Hearing her man say that white noodles can be made into dumplings and that they can be eaten with pancakes, Wang Jinlian pouted disdainfully in her heart.

She had to say something heart-wrenching.

She feels that her mother-in-law is really stinky in terms of eating!

It's made of white flour into dumplings, or pancakes, isn't it essentially white flour?

Isn't it all about eating in your mouth?

Since it's all food, why bother so much?

When Wang Jinlian thought of her mother-in-law, she hated all these people in the family.

In the past few days, she has been cooking by herself.

However, the meals she worked so hard to cook were always disliked by her own men and her own children.

They always like to be there and say, "That's not the taste at all!" You're ruining things! We can't eat this boiled white noodles at all......"

Thinking of what they said, Wang Jinlian felt very annoyed.

Coupled with the fact that it was early in the morning, she didn't sleep at all. As a result, the tone of her speech was particularly rushing.

"What dumplings? What pancakes? ”

"If you want to eat it, you can make it yourself!"

"I don't know ...... those things anyway. It's funny to say, the mud on these feet hasn't been shaken off, and when you eat, it starts to stink. It is a blessing to have white flour for you to eat. Also pick here, choose ...... there"

Hearing Wang Jinlian's scolding, Wu Dahu's brows became tighter and tighter.

Because his own father is standing at the door, he has been there all the time. Wu Dahu could only forcibly hold back his temper and snatched all the work in Wang Jinlian's hands.

"Let's go, since you can't do it, then I'll do it myself!"

Isn't it just dumplings?

Isn't it just a pancake?

It's not like he didn't learn from his mother some time ago!

Wu Dahu has found out that his mother's cooking skills are extremely good. He studied earnestly with his three sons and a few other brothers.

Therefore, he found that he could become a teacher, and he also worked as a master for a while.

I have to tell the truth, Wu Dahu's cooking skills are really not covered.

He sprinkled a little salt in front of his father, after he had lived a good life.

Next, he went to pick a few handfuls of wild vegetables.

Start making dumplings and eat them.

Seeing that he was doing things very neatly, he quickly cooked a large pot of dumplings. Wu Hongsheng, who was standing at the door waiting, did not open his mouth to urge.

Wu Dahu and his three sons, after dividing the big dumplings, he sighed while eating them.

"If you use oil for this dumpling and fry it for a while, it will taste even better......

Seeing him like this, Wang Jinlian could only look aggrieved, boiled white noodles in boiling water that she had made before, and ate them into her stomach.

Boil flour in boiling water, if you don't put anything. No oil, no salt, no sugar, no other seasonings. Tomatoes and eggs are also not added.

Well, the taste is extremely unpleasant.

Anyone who has eaten good food will instinctively put down the dishes and chopsticks after eating the first bite.

……

Wu Dahu cooked his own meal. The same is true of Wu Erhu in the next room.

Ma Cuihua beside him has a big belly. He was worried that Jia Xiaolan would abuse her, so he made it for her early in the morning, and ate several pancakes.

Moreover, this cake was carefully fried with the oil he had begged from his father and mother before.

There are also some fillings in it.

It's the wild vegetables he chopped with his own hands.

Moreover, there are two additional duck eggs added to this wild vegetable.

I saw Ma Cuihua eating such a good thing early in the morning. Jia Xiaolan, who was standing aside, and her mother Ma, couldn't wait to tear her apart.

Noticing Jia Xiaolan's almost cannibalistic gaze, Wu Erhu's face when he looked at her was very bad.

"Xiaolan, what Cuihua is carrying in her belly now is my biological child. If something goes wrong with her, I'm not looking for anyone else, I'm just looking for you! ”

Wu Erhu drank a bowl casually, and when he put a lot of white batter of wild vegetables, he took his sons to see Wu Hongsheng.

This is the case with the second family.

The third family's is a different situation.

The third family's has always been Jia Xiaohua's cooking.

The man who knows his own family is going to build a ship with his father-in-law today. She got up consciously early in the morning, without being urged by others.

Knowing that Wu Sanhu was active today, she cooked noodles for him to eat.

She learned the art of cooking noodles from her mother-in-law.

I sent it last night.

This morning, just make the knife-cut noodles.

As for the noodle soup, she stewed it all last night. It was her sons who caught a few small fish, a few crabs, and a turtle that looked about the same as Wang Ba by the lake last night.

Jia Xiaohua stewed these things in a pot.

She didn't want to lose the shell of that turtle. It's been boiling in the pot all the time.

I saw my daughter-in-law and son-in-law, I got up so early today. I also made them a big pot of noodles with meat. Wu Sanhu likes his mother-in-law very much.

"Daughter-in-law, you are a capable person."

"These noodles are so delicious!"

……

After all the men went out, the women of the house, and the half-grown children, did not dare to run around.

Because Wu Hongsheng told me before, there are tigers, wild wolves, and leopards in this area.

Knowing that she couldn't go out, Wu Guifang directly called all the women who stayed at home, as well as the children.

……

Three women in one play.

Once these women get together, there is really an endless amount of things to say.

Seeing Wu Guifang beating the sweater with two wooden sticks at this time, Wang Jinlian called out at that time.

"Mother, why do you still have wool there?"

Wu Guifang listened to it and said with a smile, "I have a lot of old clothes here." If you want, I'll give you a few more. It's just that these sweaters are a little old. You need to wash it yourself, then disassemble the sweater and make a new one......"

When Wang Jinlian heard this, she immediately smiled very happily.

"That's a good idea! Mother, then you can give me a few more pieces now! ”

Wang Jinlian used to be quite disdainful of these old clothes. I always dislike what others have worn.

Later, after she put the clothes on herself, she tasted the sweetness.

I don't know how these clothes are made?

The material is very good.

The ordinary spinning wheel in the countryside can't be made at all.

Especially those sweaters.

After washing, they are dismantled one by one and re-beaten, and the clothes are as good as new.

Such a good sweater, wearing him for ten or eight years, is easy.

Moreover, it is not uncommon for this kind of sweater that can be used repeatedly to be passed on to one's next generation, or to the next generation, and to pass it on like an heirloom!