The next morning, my mother-in-law got up and walked to the stove. Remove the lid of the stove. Beat the fire with flint. Then take the water and hang it in an iron pot.

She went to knock on the door of the cave room, and she wanted to wake up Xiaohua and tell her that on the second day of the wedding night, the rule of her family was that the bride would make breakfast for her mother-in-law's family.

Zhong Liguo walked over to stop his mother and whispered

"Mother, let her sleep. She's still a doll with a long body. ”

The mother-in-law was unhappy and said with a cold face

"This is the rule of the ancestors, the bride worries about making the first meal she enters the door for the family. Look at this daughter-in-law's ability.

She doesn't cook, who does, what's the whole thing, this big morning. ”

Zhong Liguo said firmly

"Isn't it just rice when I make it! I'm just going to do it, what rules are there. Mom, you're just a lot of things. ”

The mother-in-law was even more unhappy and complained

"You, you cook, how can you cook, eat the food you cook, I have to eat in the wrong place.

You, just messing around, in the end, I was so tired that I couldn't even get a new daughter-in-law to eat. ”

There was a creak, and the door to the cave opened. Xiaohua's sleepy eyes and loose hair are also messy. But standing there neatly dressed,

She yawned and said slowly

"Mother-in-law, I don't know how to cook yet, and I haven't been in the kitchen at home. However, I cook, as long as I don't dislike it" Xiaohua's mother-in-law saw Xiaohua's initiative to appear, and comforted many Cen is happy.

Said happily

"Ordinary people's breakfast is simple, flowery, and our family has a small population. It's white rice porridge. The others are pickles and sorghum buns."

"You really can't do it, I'll teach you to do it."

Xiaohua said with a smile

"Since it's a house rule, if you want to see my ability at the first meal, then please rest. I cook. ”

"I've never eaten pork, but I've always seen pigs. I learned to cook. ”

Zhong Liguo also said positively

"I'll light the fire, Xiaohua just cooks, okay."

The mother-in-law said with a grin

"It's okay, it's okay, eat a meal for your two children, it seems that I am a blessed person."

After speaking, the mother-in-law happily walked out and went back to her bedroom.

Zhong Liguo looked at Xiaohua and said distressedly

"My mom is gone, no one knows, I'll cook, okay. You go to sleep. ”

Xiaohua said with a smile

"Cooking, it's not hard for me,

It's just that my clothes are not for cooking.

When you work, you don't have a cooking apron at home.

Otherwise, my clothes will not be dirty. I can't wear it anymore. ”

Zhong Liguo noticed that Xiaohua was wearing yesterday's big red dress, and the clothes were all silk brocade fabrics.

Zhong Liguo said with a smile

"What is the apron for cooking. I really don't know. But you can wear my old clothes and work. ”

After speaking, Zhong Liguo stood up and took off his old, ordinary cardigan and gown.

Xiaohua didn't mind, so she put it on her clothes and wore it. The sleeves are a bit long, and the little flower rolls up the sleeves.

I started to work. Zhong Liguo was on the side to help.

On the other side of the stove, Zhong Liguo was burning firewood. He uses wheat straw and has seven acres of land in his backyard. This straw is the wheat from the wheat in the house.

Xiaohua wants to cook porridge, so I put more water, so I don't have to worry about burning the iron pot that makes porridge.

It's just that the pickles are probably going to be cut by me with a knife, and this thing will make my mother-in-law look down on it.

It takes a little time to make the steamed buns, wait for the porridge to be made and then take off, as long as it is hot, you can eat it.

She thought about it and took the initiative to do it. First, put a lot of water in the pot where the porridge is made. Zhong Liguo was just watching on the side, and he didn't know how to cook.

Xiaohua looked at the pot with a lot of water, and it wouldn't boil well for a while.

So he went to the cutting board and took out the pickle jar, a large piece of beet covered with red peppers. It is a small dish that my mother-in-law pickles herself before autumn.

Xiaohua looked at the kitchen knife placed aside, very weak. She subconsciously turned around, unconsciously and silently glanced at Zhong Liguo.

Zhong Liguo is still a corpse madman in Xiaohua's heart.

Busy burning the firewood in the stove, Zhong Liguo. But he didn't pay attention to Xiaohua's peeking at her, that very strange gaze.

Xiaohua finally gritted her teeth and used her right hand hard, grabbed the big kitchen knife, and worked hard to cut the beetroot.

She found that this big beetroot was really stumped for herself.

I cut it down, but there was no reaction.

Then he cut it hard, and he cut into a little flesh, an ordinary beetroot, why is it so difficult.

Zhong Liguo, the one who burned the fire in the stove.

As a result, a large pot of water quickly boiled, white foam bubbled, and a wave of energy tumbled onto the edge of the pot.

The two couples, who don't know how to cook in the kitchen, haven't noticed it yet, and are still busy with their own things.

Xiaohua cut the beetroot that gave her a headache, and Zhong Liguo tried her best to burn the fire.

As a result, a very high stream of hot white rice soup tumbled and fluttered out. Directly like a gust of wind, the fire was extinguished in an instant.

Zhong Liguo looked at it and felt that there was still a lot of hot white rice soup in the pot.

I thought that Xiaohua was a very clear person, and she actually knew how to put more water. Poured out such a lot of rice soup, there are a lot of enough in the pot to fill the family. Right here, he felt that the white rice soup had been successfully boiled.

Seeing Xiaohua struggling to cut the beetroot there, Zhong Liguo said

"Flowers, I'll cut them, the white rice porridge is all boiled. Go and rest, and I'll call you to eat later. ”

Xiaohua was willing to walk away, she knew in her heart that her mother-in-law had to look at her own ability. Just said

"I'll go serve porridge, set the table, and set the table."

