The next day, Su Ye had just finished breakfast and hadn't eaten yet, when Shen Che arrived pushing a new 9-layer 28-inch bicycle.
Out of courtesy, Su Ye invited him to have breakfast together.
Shen Che wanted to refuse. Nowadays, anyone who knows a little bit of etiquette would not eat at other people's homes, not to mention that in his opinion, Su Ye's family was not having a good time.
Although she got 300 yuan from selling wild ginseng, she must save that money for Su Ze's medical treatment.
But he glanced at the table and found that their breakfast was unexpectedly rich. Not only was there sweet pumpkin millet porridge, but there were also fried eggs, cold cucumbers, fried fish fillets and a bowl of fried mushrooms.
Looking at these meals, the words of refusal came to his lips but he couldn't say it.
You know, he just had a bowl of porridge, some side dishes and an egg in the morning. He cooked the egg himself.
The educated youths eat in a big pot, so he can't always cook for himself, and it's impossible for him to pay for it and let others take advantage. He can only eat with everyone, so his living standard is naturally not that high.
"Su Ze, go get a bowl for your uncle Shen." Su Ye said.
She was willing to spend a breakfast, not to mention that Shen Che was going to treat them to braised beef noodles when they arrived in the county.
Su Ye would still calculate this account.
Shen Che has never been a thin-skinned person, so when Su Ze brought the bowl, he took it generously.
Su Ze was a small man, but he was very good at entertaining people. He kept asking Shen Che to pick up dishes for him to eat.
The rice bowl was picked up, and Shen Che was not polite. After taking a bite of cucumber, he picked up a fried egg for himself.
The fried egg was fragrant, but a little burnt.
Then he tried the fried fish fillet. It was coated with too much starch, resulting in a thick outer skin.
Finally, he picked up the fried mushrooms. As soon as he brought it to his mouth, he smelled a very faint smell of raw soybean oil.
When cooking with soybean oil, the fire must be big and the oil temperature must be high, otherwise this situation will easily occur.
Shen Che ate without changing his expression. Although there was a smell of raw soybean oil, it tasted very good because the ingredients were good.
It's just that he thought Su Ye should be good at cooking, after all, there are few girls in the countryside who don't cook. Now it seems that he overestimated Su Ye.
However, no one is perfect. Su Ye is already very good in other aspects, such as her strength. It's not hard to understand her cooking skills. Anyway, it's edible and won't kill people.
After eating and cleaning up the kitchen, they set off.
Su Ye rode a bike, Su Ze sat in the front, and Shen Che sat in the back.
Su Ze had never ridden a bicycle before, and now he was both excited and scared when he sat on one: "Aunt, can you really ride one?"
"Yes," Su Ye made up a story: "I rode a classmate's bicycle when I was in school."
Gao Zhen was not very kind to the original owner, but Su Yao, the brother, was still very good to the original owner and insisted that the original owner finish high school.
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I became the aunt of male lead in the period novel[70s]
RomanceAuthor: Clouds in the Deep Sea Genre: Modern Emotions Status: Completed Work introduction: Su Ye, a wood-type supernatural, travels into a period story and becomes the aunt of the beautiful, strong and tragic male protagonist. In the story, the aunt...