Bear Diary

Sunday, March 2009, 10

Today I went to the hospital with Xiaotao to see Serena. He looked fine, but he was suffocated to death by yelling all the time.The doctor said that Serena was fine and would be discharged in two days, but I told him not to worry, I had already said hello to Brother Zhang, don't worry about work, and taking good care of your body is the first priority.

Now this sort of friendship is pretty good... isn't it?

I asked Serena the reason for her injury, but he just said with an awkward face that he fell down the stairs. I can't keep asking, but it made me feel like it was all caused by me.

Since I felt that the food in the hospital was really not very good, I called my mother.Although I tried my best to be careful, I still touched her sensitive nerves. After repeatedly confirming that the 206 bones in my whole body were fine, I told me that if the bones were not good, of course I had to drink bone soup.Yes!Bone broth, why didn't I think of it? !In addition, my mother also asked me to take time to take Yang MM home for a sit-down, and I prevaricated with a guilty conscience.I now feel like I've made a bad move...

Although I am not the young master of a wealthy family, I can be regarded as the only child of a big family. I grew up under the careful care of my mother and grandmother.I am a little ashamed to say that it was not until high school that I cooked for the first time by myself. Apart from making instant noodles, I actually cooked noodles, but I still cooked noodles.As a result, I put the pot on the fire but didn't know what to do. I ran to ask my mother whether to put the water or the noodles first.Cough~ It’s not my fault, it’s true that instant noodles are put first.Until now, my mother still likes to laugh at me about this.So bone broth is a huge challenge for me like never before.

I can't ask my mother again, so I asked my colleagues.In front of my colleagues, I'm pretty serious, and it's not easy to talk about this topic. Once I finally got to this topic, but a damn thing got sidetracked for me.I did ask MM quietly, but she smiled coquettishly and said that she would make it for me, a "delicious ghost", when she had time.I feel gloomy……

If I can’t ask anyone, I’ll just buy a book. The ancients said that there is a house of gold in the book, and Yan Ruyu in the book. I don’t want beauties and gold now. I just want to make bone soup. It shouldn’t be difficult, right?I bought the materials according to the instructions in the book, and followed the instructions in the book very carefully. Except for dealing with the bones, which made me feel a little nauseous, everything else went smoothly.But the "a little" and "appropriate amount" mentioned in the recipe really confused me. How much is a little, and which is the right amount?Xiaotao has also gone to school, otherwise you can ask him, no way, add according to your own feeling!

In my impression, the bone soup made by my mother is white, with a layer of golden oil and water floating on it, and it is full of fragrance.And the pot I made looks turbid, and the soup with unknown black flocs floating on it can't be compared with my mother's craftsmanship.I tasted it with the mentality of "maybe it tastes good", and it was salty, fishy, ​​and had a weird taste.Alas~ big failure!

When Xiaotao came back at night, I hurriedly asked him what was the matter, but it turned out that he was also a second-handed knife, and after tasting it for a long time, he couldn't tell why.

On the 9th, I accidentally mentioned this matter to An Xiaoguai on the Internet. He briefly explained the steps, and I suddenly realized that it seemed that the layer of noodles had not been scooped off after the soup was boiled.I quickly bought the ingredients and went back to try. I also adjusted the seasoning according to the failure last time, and this time it was a great success.Although it is not as good as my mother's, I am still very proud of it personally, and Xiaotao tasted it and said it was good.

On the morning of the 10th, I packed the hot soup into an insulated lunch box and happily took it to the hospital.I didn't open the door of the ward right away, and it was thanks to me looking at the window first, otherwise I would have been very embarrassed to meet the man with glasses so excitedly.That's right, the man with glasses was in the ward at the time, but I only took one look, and I didn't know what was going on inside.To talk about the feeling at that time, I am definitely disappointed, but I also laughed at myself because of my eagerness to move.God still takes good care of me. Whenever I get carried away, he will whip me to wake me up.

In the end, I didn't go in, and went directly to the company. I was supposed to come to work in the afternoon, and it happened to be around lunch time.When I brought the soup in front of MM Yang, the group of little P kids led by H immediately exploded, and MM Yang, who has always been strict in the workplace, also rarely shyly blushed.I had a working meal at the company for lunch, and while drinking my soup, H praised me for being a good man, and everyone booed again.After the lunch break, MM Yang deliberately found a time when no one was around to talk to me. First of all, she thanked me for my soup and kindness, and laughed and said that I didn't expect me to have such a careful side.I just smile.Then she invited me to her house on weekends, saying that she wanted to cook for me.I smiled and said yes, my mother likes you very much, come to my house when you have time.

Today, Xiao Tao had a good chat with Serena in the ward. They talked about sports. Serena made an appointment with Xiao Tao again to play ball together, and Xiao Tao told him to get his legs back quickly.Speaking of this, Xiaotao suddenly mentioned that I made bone soup at home, and asked me strangely, isn't it for Brother Serena?I smiled and said, I made a fool of myself, it was so unpalatable, how dare I give it away?Xiaotao muttered that he thought it was not bad, but I didn't answer, and the topic was over.Serena didn't say anything, and I'm not a person who knows what to say.

Looking back, I'm really unfilial. My mother and grandmother have raised me for 25 years, and I haven't boiled soup for them yet. I must give them a good surprise next time.