Chapter 565: Chapter 565 Cold Noodles_1 Chapter 565: Chapter 565 Cold Noodles_1 Old Zhao chuckled, saying, “No wonder it’s different, this is certainly thought up by Hanhan.”
Yun Hao also smiled satisfactorily, “It was Hanhan’s idea. Dad, it’s hot weather, you’re getting old, there’s a fan here, you must use it.”
After this incident, Old Zhao didn’t dare to hesitate using electricity anymore.
Old Zhao was bedridden for several days after his heat stroke. Only after Meng Yunhan’s permission did he get out of bed.
“Grandpa, grapes….” Little Huzi already understood the concept of sharing, and since returning to Qingzhao Village, his sharing game has intensified.
“Dad, you eat. In a bit, I’ll make cold shrimp.” Meng Yunhan, having some time on hand, made a variety of cold dishes in the summer heat.
“Hanhan, the chilled cake from yesterday was very good.” Old Zhao’s first thought was whether it could be sold, but he ended up keeping those thoughts to himself.
“That chilled cake, Little Huzi ate several bowls of it…” Meng Yunhan watched her son gradually turn into a little foodie.
“Hanhan, when the weather cools down a bit, you should go to the army.”
Meng Yunhan couldn’t bear to leave Little Huzi and dad.
“Ahao has a bike, and he can ride it back when he’s free.”
Because of the hot weather, although Ahao couldn’t come back every day, he did so once every two days.
She made cold noodles, which Ahao appreciated a lot.
“Captain, my sister-in-law makes fantastic cold noodles.” Captain, when are you going back?
Yunhao glance at Lu Jianjun, “You have a lot of free time…”
Lu Jianjun shrugged, “I really do……”
Yunhao looked away, “The cold jelly my sister-in-law makes is even more delicious.”
Lu Jianjun started craving. This weather was too hot, he didn’t have much appetite, but eating something spicy and a little sour was really perfect.
“Captain, next time you go home, can you bring me a portion? Just one portion.”
Yunhao gave him a glance, “You better find a wife to cook for you.” Always thinking about what his wife makes.”
Lu Jianjun quickly found an excuse to leave, “Captain, I have something to do.”
He also missed his wife’s cooking.
He missed his wife too.
Go home tonight for a visit.
Having a bicycle made things a bit easier.
“Mom, it’s so delicious….” Little Huzi finished a bowl of cold shrimp and handed the empty bowl to Meng Yunhan, indicating he wanted more.
But Meng Yunhan refused, “You’ve already had two bowls, you can’t eat anymore.”
Little Huzi transfer his focus, “Grandpa, Grandpa….”
Old Zhao was charmed by Huzi’s hopeful gaze, “Hanhan, maybe give him….”
“Dad, Little Huzi really can’t eat anymore. Last time he ate those cold noodles, he ate too much, and his stomach upset him for quite some time.”
Old Zhao stopped talking.
In this hot weather, there’s little appetite, but the cold noodles Hanhan made was very appetizing. Not just Little Huzi, even he himself had eaten two bowls. But Huzi ate too much, and his stomach was uncomfortable for a while. In the end, he had to drink hawthorn water, and topped with skipping dinner, finally managed to digest it all. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹~𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮~𝚗𝚎𝚝
Little Huzi, seeing there was no help from grandpa either, gave up, choosing to eat his fruits instead.
When Yun Hao came back in the evening, Meng Yunhan made him supper.
“Hanhan, make me a jar of chili for tomorrow, it’s too hot and I can’t eat much, but a little spice makes it different.”
Meng Yunhan, watching as he wolfed down the noodles, replied, “Alright, I’ll make you some chili.”
Suddenly, she thought of Lao Gan Ma, chili paste, and figured adding some meat would make it even more delicious.
Next year, when they kill the chickens in the space, they would chop them up and make chili chicken.