Chapter 12： Spicy Egg Noodles

"Sister, I really want to eat it!" Han Yingwu stared at the pot, and the saliva from the corner of his mouth almost came out.

Even Han Yingxia, who is more mature on weekdays, can't wait.

"Sister, I have never smelled such fragrant noodles." Han Yingxia smiled, looking at Han Yingxue with admiration in her eyes.

"Okay, we're ready to eat!"

Han Yingxue opened the pot, put some salt, stirred it well, and instructed Han Yingxia to bring over a few bowls. Everyone filled a bowl with a fried egg and green vegetables. The smell is coming out from the inside, and it makes people appetite.

"Come on, one bowl per person, eat slowly, don't burn it." Han Yingxue instructed.

It's not good for a few children to burn their mouths in a hurry.

Han Yingxue only made four eggs, so she won't eat them for the time being. At present, it is still necessary to take good care of several younger siblings and Zhao's body.

"Mother, it's time to eat!" Han Yingxue called.

Mrs. Zhao is doing some needlework in the house. Her female worker is okay. Now that the family is separated, she can only do more of these things. She bought it in the town and exchanged money to supplement her family.

"So soon?" Zhao Shi put down the needle and thread in his hand and asked in surprise.

"Have noodles at noon, so hurry up. Mother, come out and eat quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold!"

"Oh, well, mother is here!"

As soon as Mr. Zhao left the house, he could smell the strong fragrance in the kitchen. The surprise in his eyes is deeper, why are the noodles made by Cher so fragrant? Even though she has been cooking for more than ten years, she has not made the noodles she thought so.

Zhao entered the kitchen and saw several children lying on the table happily eating.

The noodles were still a little hot, Han Yingwu blew on the noodles, and when it cooled down a little, he couldn't wait to stuff the noodles into his mouth.

"Mother, the noodles made by my sister are really delicious, you can try it!" Han Yingwu raised his chopsticks and greeted Mr. Zhao to sit down quickly. He couldn't wait for Mr. Zhao to try such delicious noodles.

"Mother, it's really delicious, I've never eaten such delicious noodles!" Han Yingxia also smiled, and then ate the noodles in small bites, her eyes crooked into crescents because of the satisfaction.

Zhao's bowl of noodles on the table with a fried egg on top. The noodles are sold very nicely.

"Mother, eggs are delicious too, we haven't eaten eggs for a long time."

"Yes, milk never gives us eggs."

"I saw milk secretly stuffing eggs for Ying Jie to eat!"

Because it is rare to eat eggs once, several children eat them in small bites, for fear that they will not be able to enjoy this rare deliciousness if they swallow them all at once.

"You can eat more if you like. Mother's egg, you should also share it. Mother can eat noodles."

Zhao felt a little sad listening to the words of several children. Which parent doesn't want the best for their children. But the conditions of the old Han family did not allow it. It would be very difficult to survive in this era.

"Mother, you eat it yourself, everyone has one! It's not like we won't be able to eat it in the future!" Han Yingxue glared at Zhao Shi with some dissatisfaction.

With her here, naturally her brothers and sisters will not suffer like that again. Zhao's body is pregnant, and after the death of the fourth Han, her body is a little thinner. If you don't make up for it at this time, your body will definitely collapse.

"Yes, mother, eat it, we all have it!"

"Mother, one of us is enough!"

Seeing a few children so sensible, Mr. Zhao nodded, his eyes were a little red.