“I make you a fish soup.Don’t eat the fish when you have the soup later.There are too many fishbones.I put wolfberries and ginger slices to avoid the fishy smell.If you don’t like the red dates, you can pick them up…”
Betty knew Christina’s preference very well.
She was busy killing fish, washing the stew pot, and adding Chinese herbs into it.
In the meantime, she turned around to remind Christina.
“You don’t have to make it for me.I’m not so picky now.”
Christina was a little ashamed.
Auntie, who was the daughter of the Eisenhower family, had been taken good care of since she was a child.
When they first left the Dickens family, their food was really hard to swallow.
After so many years of training, Christina’s own cooking skills were still very poor, but Betty was proficient in all kinds of home-cooked dishes.
She was good at baking cakes, making desserts and sweet water.
“I’ve worked so hard to learn this.If I don’t cook for you, who shall I cook for?”
Betty turned on the range hood very skillfully in the kitchen.
She was stewing the soup on the one side, and took out the beef marinated this morning for frying on the other side.
The afterglow in the west dimmed bit by bit.
Christina looked at the setting sun and felt a touch of happiness.
Life was like this.
Ordinary people, who were not good at those gorgeous and touching words, could touch people’s hearts with simple words in an instant.
In fact, like Betty, Christina did not expect to be rich and powerful.
She was satisfied with a self-sufficient life.
“When you married Cory in the past, I had expressed my disapproval.Those people’s life circle was too complicated for us.Now, you make such a big trouble while I was in the hospital.You have been pregnant for a few months.If I had known it earlier, I wouldn’t let you keep the baby…”
Betty’s voice came from the kitchen again.
She was obviously complaining but was not so angry.
The steak was quickly fried.
Christina, who smelled the aroma, got up to fetch a plate from the disinfection cabinet and handed it over.
Betty took the plate tacitly and said casually.
“Christina, you still have a long life ahead of you.Can you live with Patrick for the rest of your life?”
Christina froze on the spot in a daze and did not answer.
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