Sunday morning at 8am...around this time, Theerak is usually sleeping peacefully in bed until noon, but today, he wants to wake up early to make food for Muenfah.
The little person wearing a yellow apron with sunflower patterns was engrossed in a pot of soup. Theerak has never gone to the kitchen to make food before. Every time he helps his mother cook, he only cuts and washes vegetables according to his instructions. Last night, Theerak asked his mother to show him how to cook egg tofu soup. At that time, he thought it wasn't too difficult, but when he started doing it, he realized it wasn't easy at all.
"Once the water boils, add the minced meat. You need to roll the meat into balls..."
Theerak used his hands to roll the minced meat into balls and put them in a pot of boiling water. At this time, he realized how good his mother was when he could cook more than a dozen dishes, because he found it difficult to just make egg tofu soup.
"Good chef, how are you?"
He took his eyes off the pot of soup and turned to look at the familiar voice. His mother smiled and walked over and tilted his head to look at his pot of soup. Theerak smiled brightly when he saw his mother smiling and nodding.
"Rak Nerand's soup looks pretty good..."
"Do you think Rak's egg tofu soup will be delicious?"
Mom laughed and said, "Rak, just taste it."
"Mom told Rak to taste it when he finishes cooking..."
"That's right... When Rak has put everything in, then taste it."
"Mom...How many pills do you usually put in Knorr?"
"How much is the pot of soup... 1 tablet is enough."
Because one pill was very small...Theerak immediately put in two pills "..."
"How many pills did Rak put in?"
Theerak forced a smile and held up two fingers to his mother, "...Two pills, mom."
"Ouch...It's going to be really salty, Rak."
"..."
"Let me help you..."
"Mom, Aunt Aon is here to pick you up."
"Really?"
Mom was holding a cup, planning to do something, looking back and forth between his sister and uncle. Every Sunday, his aunt would come pick up his mother to help his make cakes to sell at the shop. At this point, Theerak knew his mother had to go. He smiled and took the cup back from his mother.
"Mom, go ahead, let Aunt Aon wait for a long time."
"Rak, can you season it yourself?"
"Okay, mom."
Mom was still a little worried, but because he had to leave quickly, he nodded and said, "Put water in the bowl and add it to the pot when it boils again."
"Yes, mother."
"Babe, help me."
"Yes, mother."
Theerak watched his mother rush out of the kitchen. P'Babe, who rarely goes into the kitchen, shook his head and then went in to find him. He looked at the steaming pot of soup.
"Wouldn't it be easier to buy?"
"P'Babe doesn't know anything..." Theerak finished speaking, then poured water into the pot, then continued, "How can I buy him something to eat that will be as delicious as cooking it myself."
