In his previous life, Jin Se heard a saying that to see if a woman can run a house, whether she loves to be clean or not, and whether she understands life depends on their kitchen.

At this time, as soon as Shui Die'er entered the stove room, a pair of big eyes turned around, and the stove of the blue brick base was very clean, even after cooking, it was very neat and tidy, and there were no greasy stains.

With the help of the embers in the stove, the water in the pot is already hot, and it is just time to wash the dishes. It seems to be very calculating, and the arrangement is very organized.

An old-fashioned cabinet stands behind the water butterfly, and time takes away the fragrance of wood, but leaves behind the heavy growth rings. Far from being old, it has an antique taste. is a thrifty woman, if she doesn't know how to clean up, no matter how good the wood is, she can't resist destruction.

Stacks of dishes of different sizes sit obediently in their respective places. There is no sense of clutter, although they are all coarse porcelain bowls, they are all clean and bright, and they are only a little more age after long-term use, and there are no chips and cracks. Different dishes with different dishes, very understanding of life.

The rag on the stove looks like it was made of the old mosquito net, and it was boxy and wrapped. At this time, he was waiting for the dishes and chopsticks in the pot in his grandmother's hands.

To see if a woman is sloppy, just look at the rag on the stove, if the rag is black and smelly, it is useless to clean up the head and face.

The chopping wood was neatly stacked in the open space in front of the stove, and in a square circle of mud bricks were the branches that the girls had tied up in their free time. Each one is about the same size, and there is just enough room for one to be stuffed into the stove when cooking.

The pot for cooking rice and the pot for boiling water at home are separated, and there is a larger pot in the corner, which Shui Die estimates is for the pigs to cook.

This is very particular in rural areas, and there are generally only two pots at home, one for people and one for livestock. Therefore, the water that many people drink will have a smell of oil smoke, and Shui Die'er recalls that the water it seems to drink is very clean, only the sweet taste of well water.

There are more than a dozen large jars lined up in the corner of the wall, and I don't know what treasures are in them. Estimate whether it is pickles, the countryside is not all year round there will be vegetables to eat, so in the slack of farming, the family will pickle some pickles, in the vegetable shortage, you can have vegetables with leaves to eat. Looking at the quantity, it's really a lot, which can only show that he is capable.

There is also a small cabinet next to it, and there are some bottles and jars in it, and all the seasonings are placed in it.

Well, the whole kitchen is just two words, neat, and two more words, clean! And depending on the state of everyone's eating, grandma's craftsmanship must be excellent~~

In my previous life, I was too busy to go to the kitchen to toss, so I must worship a teacher in this life to lay the foundation for being a good wife and mother in the future. Shui Die'er silently set a lofty goal for herself.

Midori smiled quietly and enigmatically.

I went to the kitchen to enjoy it, and I even missed the chat between my mother and grandmother.

"Milk, we're done." The water bottle jumped in and said, holding up the bowl in his hand.

"I'm done eating, do you still want to ask for credit in front of my grandmother?" Yingzi quipped.

"How's Grandpa's wound? Is it serious? Grandma smiled and asked again.

"Fortunately, it didn't hurt my muscles and bones, and my father insisted on not asking a doctor. The eldest brother could only take liquor to clean the wound, and then boil some cotton cloth and bandage the wound. The water bottle's smile suddenly wilted, and it is estimated that he was not less scolded.

Shui He quietly took the dishes over, and returned to his previous quiet appearance, and he couldn't see the shyness of half an hour ago.

Sure enough, the woman in love is the rose with dew in the morning, and she is the most shy and charming.