Before leaving the vaccination center, the female doctor carefully reminded Liao Chu of many precautions and asked him to follow the official WeChat account.

"This is the official public account of our center, which often publishes some suggestions and opinions from authoritative experts. In addition, there are reminders about various vaccines, such as when to get the second shot, and what other types of vaccines do children of this age need this year?

, what precautions should be taken before and after vaccination, etc.”

Liao Chu did as he was told.

The moment he opened the WeChat interface, he saw the message prompt of the parenting group "99+" again, and it was indeed as lively as ever.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw Guoguo looking longingly at another child, who was holding a bear-shaped cheese stick in his hand.

The child was so intoxicated by the licking that his soul flew away. He didn't even look at the road and was walked by his parents from both sides.

"Go home and make it for Guoguo." Liao Chu picked up the little girl and shook her head.

Guo Guo was a little embarrassed, hugging his neck and humming twice.

After a while, he twisted his little buttocks and said softly: "I want a little tiger..."

It's good, now I know how to ask for it.

Liao Chu chuckled and patted her back, "Okay, then let's be little tigers."

Cheese sticks actually have no technical content, and the main ingredient is milk. However, they are very expensive on the market, not to mention not affordable, and the quality is also uneven.

The nephews and uncle first went to the mall to buy milk and gelatine for making cheese sticks, and picked some cute molds, and then went to the children's clothing section.

Thinking that school was about to start, Liao Chu also chose a new schoolbag and stationery for Guoguo.

The little girl had no interest in the schoolbag, but she couldn't put it down for the box of colorful watercolor pens. Her happy emotions came one after another, like a walking fruit tree of sweet emotions.

Liao Chu harvested a bag full...

Today's harvest is so abundant, enough to make "lemon mint juice" for a whole month.

After returning home, Liao Chu went to deal with the milk first, while Guoguo lay on the table and drew, using the watercolor pen she just bought.

If we want to break down the raw materials of cheese sticks, they can be divided into milk and cheese, and cheese can be obtained from fresh milk, so Liao Chu only bought fresh milk.

After the milk is boiled, keep it rolling slightly, squeeze in fresh lemon juice, and then stir gently in one direction. After a while, you will see the milk gradually turn into a state similar to tofu curd.

The basic principle is similar to ordering tofu with brine.

Liao Chu took out a clean gauze, poured the "tofu curd" into it, squeezed it dry, and then placed it in a mold to refrigerate and set.

This is cheese. It can be made into cakes or eaten directly on bread. It has a very milky flavor.

The translucent liquid squeezed out is whey, which is rich in protein and is also a very good material.

A good chef never wastes any ingredient. He will bake some ricotta bread, spread it with jam, hummus or cheese, it will be delicious.

Liao Chu dug out a few spoonfuls of bread flour, directly used whey instead of water and dough, added salt and yeast, kneaded repeatedly until a film formed, and then set it aside to ferment.

"Uncle, look at my paintings!" Guoguo ran over holding a painting book.

Liao Chu looked carefully, hmm...

Matchstick meeting?

"This is the sun, this is our home," Guoguo pointed to the brightly colored patches on it with her short finger and explained seriously, "This is uncle, this is Guoguo!"

"Uncle" is a slender and strange yellow stick-shaped object, with a black dot on it that Liao Chu just thought was a match head, which should be the head.

The stick-shaped object of "Guoguo" is shorter and fatter, and another thin forked branch protrudes diagonally from below the black ball, um... an arm?

"Guo Guo is very creative." Liao Chu said very cautiously.

The little girl smiled like a crescent moon with her big eyes, "Give it to uncle."

Liao Chu was stunned.

This is the first time someone has given him a gift.

She gave the first painting she painted in her life to herself.

A thin piece of drawing paper seems to weigh a thousand pounds at this moment.

"Thank you Guoguo, uncle likes it very much."

He decided to find a picture frame and frame it.

The bread dough was fermenting during lunch break, but Guoguo, who had just gone out for a trip, was so excited that she rolled on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.

She lay on the bed, tilted her head and looked across, "Uncle!"

whee.

The doorways of the two bedrooms are facing each other. Because Guoguo is afraid of the dark, she always sleeps with the door open. She can see each other just by tilting her head.

"uncle!"

She covered her face with the quilt and said in a low voice, "Can uncle see me?"

Liao Chu laughed, "I can't see it."

The quilt ball in the opposite room squirmed a few times, and a little furry head emerged from it.

She giggled, swung her legs and did a forward roll, then crawled back with a squeak, "Haha, uncle, I see you!"

It is a very simple game, but she enjoys it endlessly and gains the simplest and purest happiness.

*****

Summer is long, and many retired people will choose to go out for a walk in the evening, chat with old friends, and buy some affordable fruits from small stalls.

Most of the fruits and vegetables on the street stalls are grown at home, and some are just picked from the fields and delivered to the city without stopping.

The pink and fluffy peaches, the round black and green striped watermelon, and the leaves are still juicy!

Liao Chu took Guoguo's little hand and went out for a spin, and stopped when he saw a watermelon.

The vendor was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a tanned face and shiny face. He was holding a straw hat in his hand to fan himself.

Seeing the adults and children standing still, they stood up and greeted warmly, "Sir, buy a watermelon. I just picked it from the field when I got up early. It's soft!"

Liao Chu became a little more interested and knelt down to pick.

These days, there are more and more varieties of watermelons, but the water content is also getting bigger and bigger, so there are fewer and fewer good sand-crusted watermelons.

Guoguo also imitated her uncle's example and squatted down. Seen from behind, she looked like a small ball.

Liao Chu selected a few vines with full vines and tapped them one by one with his fingers.

The round watermelons made a "bang bang" sound obediently.

We are familiar!

Guoguo also wanted to learn, but when she stretched out her hand, she said, "Hey, my arm is too short and I can't reach it."

She rubbed it forward a few times, and applied little by little on the smooth skin of the melon.

The vendor was so amused that he picked up a watermelon at random and cut it open.

After a crisp sound, the watermelon split into two halves without even breaking it, revealing the bright red pulp and dark seeds inside.

Sure enough, it is sand. The cross section looks like a pile of fine white sugar. It emits a crystal hazy halo as the light refracts.

The refreshing sweetness spreads with the evening breeze. Guoguo sniffs, it smells so good!

The vendor cut two slices and handed them to his nephew and uncle, "Let's try it!"

Guo Guo looks at Liao Chu habitually.

The latter took it with a smile, one by one.

Have a taste.

When you bite it with your teeth, the sweet juice overflows, it is sandy but not dry.

On a hot summer day, there is no fruit more enjoyable than watermelon.

Guoguo's concentration on eating attracted many passers-by to stop.

Tsk tsk, this melon must be sweet!

The melon vendor said that he grows his own watermelons. It is difficult to sell them in the countryside, and it is difficult to enter supermarkets in the city, so he goes to the city every day to set up a stall and sells them as they are picked.

Liao Chu bought two and picked them up easily.

Guoguo jumped happily beside him, "Hey, big~watermelon!"

So sweet!

When we returned to the restaurant, the ricotta bread in the oven was ready, and the ribs in the other oven were almost ready.

The special aroma floated out of the door and penetrated into people's nostrils with the evening breeze.

Liao Chu put on gloves, pulled out the baking pan, and removed the tin foil wrapping the grilled ribs.

The hot steam is surging wildly, and you can see that a shallow pool of meat juice has accumulated at the bottom of the baking pan.

Guoguo swallowed hard, eating meat, eating meat!

"It's not healed yet," Liao Chu said.
To be continued...