She took a bowl by herself and served it bowl by bowl. Look at the boiled white rice soup, Xiaohua thought, why is this white rice soup so watery.

Is it the white rice wrong, or what's going on! At home, Aqing's boils are sticky and fragrant.

At this time, Xiaohua looked back at Zhongliguo again, and saw Zhongliguo cutting beets. That hand is up and down, and it can't be neat. She instinctively stirred up in her heart.

Silently clean up the square table and place each bowl of porridge. Xiaohua suddenly remembered that the bun was not yet hot. She hurried into the kitchen.

Said anxiously

"Fruit, brother. That bun is still cold, what should I do? ”

Zhong Liguo heard Xiaohua ask anxiously. Just put down the kitchen cutter. Turn around and go and rekindle the fire.

Xiaohua saw a bamboo basket with a lot of steamed buns stored in it, so she walked over. I took five or six of them and put them in the steamer. Zhong Liguo hung up the shelf and hung up the steamer.

Xiaohua was worried that there was too much water in the steamer, so she steamed the steamed bun for a long time and only put a little water.

After a while, the steamer was steaming white. Zhong Liguo looked at the steamer and felt that it was okay.

He closed the door of the little stove. Extinguish the fire.

Turn on the steamer and a hot breath comes to your face. Zhong Liguo felt in his heart that the meal had been done.

Mom wants to see Xiaohua's ability, and it's basically no problem.

happily took out the buns one by one. Xiaohua took the plate where the steamed buns were placed, and walked easily to the hall, where the square table was placed. Seeing that she had arranged it, Xiaohua took the initiative to go to the door of her mother-in-law's bedroom.

Knock lightly on the door. Say it out loud

"Mother-in-law, it's time to eat."

The mother-in-law opened the door, looked at Xiaohua, and said with a very suspicious expression

"It's a minute, Kung Fu. It's all done? ”

Xiaohua stared at her mother-in-law and nodded in affirmation.

She really wanted to see her mother-in-law look very satisfied when she was eating. And Xiaohua felt like she would see it in a while. Mother-in-law must be very satisfied. She thought confidently with joy in her heart.

The mother-in-law didn't say much, but walked with Xiaohua to the hall.

The mother-in-law saw the white rice soup in the bowl at a glance.

Directly turned around and looked at Xiaohua with a nose, and said coldly

"This grain is all grown in the land, and we grow it ourselves.

You don't know how to cook, but tell me, I'll teach you how to cook. But wasting food is the last thing you should do.

This rice soup is not cooked in the first place, and drinking it will hurt your stomach.

And the steamed bun, my old eyes are dizzy, and it is not steamed thoroughly.

Ay! That is, pickles, you can also cut them. ”

Xiaohua was embarrassed

"Beets, it's the fruit brother, he, he cut it. I can't do it, it's just that porridge, that porridge, mother-in-law, you haven't drunk it yet. I know it's not cooked yet. ”

The mother-in-law rolled her eyes, picked up a bowl of porridge, handed it over, and said to Xiaohua

"Flowers, you drink yourself. White rice porridge, what it tastes like, you should always know! ”

Xiaohua obediently took the bowl of white rice porridge and drank it herself.

She suddenly felt a sweet taste of raw rice grains running through her mouth.

This is the first time Xiaohua has drunk half-cooked white rice soup. She knew that this was the taste of uncooked rice.

Putting down the rice bowl, Xiaohua looked at the table very guiltily, and said embarrassedly that she had set up breakfast

"I was wrong, mother-in-law."

The mother-in-law changed her face and said with a smile

"It's nothing. The half-cooked white rice soup, I'll go and boil it again. You just need to know what you're wrong. ”

Seeing her mother-in-law change her smiling face, Xiaohua felt a lot better. I don't feel comfortable not there.

Zhong Liguo walked in. Said as he looked at the table

"What's the matter, it's really undercooked, I made the porridge, and it was my fault for not cooking. Mom, don't be cruel to the flowers," the mother-in-law said as she looked at her son upset

"Am I the one who is fierce? Do you figure it out! ”

Zhong Liguo hurriedly said positively

"It's my fault, okay. It was me who was wrong. ”

When the mother-in-law saw her son, she apologized, so she didn't say anything and took the initiative to go into the kitchen.

With one hand, he took out the iron pot for boiling porridge and poured back bowls of white rice porridge.

I also brought that plate of steamed buns into it.

At home, Aqing is already a capable master like a martial artist.

When I saw my mother-in-law today, I actually picked up the big iron pot, so easily and quickly.

Xiaohua admires her mother-in-law's good skills from the bottom of her heart.

Breakfast ended like this, and Xiaohua stood alone by the water platform with the dishes and chopsticks she had packed, washing and washing. It's a lot of fun.

Zhong Liguo was called to her bedroom by her mother.

The mother-in-law said politely

"You are also married and have a family, and you are not allowed to go to the market in the future, drink and have fun.

Yours is a little serious to do. And make money to feed your family. ”

Zhong Liguo glared at his mother and said angrily unconvinced

"You, do you mean to split up?"

The mother-in-law said gently

"No, I'm talking to you.

The food in this family needs money.

You also married a big vase.

It's useless, but this big vase costs money every day to keep it.

You say, you say, our family

It's just this situation, don't you know it in your heart? ”

Zhong Liguo said in silence for a long time

"Mom, Xiaohua's wedding dress is yours."

The mother-in-law became nervous, wondering if this bastard was going to go back to that dress.

Then he said lightly

"Why, this dress is in a safe place. What are you doing. ”