it's raining! Early in the morning sleepy eyes, did not get up to hear the sound of rain outside the window, this morning can be a holiday, do not have to go upstairs and downstairs to walk and jump rope, rarely lie in bed to enjoy! I kept listening to the rain and the early morning birds. Summer quietly went away, the harvest season followed, an autumn rain and a cool, today's rain mile and mile until the evening. The child lay in front of the window several times in a daze: Mom, can this rain stop? Yes, if the rain keeps falling, the child can't go downstairs to catch crickets with his friends.
Somehow, last night was full of pain, very unhappy, early in the morning up is not too much spirit, breakfast fried poached eggs and ham, sandwiched in the bread made two days ago, the child a cup of milk, I a cup of coffee, breakfast is so bland off. Looking at such weather, at noon decided to make some noodles for the children to eat, I grew up eating pulled noodles, married for many years because of the work while taking children, has been busy, the general meal is rice fried, noodles are not supermarkets to buy noodles, is the staple kitchen sells wet noodles, so the child to pull the noodles this kind of noodles eat less, only my mother occasionally comes to live when she will do, at that time actually like to do food, how can not have much time. After the children went to school in the past two years, because there was no one to take care of them, they had to resign at home and start a full-time studying mother. In the first year, the role has not been completely changed, a lot of unsuitable, the mood can not be adjusted very well, so no one three meals do not want to be like before, nor did they invest in twelve points of enthusiasm, from the second half of last year, I think I should live a full day to be good, every morning began to walk, to make breakfast for the child, at noon received a neighbor's child to eat, but also carefully prepared, also began to ponder a variety of food, simply harvested the children's praise, life began to be full and colorful. From then on, I always remembered the taste of my childhood, tried to do it, didn't think about it, and it was also a look!
First live good noodles, smear oil on the side to wake up, prepare a few side dishes at home, should have put some cheeks, feel should be lighter, so use eggs instead, today to do vegetarian bar! The taste is just as sticky.
The brine of the noodles is ready, boil the water, start below, the child wants to eat fine, first give him a fine, I still think the wide eat is delicious, look at my craft, not bad [Yaya]