There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s - #167 - Chapter 167 You help me light the fire
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Zheng Xinyue replied calmly. She had already thought of an excuse in the warehouse. Otherwise, she didn’t bring a potato peeler or a kitchen knife. How could she explain that the potatoes were cut into pieces?
Ah? Sickle? Then what did you wash it with?
Li Xiuqin couldn’t believe it. How could the sickle cut potatoes? The dark Xinyue in the warehouse is not afraid of cutting it?
Not washed. §.•´¨’°÷•..× ➅9𝓼Ⓗยχ.𝕔o𝐦 ×,.•´¨’°÷•..§
Zheng Xinyue replied with her words as precious as gold, and quickly scooped water into the bucket. People can’t be proud, but she still didn’t think carefully.
Seeing that Zheng Xinyue was unwilling to pay attention to her, Li Xiuqin did not dare to ask any more questions. She went to make noodles honestly and did not dare to be lazy anymore. If her sister-in-law wrote a book for her mother-in-law, she would not be able to escape even after being scolded. 69ꜱʜᴜx.ᴄᴏᴍ
Zheng Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Li Xiuqin stopped asking.
Mom, it hurts.
Erniu’s timid cry rang out. Zheng Xinyue hurriedly looked back and saw Erniu holding up her finger to her mother with tears in her eyes. Red blood beads appeared between her fingers.
Second sister-in-law, why do you ask Erniu to clean up the fish?
Zheng Xinyue hurriedly picked up Erniu, scooped out clean water for her to wash her hands, and asked Li Xiuli complainingly.
I’m afraid I won’t have enough time.
Li Xiuli glanced at Li Xiuqin before answering in a low voice.
I’ll help you clean it up, Tie Hui, Er Niu, go and memorize the pinyin that I taught you last night. ░▒▓█ ❻9sђยⓧ.𝔠𝓞m █▓▒░
When Zheng Xinyue saw Li Xiuli looking at Li Xiuqin, and then remembered how her sister-in-law had folded her hands and watched the excitement when she entered the kitchen, she felt a little angry. She pushed the four-year-old child out to work and was lazy? Don’t blame my mother for looking down on my sister-in-law, this person is not good.
Without saying a word, she rolled up her sleeves and squatted on the ground to help her second sister-in-law collect the fish. Li Xiuli’s eyes flashed with emotion, and she pursed her lips without saying a word. She collected the fish much faster than before. If she collected more fish, her sister-in-law would have fewer. Work.
Li Xiuqin watched Zheng Xinyue go to help Li Xiuli. She blinked and felt very uncomfortable. Was she isolating herself?
Second sister-in-law, put some miso when you stew the fish! It will taste better.
Zheng Xinyue washed the fish she had packed up and said to her second sister-in-law with a smile that she learned this from books. In this era, most people are reluctant to buy soy sauce. Fish stewed with soybean paste has a soy flavor and is better than soy sauce.
good.
Li Xiuli smiled and agreed. What happened at noon made her see clearly that her sister-in-law was really kind to her children, and she felt closer to Zheng Xinyue in her heart.
On the contrary, the cousin, who is obviously the child’s aunt, is lazy for her own sake and rushes Erniu and Iron Hammer to work. Why not send her own child? We are all mothers, whose child is not the mother’s favorite?
To stew fish, you need to add more oil to make it taste better. Li Xiuli did not dare to add more, so she only took a small spoonful and put it into the pot. The oil melted and only stuck to the bottom of the pot.
Sister-in-law, let me do it! You help me light the fire.
When Zheng Xinyue saw that it was not possible, she took the spatula, poured a large spoonful of oil into the pot, and Li Xiuqin grinned. When the spoon went down, a hole was dug in the oil jar, and her mother-in-law had to curse when she came back.
But fortunately, I am not cooking for myself, and my mother-in-law is too biased to scold her daughter.
When Zheng Xinyue saw that the oil was hot, she first put the fish into the pot and fried it, then took a spoonful of miso and put it into the pot. She also threw in the chopped green onions and wild ginger. The aroma suddenly overflowed. All five children came to the kitchen door and started shouting. He sniffed like a greedy cat.
Wait, one for each person in a while.
Zheng Xinyue looked at her niece and nephew swallowing their saliva greedily, and couldn’t help but smile and make a promise.
The eyes of several children lit up instantly, and they all waited obediently.
It smells so good. It must have been made by my little sister. Changfeng is a blessing to you. My little sister personally cooks the fish stew for you!