Su Ying saw that Aunt Yang hadn’t eaten dinner, so she was ready to make something for her.

  After she went to the kitchen, she found that there were no ingredients in the kitchen, only a little flour and greens. Su Ying thought for a long time, and she had the idea that she could make ramen for her grandma.

  Although the time is a bit tight and the ingredients are not complete, it does not prevent her from making delicious ramen.

  Su Ying and good noodles, repeatedly pound, knead, stretch and throw the large soft noodles, then put the dough on the panel again, hold both ends with both hands, lift up and beat it **** the chopping board.

  After the above steps, Su Ying divided the big dough into small doughs and started to pull the noodles.

  Ramen noodles is a technical skill. The speed of ramen must be fast and even, otherwise it will break easily.

  Su Ying pulls and folds once. At the end of the pull, she shakes her hands up and down several times to prevent the noodles from sticking together. Soon she pulls the noodles well, pliable and long, with uniform thickness.

  The water in the pot has already boiled, Su Ying quickly put the noodles in, and then threw the chopped vegetables in, but after a while she fished out the noodles, which was flexible and not sticky.

  Su Ying took a bite by herself, although the ingredients are simple, but fortunately the noodles are chewy, it tastes particularly fragrant.

  When Su Ying delivered the noodles to Aunt Yang, she gave Su Ying a dazed look. She knew clearly that she didn’t have noodles at home: "This noodle..."

  Su Ying smiled and said, "Grandma, please try it."

  Grandma Yang took a breath, and was even more surprised.

  She is a little old after all, and her eyes are poisonous. Before she saw Su Ying's hands, soft and white, she was a girl with ten fingers that didn't touch the sun, she didn't expect the craftsmanship to be so good.

  This noodle is very elastic, the more delicious it gets, the more delicious it gets.

   "I don't know what kind of face the girl is, how did you make it?"

  "This is made with flour...it's called ramen." Su Ying paused, "This is a kind of snack in our hometown."

"Flour can make such delicious noodles..." The grandmother was very satisfied with Su Ying's craftsmanship, and praised as she ate: "The girl is really good craftsmanship. If you open a noodle restaurant, all noodle shops in this city will have it. Be compared to you."

   Su Ying's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard it, and it was a good choice to open a noodle restaurant.

  But Su Ying quickly realized that if she wants to open a noodle restaurant, the store and materials are all for money, and she has only five hundred yuan in her hand, which is not enough.

  Furthermore, there are other uses for these five hundred pieces of silver.

   Aunt Yang saw Su Ying stunned. She saw that Su Ying didn’t even have any luggage. She couldn’t help asking: “I still have some spare money in my hand. Why don’t you take it first as a girl?”

  Su Ying was a little surprised when she heard Apo Yang say this, she actually trusted her so much.

  Su Ying shook her hand, and a firm expression flashed across her eyebrows: "Thank you Grandma, I can earn it myself."

  Grandma Yang is able to take her in. She is already very happy. Where else can she ask for her money.

  Su Ying was very tired after running for days, but she tossed over and over on the bed and couldn't sleep at all.

  She recalled all the things she had come during this period of time. She escaped from Prince Huai's Mansion, hid in the mountains, avoided Zhao Yunnuan, escaped pirates, and lost both silver. She really experienced everything.

  Now Hongbo and Uncle Zhong don’t know what’s going on. They don’t know if they can come to Nanyang smoothly.

  Su Ying thought of them, with a hint of worry on her face, but soon she was relieved. They had enough silver on their bodies, and they were walking by land, so it should be safer.

  Su Ying was thinking about going to sleep in a dazed manner, but the little bun woke up crying.

  Su Ying gently coaxed him: "Little baby, why are you awake? Are you worried about Hongbo and Uncle Zhong? I really don’t know when I can meet them..."

  The little bun seemed to be hungry, so Su Ying nursed him, and the little bun ate and fell asleep.

  Su Ying looked at him and poked him in the cheek with a bit of affection.

  My mother will definitely take good care of you, let you eat well and grow up well.

Su Ying had a good night's sleep. After getting up the next day, she went to the market to buy some necessities for life. The clothes of the small buns had already fallen into the river before. She went back to buy some good fabrics overnight. Sewn into small clothes and small socks.

  Although these things are not as exquisite as Hongbo, they are enough for the baby.

   Then Su Ying bought some more ingredients, and when she came back, she counted the copper plates in her hand, but there were about a hundred left.

  Su Ying sighed, really stumped the hero with a penny.

  It’s nothing to think that Yinshu made three thousand taels of silver a day at the beginning. The money was enough for her to spend ten lifetimes, but now she can’t move.

  Her mind again thought of that stern face, full of murderous intent. There was hatred in Su Ying's eyes, and it was he who took her to this point.

  Su Ying shook her head vigorously, and quickly shook the person out of her mind.

  She didn't want to think of him, she didn't want to remember him, just as she came to this world and never knew him.

  The weather is good today, the sun is shining warmly on her body, and it is warm, Su Ying boiled the hot water, mixed it with warm water, and prepared to give the little bun a good bath.

  I don’t know if the child is afraid of water. Su Ying took off Xiao Baozi’s clothes, and Xiao Baozi burst into tears, waving her two little hands indiscriminately, seemingly resisting.

Su Ying hugged the little bun tightly, lowered her head and lifted some water on the little bun's body, she whispered softly: "If you don't take a bath, Rui'er will become a little smelly, mother will not hug you in the future. Oh……"

  The little bun ignored Su Ying's words and continued to cry.

  When a child is crying, he just knows that he closes his eyes and howls, but there are no tears at all.

  Su Ying squeezed his pink cheeks: "You are still crying, is it really going to become a little smelly?"

  Su Ying kept holding warm water on his body and bathing him carefully: "Your brother must be fragrant every day. If you don't wash, he will definitely laugh at you."

  The little bun closed her eyes and looked so sad that she was ravaged, and Su Ying just thought it was funny. Her eyes were slightly bent, and she said in a negotiating tone: "Mother sing to you, so you won't cry, okay? Lu la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la...

  Su Ying discovered that since she had a little bun, she herself has been like a child.

  She sang while washing.

   Xiao Baozi didn’t seem to be afraid of water anymore, and he seemed to have heard a song sung by his mother. He gradually stopped crying, but his small mouth was still flat, as if he wanted to cry or not.

  Su Ying only felt that she had been adorable by the little bun, and she pinched his fleshy face: "Crybaby, how happy taking a bath, isn't it?"

  Unable to settle down before, she couldn't wash his face well.