"I'm fine." Jiang Yao looks at Cheng Jinnian and raises his hand to touch his head. "Then slowly."
Jiang's mother didn't think Jiang Yao was OK. She drummed in the kitchen for a while and brought a cup of sour plum soup to Jiang Yao. "Drink the strong taste of sour plum. I pickled it myself. You loved it when you were a child. Try it."
"Sour plum, sour......" Lu Chenyang wrinkled his little face into a ball as soon as he mentioned sour plum, and then shook his body to make a sour look.
The little guy didn't know how to be sad, carefree, innocent words, innocent actions, let Jiang Yao look at them, and then he smiled.
"Yes, sour plum." Jiang Yao's heart is warm. Her little guy knows to make his mother happy.
It's such a sweet little guy.
When Jiang Yao heard the taste of sour plum soup, it really aroused her appetite to taste it. She bowed her head and took two drinks. Jiang Mu's craftsmanship was really good. She drank half of the bowl.
Lu Chenyang stood on the edge of Jiang Yao and looked at him. He was greedy. He reached out to hook Jiang Yao's arm. "Mom, would you like to leave me a bite? I would also like to drink it. "
"There's something else in it. Let your grandma dress you up." Jiang Fu was greedy Lu Chenyang to amuse smile of the face of the wrinkles have come out.
Jiang Mu immediately went into the kitchen and came out a few minutes later with two bowls in her hand.
One bowl is for Lu Chenyang and the other for Cheng Jinnian.
Sour plum grows from the trees planted at home, and then Jiang Mu marinates it herself. Unlike sour plum sold outside, which has all kinds of additives, eating too much is not good for children and pregnant women.
Lu Chenyang and Cheng Jinnian took a drink and looked up tacitly, "it's sour and sweet!"! "
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