A moment later another woman came to the kitchen with a basket.

"Luo'er, have you seen enough of so many dishes?" The woman's eyes were shining.

"Ouch, this dish grows so well." The village chief's wife looked at it with straight eyes.

The woman said in a loud voice, "No, I didn't expect Luo'er to be so capable, and the dishes over there are all very smart." ”

"Why can't we grow such a good dish?" The woman praised again with envy.

"Sister-in-law is blessed, this granddaughter-in-law is good." The village chief's wife looked at the Huang family on the side, and a good word floated out.

Huang smiled, "Look at what you said, Luo'er is diligent and watchful, so he can take care of it well." ”

Several people blew each other in business, and Su Luo smiled on the side and didn't speak.

The reason why these people are called to help is to improve the relationship between the neighbors, and on the other hand, to let them pass on what they see.

People who don't have much thinking ability will always be taken away from their rhythm in a few words, just like Wu Cuiwan brought the group of ignorant shrews in the village like that.

She can also let these positive characters see the situation of the Xiao family, and let them go out to bring rhythm, and there will naturally be fewer words to slander them in the future.

Besides, it's good for them to come and help.

No matter what era it is, it is inevitable to have a heart to cling, as long as the Xiao family is strong enough, there will be people who want to cling, so that all rumors are just rumors.

Which people are mutually beneficial, and which people are sincere, can be highlighted in this kind of communication.

Huang sat with them and continued to choose vegetables, while Su Luo continued to tinker with her buttoned meat.

When they saw her Su Luo come out holding a medium-sized clay pot, they craned their necks to look at it again.

"Luo'er, what are you doing here?" The village chief's wife asked impatiently.

Su Yi was burning the fire on the side, the pot was already dry, and Su Luo took a shovel to beat out the white lard from the clay pot.

Shovel after shovel, both of them looked red-eyed.

"If I want to make braised pork, I have to fry these pork belly first." Su Luo explained.

"Isn't it all shrunk when so much meat is fried?" The village chief's wife felt a pain in her flesh.

"Yes, so many people, Luo'er, you ...... like that," said the other woman lamentingly.

When Huang heard this, she was also a little distressed, but she didn't say anything.

"Sister-in-law, you should persuade you." The village chief's wife looked at Huang.

"It's nothing, Luo Er does it a lot." When Huang said this, he suddenly had a feeling of raising his eyebrows.

I usually think that Su Luo's extravagant and wasteful style is very relieved now.

The Huang family said so, and if they spoke again, it would seem that they were too uninformed.

In the end, he didn't say anything more, just suppressed the envy and jealousy in his heart.

Xiao Se seemed to have calculated correctly, Su Luo had just put the oil in, and the white lard had just melted and he arrived.

"Luo Luo, back off, let the husband come." Xiao Se bent over to the side to wash his hands, his eyes still staring at her.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you work outside with them? Su Luo looked at him strangely.

Xiao Se approached her and pulled the person aside, "It's not good if this oil is so hot if it splashes on you, Yi'er let me come aside, let me come." ”

"It's okay......"

"Be nice." Xiao Se stared at Su Luo deeply.

Su Luo's breath was suffocated, his ears burned a little, does this man want to be like this!

It's too obvious, in public, there are such gossiping women around.

"Ahem, Yi'er came over to my sister's place." Su Luo stepped back in embarrassment.