The origin of the wife's cake is normal, but the name is not good for a little girl to say, Li Kun smiled and suggested: "Why don't you change the name, what is this cake made of?" ”

Yingchun replied: "The filling is made of winter melon. ”

Li Kun said: "How about a winter melon horn?" You see that it is bent like a bull's horn, and it is also appropriate to call it a winter melon horn. ”

Xing Shuang hurriedly smiled and said: "That's what it was called, but because I was called too many people later, I changed it to my wife's cake." I'm a collector of recipes, and I heard this story when I came here, but I forgot it for a while, so I didn't mention the name. ”

Li Kun laughed: "That's right." ”

It's not, although Li Kun has only read women's training and women's precepts and the like, can he be stupid when he comes out of the scholarly family? Not to mention anything else, that is, in the book, she was able to survive until the end, and her son gave her an edict, which shows that she is not simple.

Xing Shuang chatted with Li Kun again and talked about another thing in the second room.

It turned out that the last time the Wang family came to complain, it was because Aunt Zhao was pregnant.

Aunt Zhao is the original Yuqing next to the old lady, different from Aunt Zhou's Yuning, Yuqing is pungent and spicy, has a tough personality, dares to fight and grab, and is not afraid of the status of the Wang family's main house at all.

And she is the person given by the old lady, with the support of the old lady, she is even more bent on competing for favor, so that Na Jia Zheng spends her alone.

On the contrary, Aunt Zhou is really like a book, quiet as a shadow. Jia Zheng went, she served honestly and didn't say much, Jia Zheng didn't go, she didn't look for it, and she didn't even take the initiative to come to her and show her face.

Because Aunt Zhao has a body, she wants more things, and the Wang family doesn't like it, but she still gives it patiently. But who knew that this Aunt Zhao wanted more and more excessively, and even one day the designated kitchen had to eat a six-month-old lamb, which was not good for a short month, and it was not good for an old man.

This is too ruthless, and the big kitchen is not vegetarian. The person in charge of the kitchen, but the senior housekeeper who has been trained in Xing Shuang's advanced course, when she encounters such a tricky request, she doesn't bother Xing Shuang, and directly sues the master of the second room.

Wang scolded Aunt Zhao for this, and Aunt Zhao cried in front of Jia Zheng, causing the couple to quarrel.

Xing Shuang would not provoke this kind of commotion, because even if the Wang family came to complain, she only used the "three obedience and four virtues" to send it away, and she didn't pay much attention.

But listening to Li Kun's words at this time, why is this Aunt Zhao even more boundless?

"Now I have made more than 20 pieces of clothes for three months alone, and my wife told her that children grow up fast, and it is useless to do this. She didn't listen, only said that there was no room for sand in her wife's eyes, and the angry wife wiped her tears again. ”

Xing Shuang took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly: "She didn't give birth again, how did she know if it was a man or a woman, and the clothes of this boy and girl were different, she was in a hurry to make it now, what if she didn't need it in the future?" ”

Li Kun sighed and said, "Isn't it? Although I think so, but that is the master's concubine, and I am a daughter-in-law, so it is not easy to speak. ”

Xing Shuang smiled: "I'm afraid that you and Zhu'er are not at peace because of the quarrel, so you came to me for help?" ”

Li Kun smiled awkwardly and said: "It is said that the aunt is in charge of this family, and the people in the family don't even dare to come out when they see the aunt." I don't ask my aunt to take care of her, I just ask my aunt to go to our place to sit and support my wife, so that she doesn't dare to make trouble anymore. ”

Xing Shuang thought about it and agreed.

It's not that she's soft-hearted, but Aunt Zhao's matter will really affect Jia Zhu's cultivation. Although Jia Zhu has become a relative now and it is time to move out, because the Zhijie Hall is really big enough to have an independent courtyard, Jia Zhu and his wife still live in it.

Besides, this Aunt Zhao should also press her, thinking of the virtue of her son Jia Huan in the book, Xing Shuang felt a little tricky.

The children of this family, if there is a rat droppings, they will spoil a pot of porridge.

Jia Baoyu has no choice, he seems to be destined to do this, no matter how he wants to change his fate, he was finally raised by Jia's mother and lived in the Nabi yarn cupboard.

And Jia Huan ...... Thinking about Jia Huan's biological mother and the character of his mother-in-law, Xing Shuang sighed deeply in her heart.

Fortunately, Tanchun is on her side!

Thinking of this, looking at Tanchun, who was silently stuffing his wife's cake into her sister's purse, Xing Shuangxin became even more tired.

It's not as good as the old one.

"What do you do?" Xing Shuang stopped and said: "Although there is no oil on the cake, it will also fall off the slag, so that your sister's purse is full of crumbs, and you will be happy?" ”

Tanchun slowly withdrew his hand, and said in a milky voice: "My sister always can't eat, I'm afraid she will be hungry." ”

When Yingchun heard this, she hugged her sister happily, rubbed and kissed her on the face.

"My sister is so nice."

Xing Shuang supported his forehead, that's it, Yingchun is indeed not wood, but now it has become a character who can be abducted if he gives a piece of candy.

But Tanchun's hand is really not afraid that my sister will be hungry.

When Li Kun left, Xing Shuang looked at Tanchun with a straight face, Tanchun was inexplicably a little afraid, and secretly crawled behind her sister.

Yingchun knew her mother's personality for a long time, and when she saw that she knew so much, she was really angry, so she hurriedly protected her sister and said, "Mother, what's wrong, I'm scared of my sister." ”

Xing Shuang sneered and said, "What's the matter? You ask your sister why I'm angry. ”

Tanchun blinked his eyes, his little hands tightly grasped the clothes behind Yingchun, and he quibbled in a milky voice: "I don't know." ”

"Oh? You don't know? Xing Shuang hooked the corners of her mouth and said to Jin Chuan: "Go and get a bowl of star anise cinnamon and peppercorns." ”

Jin Chuan looked at the master, then at the little master on the kang, and went out with a smile.

Yingchun looked at her mother with a confused expression, and really didn't understand what this meant.

"Mother?"

Xing Shuang leaned against the wall, one leg, on the kang, blocking the way for the little daughter to escape from the kang.

"Run for what?"

Tanchun looked at it pitifully and cried out miserably: "Mother." ”

Yingchun was even more confused.

After a while, Jin Chuan came in with a bowl of mixed spices, and before he could get close, he saw Tanchun rushing into Xing Shuang's arms with lightning speed, and buried his face in his clothes and refused to look up.

Yingchun gradually understood a little: "Are you afraid of the smell of spices? ”

Then she was furious, grabbed her purse, opened it, looked at it, and exclaimed, "My spices! ”

It turned out that this Yingchun fell in love with cooking, and she always had a bag of spices around her, not that she loved the taste, but it was convenient for her to use it at any time.

Because it has become a habit, she doesn't realize it herself, but Tanchun, who is still young, smells this smell every time she gets close to her sister, and she can't stand it anymore.

"You can't stand the smell and say it bluntly, why bother to spoil the spices in this purse, it's shameful to waste it, don't you know?"