, if I'm really busy, I can ask an hour man to clean the house. It's too big." Ruan Xia used to like this big house, but now he thinks it's too big and hard to clean it, but it doesn't matter. When they move to a smaller house later, maybe they don't need to work hour.

Ruan Xia is also slowly developing her habit of keeping accounts. She has written down the expenses of these days.

I don't remember. Once I started to keep accounts, I knew how much the expenses of the three members of their family were now. Of course, her car and song tingshen's car consumed a lot of gas. They added at least hundreds of gas at a time. Fortunately, she asked the gas station's gas man today and said that there would be activities every week. For example, it's Friday and the price will be reduced for one day, although it's only one day A few cents a litre But mosquito meat is also meat! many a little make a mickle!

For dinner, it's a good thing that she went to the vegetable market today to buy dishes. All of these dishes add up to dozens of yuan. Ribs are a little expensive. You can eat less later, but song tingshen likes to eat Ruan xiatuo thought about it, and wrote down on the paper: Wang Zai's father likes to eat it, once a week.

In the future, she should try her best to control three meals a day within 60 yuan of the cost of a day, to ensure that there are meat and vegetables, but also to save costs.

When Ruan Xia was bookkeeping, song tingshen came to the bedroom door, saw that she didn't close the door, and walked in directly.

Ruan Xia is sitting in front of her dresser, calculating one by one, and typing several strokes with a calculator from time to time.

She was so focused that she didn't notice that song tingshen had come behind her.

Song tingshen robbed her account book.

Ruan Xia then reacted and was shocked. He patted his chest and glared at him angrily. "You can't walk soundlessly. You scared me to death!"

Song tingshen looked at her one by one, with a puzzled look on her face. "Do you keep accounts?"

It's a good habit to keep accounts, but do you also need to keep accounts of potatoes, vegetables and ginger?

And what the hell are the remarks on her?

Ribs are too expensive. Wang Zai's father likes them. Can they be eaten once a week?

Why can I only eat once a week? Does he need to be so pathetic?

The fuel charge is too expensive. You can go to Canada on Friday. There is a discount for recharging on the 10th of every month. You can send a fuel coupon.

Daily necessities can be bought online, free delivery, and generally cheaper than supermarkets.

Ruan Xia nodded, "I want to cultivate my habit of keeping accounts."

Song tingshen, with a strange face, asked at last: " Have you been short of money lately? "

Without waiting for Ruan Xia to answer, he said, "if you are short of money, you can tell me directly. I will give you my card later. There is no limit. You can spend it at will."

In fact, the food market is not dirty, but it still has a smell. Ruan Xia came home after buying the food as fast as he could. It was still early. Wangzai had lunch with his friends in the kindergarten. Song tingshen seldom came back for dinner during this period, but she still sent him a wechat, Asked him if he would come back for dinner in the evening, and got a positive answer, Ruan Xia began to concentrate on studying the recipe.

After graduating from University, she began to live alone. Sometimes she didn't want to eat takeout, and she would cook some simple meals by herself. She could use kitchen utensils. She ordered the meals tonight, including the Coke chicken wings like by Wangzai, the braised pork ribs like by song tingshen, as well as the sour and spicy potato shreds and mushroom rape. There were meat and vegetables, and the nutrition match was very balanced.

These four dishes are not difficult. Ruan Xia has been preparing carefully since four o'clock.

When Ruan Xia cut the two potatoes into silk successfully, she could hardly stand up. Cooking was not as simple as she thought

Fortunately, although she is a kitchen white, she doesn't know anything. She tasted the four dishes she made according to the recipe, and the taste was not bad, although she couldn't catch up with her aunt