From Cultivator to Widow (MTL)

CHAPTER 5

Facing the child's hungry expression, Su An remained silent and looked up at the sky.

In the 16 years of her life before her time travel, she only knew instant noodles and fried rice with eggs.

After she traveled to the world of self-cultivation, she was a cultivator with a family and a family.

Linggen's child is fine as long as she cultivates, and the rest is handled by servants.

She has never touched the kitchen at all, so now that the child is hungry, she, the mother, should find something to eat.

Generally speaking, she goes home early when she has no classes, and she cooks her lunch.

The question is, will she?

Su An recalled the original steps, uncertain: "I'm going to cook."

Follow the steps and you should be fine.

Zhang Anguo's eyes were bright: "I'll help my mother make the fire!"

Su An recalled her original body and did it step by step.

In the end, she found that she seemed to have added too much water, so she cut a few more sweet potatoes, grabbed an extra handful of dried vegetables, and threw them into the pot.

She made this, although it said sweet potato multigrain rice, but sweet potatoes accounted for the majority, followed by various kinds of beans, dried vegetables, and rice was the least.

No way, although they grow rice here, they plant more sweet potatoes with high yields.

The rice is delicious, but the output can't keep up. Filling the stomach is the most important thing.

Looking at this pot, Su An had no appetite, she just ate the sweet potato to her stomach.

Zhang Anguo was also enjoying himself. There was no one at home. He had to hurry up. Someone would come back later.

In the original body's memory, eating these is commonplace, and it is not impossible to eat worse.

When she was a child, she had eaten grass roots and bark, but in her 16 years of modern life, she has never suffered hardships, and she has never suffered hardships after cultivating true self-cultivation.

Into her stomach, Su An couldn't help sighing.

When this is over, I will definitely find a way to improve the food and cooking skills, or else I will abuse myself.

When he came back from work, Li Manfen found that the chickens and pigs were not fed at home, and they just made lunch.

Li Manfen was aggressive. She went to the room and saw that the second daughter-in-law was lying on the bed. She pulled the quilt: "You lazy woman, it's just a few hours, you're lying on the bed, and you don't have to do your homework?"

Su An opened her eyes and looked at her coldly: "I'm not feeling well, I've already made the meal, you can eat it, I'm not feeling well, I have to lie down for a while."

Yuanshen's illness has recovered a little, but she is not yet fully recovered.

She will stay at home this afternoon and help the illness to be cured first.

Li Manfen choked, looked a little cold, and then walked away aggressively, muttering: "Who knows whether it is a real disease or a fake one."

She walked so happily, and it was because she really had a fever and fainted before, otherwise it would be endless.

When I went to the kitchen, I saw that this was rice, it was a thick porridge, and the sweet potatoes in it were so badly cooked that it was similar to pig food. Li Manfen's face turned green.