Chapter 40 About the Maniac Who Dotes on Sisters
“Xiaoer, your legs!”
Li Junping came into the room with a frown on his face: “You still have injuries on your legs. Why are you so careless?”
“And you, you don’t care about anything when you are playing!”
Baozhu was beaten by his elder brother! Reprimanded, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he hid behind Li Xiaoer, pouting his little mouth.
Li Xiaoer waved his hands quickly: "Brother, I'm fine. Look, isn't this good? Just let my sister play when she's happy. I'm really fine."
As he said that, he was naive again laughed.
"You don't care. When you become a lame, I'll see if you care or not!"
Li Junping looked at Li Baozhu seriously and said, "I will never meet your brother again. Do you know?”
This cold scolding made Baozhu’s eyes turn red instantly.
When she saw Jiang Nuanzhi, she immediately ran over and grabbed her sleeves: "Mother."
Then she hid pitifully behind Jiang Nuanzhi and secretly poked her head out to see Li Junping.
Li Junping frowned fiercely. When he was about to say something else, he saw Jiang Nuanzhi standing in front of Li Baozhu, so he closed his mouth, pursed his lips and looked at Li Xiaoer's legs, and then went to untie him. Soaked cloth on the wound.
Jiang Nuanzhi glanced at the little treasure with red eyes and a stick to his neck.
He glanced again at Li Xiaoer, who was in a hurry and wanted to coax his sister, but didn't dare to make any move.
He took another look at Li Junping, who was obviously very angry.
At that moment, he squatted down and looked at Xiao Baozhu, and asked: "Baozhu, did you not see your brother's legs when you were playing in the water?"
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Baozhu Her tears fell even more: "Mother, Baozhu didn't see it. Baozhu is not a bad boy."
As he spoke, he angrily waved his little fist: "Big brother is bad!"< br>
"Well, your eldest brother is fierce and a bit scary indeed." Jiang Nuanzhi nodded and said, "Why is your eldest brother suddenly so fierce? This is the first time my mother has seen him get angry."
Little Baozhu blinked his eyes and pouted and said: "It's because Baozhu accidentally got water on his brother's leg, and the elder brother was angry."
"Well, the elder brother is worried about his elder brother, that's why he is like this Really?"
Baozhu nodded: "Yes."
"Is Baozhu worried about my brother?"
Baozhu blinked his big eyes: "Yes. What will happen?”
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Spreading hot water on the wound will hurt. If it is treated quickly, it will have no effect. If it is treated late, it may become inflamed and red, and your brother will be in more pain."
Little Baozhu listened, and his eyes suddenly turned redder: "Baozhu doesn't know!"
Jiang Nuanzhi said: "Well, mother believes in Baozhu. So, do you want Baozhu to apologize to your brother?"
"Yes."
Baozhu immediately ran to Li Xiaoer: "Brother, I'm sorry, I will help you breathe. It doesn't hurt. I will never play with water again."
After saying that, he lay down and blew Li Xiaoer's legs.
"It's okay, brother, it doesn't hurt." Li Xiaoer went to comfort his sister and helped her wipe her tears: "Don't cry anymore, stop crying."
"Well, Brother is the best."
Little Baozhu suddenly smiled sweetly, and couldn't help but secretly look at Li Junping's face next to him.
Li Junping had already taken off the cloth strip wrapped around Li Xiaoer's leg, frowning and staring at the wound, ignoring his sister.
Jiang Nuanshang stepped forward and picked up Li Xiaoer. Looking back at Li Junping: "Ping'er, I'll take care of it. Don't be angry yet. Go help me make a fire."
Li Junping nodded and looked at his own brother's legs again. Say anything else.
Jiang Nuanzhi hugged Li Xiaoer and placed him on the fire bed, helping him clean his wounds.
Seeing that he still looked a little anxious, he couldn't help but laugh: "What? Are you worried that your brother will scold your sister again?"
Li Xiaoer smiled and scratched his head in embarrassment. : "My brother is sometimes very fierce and will scare my little sister."
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at his silly virtue and couldn't help but exhale: "Do you think you have nothing to do and you plan to do this in the future?"
At this moment, Jiang Nuanzhi understood why he was Affectionate male lead.
