Chu Yulan knew in her heart that Yang Suen was affected by her this time, and Chu Chuntao had opinions about her, so she counted Yang Suen. A sudden wave of anger rose in her heart, and then began to burn, she had to do something, or she would really blow up!

What should I do, pondered for a while, I already had an idea in my heart, and when I returned home after eating the buns, Chu Yulan told everyone what she thought.

"Girl, it's good, it's backbone, I like it!" Chu Changgui was the first to raise his hands and feet to support.

"Okay, if you can't get busy, you can call Ah Xiang to come and help." Chu Changfu weakly said that he could find foreign aid.

"No, I don't agree!" Cheng Fengzhi jumped up and objected when he heard this, these children are really lawless, this is the rhythm of death, after eating two full meals, I forgot about the age of starvation!

"Today's bun is good, it tastes very good, it has grown so big, it's the first time I've eaten such a delicious meat bun." Chu Liye glanced at Cheng Fengzhi, who was tense, and said an inconsequential word lightly, and after finishing speaking, he hummed a little song and went out to chat with someone.

"Mom, what do you mean by that, dad?" Chu Changgui was stunned.

"Yo, I can't see it, your dad still has this blood?" Cheng Fengzhi was also stunned by Chu Liye's move, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and his eyes were full of admiration.

Chu Yulan had already thought about it, no matter who objected, it was useless, she had to do this matter, that is, to show Chu Chuntao. It was Chu Liye's attitude that surprised her, she was more and more unable to understand Chu Liye, he always seemed to make amazing moves when people were unexpected.

That night, Chu Yulan and a pot of noodles, early the next morning, before dawn, the three brothers and sisters got up and started to work, Cheng Fengzhi said that it didn't matter, when it came to the end, how could he really care. It's just that she didn't really call Shen Shangxiang to come over to help, she understands Chu Chuntao's character, and she doesn't want the Shen family to be involved in it and suffer from the pond fish.

The Chu family has three pots, only one of which is a large pot for steaming steamed buns, and another small pot, Chu Yulan boils a pot of millet porridge.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the first pot of steamed buns came out of the pot, and the aroma of white-flour steamed buns was overflowing, and Yang Suen came out of the house tremblingly, with two followers. As soon as Chu Yuzhen and Meng Qingyue saw the white steamed buns that had just come out of the cage, they cheered, and ran over to shout for food.

The kitchen is quite large, with a knee-high rice table with salted leeks, freshly fried vermicelli tofu with soybean sauce in the morning, and a plate of salted cucumbers. He also served a bowl of millet porridge for each of the three people, hot steamed buns, sandwiched with salted leeks or salted cucumbers, especially pickles stirred with chili oil, and the taste was more fragrant than meat.

The old lady finished her breakfast in silence, and took her granddaughter and granddaughter to the village to find her sisters of the same age, and Chu Yulan and the others continued to steam steamed buns.

Close the door to rain, the next night. Last night's rain didn't fall until noon, and then I stopped to catch my breath, the Chu family was already the third pot of steamed buns out of the pot, white and chubby, and there were no more than one or two hundred in total in the three pots.

"Lan'er, I said it's almost okay, just steam more, our family is really going to drink the northwest wind?" Cheng Fengzhi pulled Chu Yulan and persuaded her softly, but she didn't expect this child's temper to be quite terrifying, although she liked her like this.

But reason told her that the food at home was barely enough to eat for ten months, and there were still two months of green and yellow crops, and if she was allowed to mess around now, the gap would be big.