Chapter 261: Can You Eat It After Being Pasted Like This? (1 more)
Tianbao smelled the strange smell wafting from the kitchen, her little nose wrinkled, and she couldn't help but run to the kitchen to see what her grandmother was cooking.
As soon as I ran to the kitchen door, I happened to hear what my grandmother said, and I couldn't help but be stunned.
Grandma also learned to make meat sauce and want to sell it!
How can they steal the things made by the school lady and sell them for money?
Tianbao was very angry in her heart, and she was upset for her mother, her little fists were clenched tightly, and she wanted to rush in to reason with them.
But she thought about it again, although the meat sauce is made by her mother, but not only the mother can make meat sauce in the world, anyone can make it, and grandma can make it.
So, there's nothing wrong with them making pรขtรฉ to sell.
Besides, if she rushes in like this, grandma will definitely not reason with her properly, and maybe she will be beaten.
Tianbao cautiously stopped at the kitchen door, thinking, let's wait for my father and mother to come back!
So she went back to the gate of the courtyard and sat down, holding her face in her hands, her eyes locked on the direction of the village entrance, hoping that her father and mother would come back soon.
Zhou Li was tired, drank a bowl of water and sat on the gate pier at the gate of the courtyard to take a breath.
He saw Tianbao's eyes staring ahead without blinking, so he raised his hand and rubbed her little head, and said funny: "You have been sitting here for a long time, aren't you tired?" โ
Tianbao said, "I'm not tired! โ
After a pause, Tianbao tilted her little head to look at Zhou Li, and then whispered, "Uncle, do you smell anything?" โ
Zhou Li sniffed, as if floating out of the kitchen, he frowned and said, "It looks like something is fried, right?" By the way, your grandparents didn't go to work in the fields, what did they do in the kitchen? โ
Tianbao shook her head innocently, "I don't know! โ
"I'll take a look." Zhou Li grunted, then patted his ass and stood up, walking towards the kitchen.
Tianbao pursed her lips and quietly followed behind Zhou Li.
When Zhou Li entered the kitchen, Huang had already put the meat sauce into the jar and sealed it, but the pot had not yet had time to be brushed.
"Mother, what are you in this jar?" Zhou Li walked to the stove with a curious face, and reached out to remove the lid of the jar.
Huang quickly slapped Zhou Li's hand away, then picked up the jar, swept his eyes behind Zhou Li, and said with a calm face: "What do you care!" Get out and get out! What to do, what to do, don't ask what you shouldn't ask. โ
The more she refused to let her look, the more curious Zhou Li became.
He craned his neck to look into the pot, and the bottom of the pot didn't know what was sticking, a black layer.
"Mother, what are you frying? Can you still eat it with a paste like this? Zhou Li approached the pot and sniffed it, smelling a choking smell, so he looked at Huang with a suspicious expression, "Mother, you won't be learning from your sister-in-law to make spicy shredded pork, right?" โ
In the morning, when my sister-in-law was making spicy shredded pork in the kitchen, my father and mother came to the kitchen and stretched out their heads to watch. Later, when he saw the shopkeeper paying the silver to his sister-in-law, the eyes of the two elders were straight, and the envy and jealousy on their faces were not concealed at all.
Therefore, Zhou Li has reason to suspect that they stole the food made by his sister-in-law, and also wanted to sell it for money.
When Huang heard Zhou Li's words, he seemed to have been stepped on by his tail, and shouted loudly at the top of his voice: "You stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about?" What do you mean for me to learn from her? Is she the only one in the world? Only she can make these foods to sell? Who does she think she is? โ
Zhou Li didn't expect her to react so much, as if he dared to say one more word, she was about to jump up and eat people.
He silently took two steps back and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't say that my mother can't cook food to sell, it's just that your cooking skills are ......."