After Wang Ailan heard Shi Qinghuan's words, she thought of her terrible little son, and her mood suddenly became terrible.
So after putting the biscuit jar on the table, he opened his mouth and said to Shi Qinghuan: "If it were before, I would definitely not be polite to you and just accept the biscuits, but I can't accept it now."
"Why?"
"Because Xiaofu has been so disobedient recently and is picky about food. He doesn't even think about what the situation is like now. It would be great if he can eat. He is still being so dissatisfied. It really pisses me off. If I had known I would have Let him suck the rocks in the river."
"Nang Hetao Stone?"
"Yes, oh, I forgot that you are not our local, so it's not surprising that you haven't heard of it. In fact, sucking the Hetao Stone is very simple to understand. It is to suck the smell of the Hetao Stone like sucking the snails.
A few years ago, Grandpa Xiaofu and the others had nothing to eat but they relied on chewing Hetao stones to survive. As a result, they now use chili to stir-fry the taste of Hetao stones when they drink. They say that they remember the bitter and sweet, and they must cherish the good days now. "
After listening to Wang Ailan's words, Shi Qinghuan was amazed. As expected, the wisdom of the working people is infinite. Even stones can be made into food. She really admires it.
So she suggested to Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, why don't you make a few meals of river rocks for Xiaofu, maybe Xiaofu won't be a picky eater."
"Okay, I happen to have a bag of Hetao stones at home. I will wash the Hetao stones when I go back soon and make some Hetao stones for Xiaofu to eat in the evening."
After Shi Qinghuan heard Wang Ailan's words, she silently sympathized with Guan Xiaofu, but she only sympathized for a moment.
Because it is not a good thing for children to be picky eaters. In the long run, it will affect the child's health, so it is better for Guan Xiaofu to correct his picky eaters as soon as possible.
As for the hardship Guan Xiaofu endured in the next two days, he had earned it through his own ability and could not blame anyone.
Thinking of this, Shi Qinghuan did not intend to continue chatting with Wang Ailan on this topic, but changed the topic and talked with Wang Ailan about other things.
"It's getting late. I have to make dinner later, so I'll go home first." Seeing that the conversation was almost over, Wang Ailan stood up and said to Shi Qinghuan.
After hearing what Wang Ailan said, Shi Qinghuan stuffed the jar with biscuits into Wang Ailan's basket, and then said to Wang Ailan: "When Xiaofu gets over his picky eating habits, you can give him the biscuits."
"No, I'll buy it for him when he wants to eat it."
"How can it be the same? What I give is what I gave, and what you bought is what you bought. The two have completely different meanings."
When Wang Ailan saw that Shi Qinghuan was talking about this, she could only accept the biscuits for Guan Xiaofu, and then she said to Shi Qinghuan: "I want to thank you on Xiaofu's behalf."
"You are welcome."
"Then I'll leave first." After Wang Ailan finished speaking, she picked up the basket, turned and walked out of the house.
After Shi Qing said goodbye to Wang Ailan and left, she closed the door of the room, walked to the dining table, broke off a sprig and ate it.
Well, how should I put it, it was a little different from the Sazi she bought at the market, but it was also quite delicious. But if she had to choose, she would prefer eating the Sazi bought at the market.
Because the Sazi bought at the market has a special fragrance, and even if she was asked to describe it, she couldn't describe what the special fragrance was. In short, it tasted better than the ones made by Wang Ailan.