This boy treats someone with all his heart and soul, and he doesn’t even care about his own feelings. His wound had been soaked in water for a while, and the scab touched the water. Thinking it was involved again, there was faint blood flowing out. How could it not hurt? But he remained silent.
"My little sister likes to play, it's nothing. Ah Nuan, are you angry too?" the waiter asked.
Jiang Nuanzhi didn't realize it was a little funny: "Do you think your little sister will still be happy if she hurts you while playing?"
Li Xiaoer tilted his head and thought for a while: "If brother is not angry, little sister My sister won’t know.”
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn’t help but poked his forehead: “Silly boy, you can tell your little sister that your leg hurts and play somewhere else. Son. This way you don’t have to feel any pain, and your little sister can also have fun.”
Li Xiaoer still grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, “I’ll remember it later.”
Jiang Nuanzhi exhaled faintly: "Xiaoer, love your neighbor first and love yourself first. If you don't love yourself, then others will probably not feel comfortable in your love. They may feel guilty, or feel restricted, or gradually The earth does not value your love.”
The waiter blinked his eyes in confusion: "Ah Nuan, I don't know what it means."
Jiang Nuanzhi touched his head: "Even if you care about your sister in the future, you must also Take care of yourself. Don’t ignore your own feelings and don’t wrong your body.”
Waiter: “Oh, I understand.”
“Can I coax my little sister now?” ?”
Jiang Nuanzhi: “.”
Teaching children is definitely not something that can be accomplished in a day.
After all, I let him out to play with Little Baozhu.
The waiter still knew how to take care of his brother's mood. He went out to coax his sister for a while, and then Xiao Baozhu ran over and apologized to his elder brother.
Jiang Nuanzhi also started kneading the noodles.
She has tried instant noodles and she is quite comfortable with them.
The most tiring part is rolling out the noodles. After kneading the noodles, I take out a piece and make it into a thin pancake, roll it up and cut it into noodles. Then cooked or steamed. Then fry or dehydrate in the oven.
The cost of frying is relatively higher.
After all, the fuel consumption is there.
It would be much easier if it was just dehydrated noodles. The cost is also much cheaper.
In fact, if you want to dehydrate, it is also feasible to build an oven in the yard. There is a soil embryo at home. But there are no load-bearing iron plates or iron nets yet, so I will buy them all later and build them later.
I simply made the noodles first. I made more than ten kilograms of noodles in two batches, half for boiling and half for steaming.
The cooked part is soaked in cold water, then spread out on a clean table to cool and drained.
I also found branches of uniform thickness, tied them one by one with ropes, and connected them in series.
After it is tied firmly and then trimmed into a round shape of appropriate size, it becomes a simple curtain.
Put it in the pot, spread the noodles evenly on top, cover the pot and steam over high heat. Then take it outside to dry. This was repeated several times before steaming was finished.
Heat oil in a pan, divide the previously cooked noodles into portions by Jiang Nuanzhi, and fry them until they are set.
The fragrance suddenly filled the air.
Several children were controlled by force. Except for Li Junping, who still had some composure and was sitting there lighting the fire and watching, the other two little ones had already come to Jiang Nuanzhi, staring straight into the pot.
"Mother, this noodle tastes so good!" Xiao Baozhu said as she smashed her mouth.
The noodles were already deep-fried. Jiang Nuanzhi took them out without adding any seasoning. He split one of the noodles into three portions and gave them to them.
"It's delicious. The more you chew, the better it tastes. The more you chew, the better it tastes. Mother, this can definitely be sold for a lot of money."
Baozhu held the pancake as if reluctant to eat it, took out one and chewed it slowly, happy. His little eyes narrowed.
"Eat, there's still more left after eating."
"I've had enough, I'll keep it all for my mother to sell for money." Baozhu said.
Li Xiaoer nodded: "Well, that's enough for me." After saying that, his eyes were still staring at the noodles in the pot.
Li Junping took a bite and nodded unconsciously. He just looked at it for a while, then frowned and said, "Everyone should like it. But after spending so much oil, how much should I sell for this noodle? It's definitely not expensive. , after all, it’s noodles, not meat. If it’s cheaper, can we still make money?”
(End of this chapter)