Junko holds a kitchen knife in both hands, chopping chili peppers and shedding tears.

Xiao Quanzi was choked and covered her eyes, "Ahhh ”

"Get out of the way, you squirt on this, what else are you going to do."

Xiao Quanzi shrank his neck timidly, and thought: Where am I going, didn't you ask me to come in and burn the fire. I added a handful of firewood and stood back.

After a while, Xiao Quanzi had to come up and remind:

"Master, you've poured too much oil."

"Master, belch, why don't you put oil on the pan without wiping it."

I only heard the water in the kitchen, when the water met the oil, there was an immediate crackling sound.

Shunzi immediately hurried, with a spatula in one hand and a large pot lid in the other, the cover was not right, and it was not right if it was not covered.

Outside the door, several mothers-in-law who were kicked out of the small kitchen were full of helplessness.

Junzi's dead-eyed one, unless the young master named him to do it, he couldn't change their hands.

And he said to them, "You haven't eaten it." ”

Yes, they haven't eaten it.

Then they haven't eaten pork, and they haven't seen a pig run. Isn't it just a stir-fry.

Xiao Quanzi shouted inside again: "Master, don't put more salt, here, this, how many spoonfuls do you put here?" It seems that there is no need to put salt in the sauce. ”

Junko scolded in the smoke: "You didn't remind you earlier. , I'll be angry when I see you, and I don't need you. The tears on his face were not dried, and the peppers were even more pungent when he got out of the pot. And this hand, after wiping the tears, flowed more happily.

In fact, the matter of chili peppers, let alone Shunzi, even Song Fusheng wondered why his chili peppers were so spicy.

It's obviously a normal little pepper, and it's not that kind of pure spicy girl.

In the space, the red ones, the dried ones, when making fish, break them and put them in to borrow some flavors.

It turned out to be spicy.

I thought that the green peppers grown would not be so spicy when they were not red and dry.

Before, Song Fusheng still thought that if he planted green peppers, he could use them if he couldn't prepare the dumpling filling. But when you actually grow it, you know: it's impossible. What does it taste like when you put it in the dumpling filling? Use for stir-frying at most.

As soon as Xiao Quanzi heard it, he didn't need him, so don't go up and scold, and the chili sauce is about to come out of the pot, so he has to turn around and go out.

Junko suddenly stopped him again: "You wait. ”

When Xiao Quanzi turned his back to Junzi, he squeezed his eyebrows and pursed his lips, looking disgusted, but when he turned around, he looked like he would change his face, and said with a smile: "Hey, Master, you say." ”

"Find some old clothes. You boys, if you have old padded jackets that you don't wear, bring them to me. Ask those on duty. ”

"Yo, Master, what are you?"

"I'm going to give it away."

Shunzi was sad for Song Fugui.

During the meal, he asked Song Fugui, your padded jacket was damaged by a wolf, why don't you change it.

Song Fugui said, I didn't change it.

Song Fugui also said:

"The one on my body that was scratched and damaged, I still picked up my Fusheng brother, and my Fusheng brother didn't change his cotton clothes.

The one I had before was burned in the cellar, and one sleeve was half burned.

Later, when I entered the village to collect the big urn, the son of the village was going to beat me, so he pulled me up, and then tore my collar and front placket to pieces, and almost came to the house bare-chested. ”

The straight who listened to it was so sad. patted Song Fugui on the shoulder on the spot and said, "Alas, your clothes should be too torn, otherwise how could they be torn apart?"

No, Shunzi planned to collect some old cotton clothes when he turned around, and the cotton clothes of these little guys in their Guogong Mansion were also very good, so they were sent to that group.

"Grandfather, how's it going?"

It's really embarrassing to die for the grandfather of the country, at a young age, he is going to be killed by Shunzi's craftsmanship, salty and spicy, and hurriedly drinks tea.

"Grandfather, I want to make that group more diverse and equip the good troops."