"What's going on?" As he spoke, he slapped twice harder, still unable to think of anything, and finally looked blankly at the few people opposite.

"Uncle, auntie, what's going on? I don't remember at all, I remember that I went up the mountain yesterday to collect medicine. But I don't even know what happened next. ”

"Alas. Forget it, if you don't remember, you can't remember, let's go cook, we all have injuries on our bodies, and we're very hungry! Liu Cuizhen was impatient.

"Oh!" Qing Jin slowly turned around and walked towards the location of the kitchen step by step, patting her head as she walked.

After seeing her enter the kitchen, Liu Cuizhen was looking at her husband and children, and muttered quietly, and they supported each other and copied each other. go to their respective rooms.

In Liu Cuizhen and Qing Shaocai's room, the faces of the two of them were very ugly at this time, he never thought that when they were sober, there were so many injuries on their backs, and they looked like they had been whipped.

"Old man, did you think that damn girl has really recovered?"

Qing Shaocai was silent for a while, and then spoke: "Whether you recover or not, stay for a while, you are testing it." ”

"Uh-huh, can't be careless!"

What is Qing Jin tinkering with in the kitchen at this time? The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and that wicked smile hung on her face, where was the cowardly expression just now?

I have to say that tonight's play is really exciting. When the bamboo stick was whipped on them, her heart couldn't have been more happy.

Seeing that they should not be dead to themselves, and they are still trying their best to bully themselves, so don't blame yourself for being rude.

Originally, she thought that as long as they were honest, then she wouldn't care so much anymore, after all, she was also a member of the Qing family now.

It was in their house that they ate and drank and grew up, although they usually treated themselves very badly. But there is a saying that the grace of nurturing is greater than the sky, and if you care so much, your neighbors will also point fingers at you.

However, she only now realized that she was wrong. If they don't care about face, why should she care so much?

At this time, the water in the pot was already boiling, and Qing Jin poured the bowl of things in his hand directly into the pot. Stir it up in a mess.

So I went and put the freshly picked vegetables on the board and cut them again.

After doing all this, she started stir-frying.

Half an hour later, Qing Jin brought the prepared meal to the main house.

Her eyes looked at the room where the eldest aunt and the others were, and then shouted crisply.

"Uncle, auntie, it's time to eat......"

The two people in the room who were whispering stopped immediately after hearing her voice.

At the moment, their backs hurt so badly that even some medicine didn't help.

After a while, the living room was full of people, and when they saw the food on the table, their faces became even more ugly.

"You. That's what you cook? Qing Shaocai pointed to the food on the table, his face turned blue with anger.

Where is this food, this is simply pig food, is it good?

Look at that lump of gnocchi, and there's not a layer of dust on it, what the hell is that?