"My aunt said, this is a self-made bean sprout, and it has just been made today, let us take it back to make a hot and sour bean sprout to eat, I don't think I can eat it at noon, so I will keep it for stir-fry at night."

Zhuang Qingsui said, put the bean sprouts with the plate in the basket, and gently covered it with a cage cloth to prevent anyone's cat or something from coming here to plan.

Then he filled the stove with firewood and re-boiled the water.

Zhuang Qingning put down the dumplings in the pot, and mixed some dipping sauce with vinegar and minced green onions.

The dumplings like white flowers and little gooses are out of the pot, one bowl per person, and they sit directly in the courtyard, eating fragrant dumplings while basking in the warm sun.

There was enough pork, and when the stuffing was played, Zhuang Qingning also added some water to it, so when the dumplings were eaten, the meat was tender and juicy, and even went down the corners of the mouth.

Dear mother.

The Song family who watched it was in pain.

These two can eat white flour dumplings with pork filling!

Thinking about the black noodles that the head of the family eats, the qi in Song's stomach is pushing up one after another, and his throat hurts.

She couldn't hold back any longer, and strode out into the courtyard.

"Dead girl, her wings are stiff and she knows that she is greedy, but she eats alone behind closed doors? If there is such a good thing, shouldn't it be taken to the elders to eat first? ”

The Song family stretched out his hand and was about to snatch the bowl in the hands of Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui.

Zhuang Qingning's eyes were quick, and when he dodged, the chopsticks in his hand hit the back of Song's hand with a "snap".

This blow almost used up all his strength, and Song was in pain, and subconsciously retracted his hand.

Zhuang Qingsui reacted at this time, with an "ah", he hid his bowl behind him, and hurriedly stood up and hid in the corner.

"Ouch, you little, you dare to hit me?" The back of Song's hand was beaten with two reds, and after gasping, he stretched out his hand and prepared to greet Zhuang Qingning.

Zhuang Qingsui stretched out his chopsticks and clicked a few more times.

Originally, this body was a lean but very powerful master, eating and drinking well during this time, the strength in the body was greater, and there was no ambiguity in the Song family, and the palms and backs of Song's hands were red after these few hits.

For a while, it only hit Song's finger on the stomach, and she grinned in pain, so she had to stop for the time being.

"Dead girl, I'm your aunt, do you dare to be disrespectful?"

The hand stopped, but the mouth did not.

"When I set up a female household, Li Zhengke said it clearly, I set up a female household with Qingsui, and since then I have a rich and prosperous life, life and death in the sky, and I have nothing to do with you, where are there any elders to speak of?"

Zhuang Qingning's willow eyebrows were upside down, and his eyebrows were even more twisted together.

Since she set up a female household, the Song family has stopped for a while.

The reason for this, Zhuang Qingning is very clear.

It was nothing more than the cruel words that Zhuang Jingye said that day, which made Lizheng, who was most afraid of unrest in the village, afraid that something would go wrong, so he specially warned Zhuang Ruman and the Song family to let them not make trouble.

In addition, it was Zhuang Qingning and the Wen family who made friends, and with the notoriety, Zhuang Ruman and the Song family were also a little afraid.

Again, I'm afraid that the two of them are still worried that the two sisters won't be able to survive outside and will have to go back sooner or later, so they just wait for the two of them to go back obediently, and then continue to have a good time.

It's a pity that they waited and waited, and the illness didn't wait for Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui to go back with their tails between their legs, but saw that the life of the two sisters was getting better and better, and they really couldn't sit still.

"What kind of is you talking about? Break the blood relationship between bones and tendons, and say that there is no and there is no more? ”

Song's spit Xingzi flew to the ground: "Since it was your aunt in the past, it will be your aunt for the rest of your life!" ”

"Since you are a niece junior, you should honor your elders when you earn money. Just this dumpling, the first one has to be served to me and your uncle, and I don't have to panic to eat here secretly! ”

As soon as he saw the dumplings, Song's heart twitched again.

Look at the dumpling skin, how thin it is, how much stuffing you have to wrap into it, and how little leek you have to put in, how much meat does it have to use? It's really a dead girl with a cheap skin, such a waste of eating a meal!

If there is such a piece of meat, go back and cut it into large pieces, and stew it with cabbage and potatoes, how big is the pot of vegetables? Enough for two meals!

"I have been eating and drinking for nothing at home for several years, and I don't know how to honor my elders after making some money, but I am here to eat Haisai, why is my face so thick?"

"Hurry up and get these dumplings!"

Song drank a lot, and added a sentence at the end: "Otherwise, I will go to find Li Zhenglai and ask him to cure you two unfilial dead girls!" ”

Zhuang Qingning tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Speaking of which, seeing that Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui were having a better life, they wanted to ask for some benefits from them.

If that's the case, then this matter has to be sorted out.

Otherwise, when the two sisters are easy to bully, they may not know how much blood they will have to suck in the future.

"Want dumplings?"

Zhuang Qingning snorted coldly and glanced at the Song family: "I'll get it for you." ”

With that, he took the bowl and went to the stove.

"It's long overdue!"

The Song family only thought that Zhuang Qingning was afraid when she heard that she was going to find Lizheng, so she was obedient.

What if you set up a female household, there is no one in the family to support you, and you don't want to be accused and reprimanded when you see Lizheng?

Seeing Zhuang Qingning go into the stove room to get dumplings, Song's heart was happy for a while.

However, looking at this situation, it should be raw dumplings that are probably taken out, and raw dumplings don't matter, and it doesn't take much effort to boil a pot of water.

The most important thing is that Zhuang Ruman can feel more comfortable when he sees the dumplings, and no longer says that she is stupid and useless.

Zhuang Qingsui saw that the Song family was proud, and saw Zhuang Qingning enter the stove room, biting his lip and leaning against the wall, not daring to say anything.

This time I gave the dumplings and sent the Song family away, and the Song family will definitely come to the door to ask for things in the future......

While she was in a panic, Zhuang Qingning came out of the stove room, not holding any dumplings in his hand, but holding ...... A kitchen knife.

Kitchen knives are often sharpened and used to shine brightly in today's bright sun.

Harsh and eerie.

Seeing this, Song's face turned pale to paper.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Didn't Zhuang Jingye say in the past, this girl is very ruthless, if she is in a hurry, she will throw rat medicine into the well, and she will have a white knife to go in and a red knife to come out......

Now that Zhuang Qingning is holding a kitchen knife, isn't he going to hack her to death?

"What am I going to do?" Zhuang Qingning snorted coldly: "Then it depends on whether I'm happy or not today, don't you want to ask for dumplings from my house?" Then I'll give it to you! ”