Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

After slaughtering the duck, Feng Deng tied an apron and began to teach Liu Tongguo how to make duck soup with a smile on his face. His smart eyes were shining, as if they contained countless secrets of delicious food.

Fengdeng knew that they all liked the unique taste of coriander, so he bought fresh coriander from the market early in the morning.

I saw him put the coriander in the vegetable basin, gently fiddled with it with his slender fingers, carefully washed each leaf, and then chopped it neatly. His focused expression seemed as if he was carving a work of art. After cutting the coriander, he put it aside for later use.

Then, Feng Deng took out some peppercorns and some chili peppers. He tilted his head, frowned slightly, and thought that people in the south are not as good at eating spicy food as people in the north. As for the chili peppers, just a little bit of flavor will be enough. The soup cannot be made too spicy, otherwise it will ruin the overall flavor.

The duck offal soup was still bubbling in the pot, and the tempting aroma began to spread in the kitchen, like countless small hands tickling one's nose.

Liu Tongguo, the old naughty boy, had his eyes wide open. He had already been attracted by the aroma and started clamoring for a drink in the kitchen.

He jumped up and down like an excited monkey, and the noise was so loud that the kitchen windows seemed to tremble slightly, just like a little child playing tricks.

Feng Li smiled and shook his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing two cute dimples, while he continued to concentrate on making the soup. The soup had to be cooked until it was cooked. From time to time, he stirred it with a spoon, his eyes fixed on the soup in the pot, as if he was guarding a rare treasure.

But Liu Tongguo didn't care about all this. He was making a fuss in the kitchen and was about to "rebel".

Unable to bear it any longer, she rushed forward, frowning, with an unquestionable look in her eyes, and with a beautiful hand-grip, she escorted him out of the kitchen, then slammed the door shut, leaned against it with her hands folded across her chest, and no matter how he struggled outside, she refused to let him in.

Now, Fengli can finally concentrate on making this delicious soup. She breathed a sigh of relief and got back to making the soup.

Liu Tongguo was not idle outside the kitchen. He was like an ant on a hot pot, rubbing his hands constantly, staring at the kitchen door, and muttering, "Why isn't this little pear ready yet?"

Then he began to knock on the kitchen door non-stop, shouting, "Little Pear, just give me a taste! Just a small taste, isn't that enough? Look at this fragrance, it's almost torturing me to death!"

There was no trace of anger in his tone, but instead it was full of joy, and his eyes were narrowed into slits due to smiling.

He had not experienced this kind of family warmth and happiness for a long, long time, and all of this was brought to him by Fengli.

As he shouted, he stood on tiptoe from time to time and tried to look inside through the crack in the door.

Fengli was busy in the kitchen in an orderly manner, and replied: "Wait a minute, I will give it to you after it is cooked. You just wait at the door obediently."

Liu Tongguo was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet outside, his face flushed red. He felt that his saliva was about to flow down like a waterfall, and he could have swallowed several bowls of it.

He began to bang on the kitchen door again, shouting, "Are you healed yet? I've swallowed so much saliva, why is it still not healed..."

That look was so funny that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The old man was so greedy that he looked like he hadn't eaten for days. Fengli kept answering inside: "Okay, okay, it will be ready soon..."

After a long while, Feng Li finally opened the door. Liu Tongguo rushed into the kitchen impatiently like a gust of wind, but he was dumbfounded.

His eyes were as big as bells and his mouth was open stiffly. The iron pot was empty and there was nothing in it.

He was so anxious that he was running around like a headless fly, scratching his head with both hands and shouting loudly: "Where's the soup! Where's my delicious soup?"

Feng Li looked at his anxious look and couldn't help but burst out laughing. Her eyes curved into crescents. Then she slowly took out a spoon, bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard, walked to a large casserole on the stove next to her, and gently opened the lid.

In an instant, hot steam rolled out, and the rich aroma seemed to have wings, instantly filling the entire kitchen.

Liu Tongguo was like a puppy, his nose twitching constantly. He took a deep breath, his face full of intoxication and his eyes shining with surprise.

"Ahh, it smells so good, I want to eat it!"

He shouted in ecstasy, his eyes wide open, and a little saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth without him noticing. Feng Deng smiled and scooped a bowl, and even put a small spoon in the bowl considerately: "Little greedy cat! Here you go."

Liu Tongguo quickly corrected: "The word is inappropriate, it should be old greedy cat!"

As he said that, he snatched the bowl, grinning like a child, and put the food into his mouth without caring whether it was hot or not. He looked so anxious as if someone was trying to snatch it from him.

"Slow down, be careful of the burns!" Feng Deng shouted hurriedly, worry in his eyes, and reached out to stop him.

Liu Tongguo took a small sip, and then his eyes widened, as if he had discovered a new world, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Wow! Exactly!"

He felt like he was addicted to opium, the soup was so delicious that he smacked his lips, closed his eyes and savored the taste. He felt that he had to drink this soup every day to feel satisfied.

The soup was still hot, but Liu Tongguo was like a possessed man and quickly drank the whole bowl of soup.

Feng Li screamed, "Hey, Old Liu, your throat is about to be burned."

Liu Tongguo waved his hands nonchalantly, a satisfied smile on his face, and exhaled hot air from his mouth: "It's okay, it's okay! I want more!"

He licked his lips like a greedy child. To him, this soup was like magic and so addictive.

Fengli smiled helplessly and said, "I can't drink anymore. I have to wait for Brother Duanduan to come back."

After hearing this, Liu Tongguo was like a deflated ball. He hung his head and muttered, "Okay, okay, then I'll wait for Duanduan to come back."

At noon, the sun shines through the mottled leaves and shines on the path home. Liu Duan is in a particularly good mood today. He doesn't have to go to the market to buy vegetables, as if he has been pardoned.

He hummed a cheerful little tune and pedaled the bike quickly. The bike was like a happy deer, "whoosh" running towards home.

As soon as he entered the house, Liu Duan was attracted by the lively and warm scene in the house.

Dad Liu Tongguo was wearing a colorful apron with a cute big cat pattern on it. As he moved, the cat seemed to be jumping.

Liu Tongguo's face was full of smiles, his eyes narrowed into two crescents, and the corners of his mouth were almost stretched to his ears. He was carefully placing the cooked dishes one by one on the dining table in the living room.

The steaming dishes exuded an enchanting aroma, curling up like a group of naughty elves, going straight into Liu Duan's nose.