Chapter 577 Lard Bibimbap
Perhaps illness tends to make people vulnerable.
In the past, Anan always maintained his composure as an adult and never showed his childish and ignorant side in front of Nanzhi.
But now, he rarely acts coquettishly for Nanzhi.
Nanzhi asked him if he wanted to drink fish soup.
He wrinkled his face and spoke decisively:
"No."
Nanzhi was surprised.
Because Anan would almost never refuse her.
This made Nanzhi couldn't help but lean forward and look at him with concern:
"Why? Don't you like it?"
Anan twisted her eyebrows like a little bitter gourd:
"I've been eating fish for two days..."
He drawled, his tone soft.
Nanzhi couldn’t help laughing:
"Okay, I got it, I won't eat fish."
After a pause, he asked warmly,
"Does Anan want to eat?"
Anan didn't answer.
He stared blankly at Nanzhi's face.
The dim light above her head gave Nanzhi's face a light golden color, which made her feel warm.
Anan's vision suddenly became blurry, and he remembered many, many years ago——
At that time, he was in primary school.
The money-stealing incident in the variety show has happened, and he is highly hostile in school, with almost no one willing to be friends with him.
Why "almost"?
Because there was such a fool, with poor academic performance and slow reaction, he was maliciously nicknamed "mentally retarded" by other students.
He was the only one, because he didn't understand those variety shows or rumors. He just sat behind Anan, so he had a good relationship. He always claimed to be Anan's friend and took the initiative to invite Anan to his house for dinner.
Anan was unwilling to accept it at first, fearing that he would suddenly change his face like others, so his attitude was always cold.
I couldn't stand the other party's bullying, and even moved out of my mother's house.
He said: ‘My mother is very good at making lard bibimbap! So delicious! ’
Those two words moved the orphan Anan.
Anan finally couldn't resist and nodded.
Anan followed the friend to his house and met his mother, who was just like in his fantasy, gentle-tempered, soft-spoken, and always with a slight smile on her face.
She was particularly happy for Anan's arrival and offered to make lard rice for Anan.
Lard bibimbap is very simple. You just need to scoop a few spoons of lard on top of the freshly steamed rice, pour some soy sauce, and sprinkle with chopped green onion.
Anan watched her busy in the kitchen without blinking.
In the small celadon bowl, the steaming rice is almost rising.
The snow-white lard is placed on the rice, and the heat with the aroma of rice melts the lard, exuding the rich aroma of fat.
Add a little soy sauce to make every grain of rice coated in oil and set against the fresh green scallions.
A bowl of rice like that was simply the best food in the world in Anan's eyes at that time!
Unfortunately, Anan didn't eat it in the end.
Because just when Anan, his friend, and his friend's mother sat down around the table, they were about to start.
My friend's father came back and recognized him immediately.
‘How do you play with this kind of person? Let him go back quickly! ’
Anan left his friend's home sadly.
Later, friends are no longer friends.
Just as Anan feared countless times.
The friend repeated it in front of him in fear the next day:
'My dad said you are a bad boy and he doesn't want me to play with you...'
Anan doesn't blame him.
I just regret not eating that bowl of lard bibimbap.
……
"I want to eat... lard bibimbap..."
When Anan himself didn't even notice, his inner fragility and longing were revealed inadvertently.
Nanzhi thought she heard it wrong:
"What? Lard rice?"
Anan came to his senses in a daze.
He remembered that he was recording a variety show on the island and how difficult the surrounding environment was, and he suddenly felt very upset!
"No...no, no, I'm just talking casually!" Anan was so frightened that he woke up completely.
Nanzhi was thoughtful.
Seeing this, Anan repeated again with some eagerness:
"I really just said it casually! And the lard rice and other stuff can be eaten anytime after we leave the island!"
Seeing that he was so nervous that he was about to sit up, Nanzhi quickly pushed Anan back into the bed and tucked the corners of the quilt.
"Okay, I understand, you have a good rest."
Anan nervously clutched the corner of the quilt:
"You don't know how to make lard bibimbap, do you?"
Nanzhi laughed dumbly:
"We are on an island, where do we get lard and rice? But don't worry, as soon as you leave the island, your mother will take you to eat lard rice!"
Anan felt relieved.
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The power of cold medicine swept over me like a tidal wave.
His eyelids began to grow heavy and fight...
"Okay... let's go eat... later..."
He murmured softly.
until the sound disappears.
Nanzhi stared at his little face for a long time.
After making sure Anan was asleep, she got up and walked out.
Fu Chao and Qing Xi were squatting in the corridor boredly.
Probably because they were worried about Anan's condition, they were too lazy to do anything.
Hearing the creaking sound of Nanzhi stepping on the floor, the uncle and nephew turned around in surprise.
"How is brother Yiyi?"
"Ah...Is he feeling better?"
Facing the two eager faces, Nanzhi remained calm.
She first touched Qingxi’s head:
"Xiaoxi, can you do a favor for your aunt?"
Children love to help and have a strong sense of mission!
As expected, Qingxi patted her chest:
"Don't worry...ahem...don't worry, leave it to me!"
His little slap was so hard that he almost choked on his saliva!
Nanzhi was amused by him and couldn't help pinching the tip of his nose:
"Then help my aunt take good care of my brother, okay?"
Qingxi gave a less than standard salute:
"Obey, sir!"
Nanzhi then gave some instructions.
Qingxi listened carefully, accepted the task, and stepped into the room aggressively.
Fu Chao was particularly worried.
But he just watched Qingxi enter the house and did not follow her.
Then he asked:
"Do you have any plans?"
Nanzhi nodded and immediately told Anan that she wanted to eat lard rice.
“Lard bibimbap?”
Fu Chao's eyebrows were almost knotted!
Apparently, he also felt that lard and rice were not so easy to come by.
Fu Chao hesitated:
"Why don't you... ask the program team for it? If your child is sick, they should take some responsibility!"
Nanzhi shook his head:
"What if the audience accuses you of breaking the rules?"
She didn't want Anan to be scolded, even just a few words.
Fu Chao scratched his face and had to say that Nanzhi's worries were justified.
The brother and sister were in deep thought.
[This island is full of seafood, but it’s so difficult to find lard and rice! 】
[The child just wants to eat lard rice, so why does the program team open a small back door? 】
[That’s right, isn’t this a special situation? 】
[Afraid of audience criticism... This reason is very real. 】
【Who dares to scold? Who dares to scold? 】
[Well, isn’t that the one in front of you? 】