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"Cheng Yue doesn't have any money, so he can't ask for it." Zhu Lingling said lightly.

"He's the director of the factory, how could he not? Don't you want to give? His father's life was dragged back from the ghost gate, and he should pay as much as he wants! Yang Cui was angry, thinking that Zhu Lingling was too bunty, "Did your evil mother-in-law put away the money?" ”

"Who do you say is evil mother-in-law?" Wu Chunfen, who was listening to the corner outside, finally couldn't help it, "If it weren't for marrying her, my family wouldn't have owed so much money?" It is she who owes our family, not to mention giving money, she should help us repay our debts! ”

"What to pay off the debt?" Yang Cui's voice became sharper.

Zhu Fuling's heart jumped, for fear that Wu Chunfen would say something wrong, so she quickly dragged Yang Cui away, "There is nothing to repay the debt, it's not too early, you go back first." ”

The matter of 700 yuan must not be known to Yang Cui, otherwise with Yang Cui's pungent temperament, it will have to disturb the Cheng family.

Then she would like to live a peaceful life.

Yang Cui scolded and scolded, opened her mouth and closed her mouth and shouted that Zhu Fuling wanted to help her brother save the bride price for his daughter-in-law.

Zhu Lingling didn't respond.

Finally sent her away, she turned her head to meet Wu Chunfen's gloomy face.

"I'll just say that your Zhu family is all debt collectors, one or two of them are thinking about sucking the blood of our Cheng family! I won't let Ah Yue give it to you for a penny, you die! ”

Wu Chunfen already had an opinion on her, but after being made so troubled by Yang Cui, the relationship was barely eased and fell to the bottom again.

Zhu Ling's life in the Cheng family is even more difficult.

No matter what she does, Wu Chunfen always has to stab two sentences.

"I can't even make a fire, clumsy!"

"It's dark, and I don't know how to drive the chickens into the cage, so I know to stand and be lazy!"

"On a hot day, what water to boil and take a hot bath, hypocrisy!"

Zhu Ling's headache was splitting.

If Cheng Juan hadn't asked her to stay and make mustard, she would have packed up and returned to the family home.

It seems that the mustard must be made early.

In the early stage, mustard needs to be cleaned, dried and developed, and then pruned, pulled out, and then accompanied and jard, and each process can not be wrong.

Especially in the pickling process, it is easy to have problems such as cotton bales, turning water, mildew, rancidity, etc., which will eventually affect the color and taste of the finished product, and even fail directly.

It takes two days for the mustard to pickle.

In the past two days, Zhu Poria has repeatedly studied the recipe of the mixture.

In her previous life, she had eaten all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, but she had a soft spot for mustard.

If you eat too much, your mouth will be dizzy, and she has also studied the formula on a whim, so the formula is not difficult for her, the difficulty is the accurate ratio and actual operation.

"Sister-in-law, I found you all the pepper powder, chili powder, and salt you wanted, can you make mustard?" Cheng Juan's eyes were shining, and she couldn't wait.

Zhu Lingling could only shake her head, "It's not marinated yet, let's do it tomorrow." ”

"So are you cooking today? It's been a long time since I've eaten the pasta you've made, but I'm hungry. Cheng Juan said, saliva was about to flow.

Wu Chunfen poured cold water directly, "She knows how to cook!"

Since she married into the Cheng family, hasn't she been idle one day?

Asked her to wash the dishes before, it was more difficult than climbing to the sky, so in order not to work, she deliberately went to the factory family courtyard to harass Ah Yue! ”

"My sister-in-law is very good at cooking now, especially pasta, which is delicious! Sister-in-law, you just show your hands! Cheng Juan took a handful of noodles and came over.

"Okay." Zhu Lingling nodded and went to the kitchen.

Cheng Juan was shy, "I'll help light the fire!" ”

Seeing this, Wu Chunfen felt inexplicable.

It's weird.

What kind of soup did Zhu Fuling pour into Juan'er, Juan'er was like a different person, she used to hate Zhu Lingling the most.

She wants to see what Zhu Fuling can make!

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