The Xin brothers and sisters finished the business in the store in a mess. Jiao Niang was okay, after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't figure it out and decided not to want to, but Xin Ping was always immersed in what Ye Wenzhou said, and even broke several bowls in his hand.

Back at home, Lin's mother and daughter saw that Xin Ping's mood was wrong. asked Jiao Niang, Jiao Niang didn't dare to tell the Lin mother and daughter all the things, but just said that her father's old friends came to see them from Luonan, Xin Ping thought that her father and mother were a little sad.

Xin Ping hid in the room and didn't know what he was thinking, while Jiao Niang was busy making red bean paste filling: take out the soaked red beans, change them to clean water, put them on the stove and boil them over high heat, simmer them over low heat, and stir them again after a while.

When the red beans are very bad, Jiao Niang uses a spoon to crush all the red beans. Add the prepared lard to the pan, melt the lard, pour in the red beans and brown sugar and stir-fry over low heat. It wasn't until the red bean paste filling was fried that the water was dried up and Jiao Niang didn't stop, and put the red bean paste filling aside to cool down.

"Jiao Niang, come and help." Widow Lin called Jiao Niang in the yard, it turned out that Xin Ping had not come out, Widow Lin and Lin Ruyi were really powerless to make sweet potato vermicelli, Jiao Niang thought about the family vermicelli workshop or had to hire two men to do it.

But now except for Xin Ping, a normal man, the others are old and weak, Xin Ping is still busy in the store, and it is really not safe to let two strange men in and out at home.

When the sweet potato vermicelli was finished, Jiao Niang was so tired that she had a sore back and didn't want to eat dinner. Lin Ruyi brought the meal to the room and persuaded her: "You can take a bite anyway." Eat sloppily at noon, and how can you not eat at night! ”

Jiao Niang was tired and didn't want to speak, so she waved her hand and lay down on the bed. Lin Ruyi wanted to call her again, but found that she had fallen asleep soundly.

Remembering that the shop will open tomorrow, Jiao Niang got up early in the morning and was busy in the kitchen. Today, the whole family doesn't make vermicelli anymore, and they are all busy with tomorrow's things. Xin An was already more than a year old and could walk, so he was taken by Xin Wuxian to play in the yard.

Widow Lin was busy making egg scramble dough, and Jiao Niang also taught her to make finger cakes, and the dough of hand cakes also needed to be made in advance. Widow Lin was very busy with just two kinds of materials.

Lin Ruyi was also assigned tasks: making wontons and dumplings. Don't underestimate this matter, from mixing noodles to chopping vegetables, adjusting the filling and wrapping wontons and dumplings, the steps are also extremely cumbersome, not to mention that the wontons and dumplings each have three different filling flavors.

Xin Ping helped everyone, lighting the fire, washing pots and dishes, handling ingredients, and from time to time to take a look at Xin An and Wuxi. There are no materials to go out to buy, and for a while, Xin Ping was busy and had no time to be depressed.

Jiao Niang is responsible for more: sour and spicy phoenix feet, boiled preserved egg and lean pork porridge and white fungus lotus seed soup, as well as steamed bean paste rice cake.

From morning to noon, the work of the Lin family's mother and daughter was finally done. A group of people ate casually, and the people came with people again, with Jiao Niang's last dismount, the group of people brought by the people this time were more reliable.

Jiao Niang chose two people to be the second child in the store, and directly signed a death contract with two young and strong men, and asked them to go to their home to make noodles. Seeing that Jiao Niang is so bold, the teeth of the smile are gone.

When the others left, Xin Ping took the guys in the store to familiarize themselves with the environment of the store, and did the final cleaning by the way. The mother and daughter of the Lin family helped Jiao Niang to do the work together, and someone helped Jiao Niang, and several things of Jiao Niang had not been finished after dinner.

Looking at the tired others, Jiao Niang drove them to rest: "I'm done steaming the rice cakes." Go and rest first! "The others are really tired, so they don't shirk and rest.

There was only one lady left in the kitchen, and the lamp on the table glowed orange, reflecting the quiet and warm kitchen.

Jiao Niang steamed the glutinous rice flour and dough over high heat, rolled the glutinous rice skin into a thin layer with a rolling pin, and stacked the red bean paste filling on the glutinous rice skin. After wrapping in rolls, sprinkle soybean flour on top and cut into small pieces with a knife. Carefully put the red bean paste glutinous rice cake in the steamer, and Jiao Niang finished the last thing.

Looking at the neatly stacked food in the kitchen, Jiao Niang finally breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want to care about the revenge that Ye Wenzhou said, for her, Xin's father and mother were just strangers, and Xinping Xin'an was her relative.

She and Xin Ping don't have world-class martial arts, and she doesn't have legendary abilities. If she could, she just wanted to live an ordinary life with her brothers. I just don't know what Xin Ping thinks in his heart.

Xin Ping didn't feel sleepy at this time, he tossed and turned on the bed like a pancake, and all that was swirling in his mind was what Ye Wenzhou said. If what Ye Wenzhou said is true, then how did his parents die, and who did he die, he is obliged to verify the obligation to avenge his parents.

But there are now three women in the family, a younger brother and a child. What would they do if something happened to him? What if they attract their parents' enemies to kill them?

In any case, he could not put them in danger. Xin Ping was in a dilemma, and this emotion tugged at him and made him miserable.

"Brother Xin, are you resting?" Lin Ruyi's voice came from outside the door, and Xin Ping hurriedly jumped out of bed and opened the door: "What's wrong?"

Lin Ruyi stood outside a little shyly, holding a purse embroidered with a ruyi pattern in her hand. Seeing Xin Ping, Ruyi smiled shyly and said, "I see that your purse is a little old, so I'll embroider a new one for you." ”

Xin Ping took the purse, stroked the fine stitches on it, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you for your wishes." I have to cook every day with Xin'an, and I still have to do the needlework of everyone in the family......"

"That's what I'm supposed to do, after all...... I'm their sister-in-law......" Lin Ruyi's voice became smaller and smaller. Maybe she was too embarrassed to say this, and her face was getting redder and redder.

Xin Ping didn't feel the shyness of his daughter's family at all, but nodded and said, "Yes, after all, the eldest sister-in-law is the mother." Ruyi rest assured, we will get married as soon as the filial piety period is over, and when the time comes, you just need to take Xin An and our children, and I will buy two people to serve you......"

"Phew. The more you talk about it, the more it doesn't have a proper shape. Lin Ruyi stomped his feet, turned around and ran away.

Xin Ping looked at her thin back and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. Looking at the purse in his hand, what he wanted was always the happiness of his family, and he was sure that his father and mother also hoped so.

Xin Ping made up his mind at this moment that no matter what the future holds, he will do his best to let his family live a peaceful and happy life. In the matter of revenge, he is at ease with what he encounters, and he will do it when he has the opportunity, and he will not take risks if he is not sure.

Thinking about this, Xin Ping suddenly felt open in his heart and had no burden......