The two brothers were still staring at each other, no one was convinced, so she waved impatiently to drive people away, "Go, go...... Get out of the way, don't get in the way of the old lady's eyes here, I'll be annoyed when I look at you. ”

The brothers were blasted out of the stove room again.

Waiting for Luo Ziwei to cook another pot of coarse noodle cakes, so as to drink fresh chicken soup, as soon as she opened the grain urn and looked at it, she couldn't help but take another breath of cold air, and the irritability in her heart rose up.

I saw that the coarse noodles in the grain urn were less than half a pot left, and if they didn't hurry up to make money to buy grain, their family would be tragically cut off!

This is really an uncomfortable and unpleasant thing.

Alas...... Thirty yuan can open her living space, thirty yuan can let the things in the living space at her disposal, and the poor life will be improved.

Alas...... It's a pity, these thirty dollars are really hard to earn.

Luo Ziwei estimated that if she couldn't get back the thirty yuan, her old man would go crazy.

The dinner plan did not change quickly, and the original plan of eating cakes in fresh chicken soup and stewing a large pot of chicken ...... Say that the soup is in the soup?

Otherwise, tonight they have finished making thick noodles into cakes, and tomorrow the whole family will have to starve to death.

In this way, the family's dinner was full of a large pot of chicken soup batter, plus a large pot of chicken stewed with mushrooms.

The smell of chicken once again filled the Yun family's small courtyard.

Zhang He and Wang Lin, the two neighbors around the left, smelled the fragrance and muttered in their hearts.

Ouch, this old Yun family, why are you stewing chicken again? There's only a big hen with a reed flower in this house, and I can't finish it, what's the matter?

The news of Luo Ziwei going up the mountain did not spread, so how did Zhang He and Wang Lin know that she came back from hunting pheasants in the mountains?

Before eating, Luo Ziwei filled a bowl full of chicken, plus a few pieces of mushrooms, and handed it to Yunhe, "You go and send it to your Uncle Lizheng's house, so that he can also taste the game stewed by Niang."

But Yunhe, if your uncle asks you what is in this bowl, don't tell him. Huh? Second, what kind of eyes do you have? Yes?

What's the matter, can my mother still hurt them? I'm letting them taste the chicken stewed with fresh mushrooms without knowing it, can it be fragrant to death, do you know?

What a deflated cake thing, did you eat this stuff when you were a child? Now that I have eaten a full meal for a few days, I forget that I was so hungry that I almost ate Guanyin soil.

Don't talk about this mushroom, whatever my mother gave you at that time, you didn't hesitate to make it in your stomach, just don't starve to death.

The result? Didn't my mother make you all bigger? At this time, you are afraid that your mother will poison you, why are you not afraid earlier? ”

Yunhe was nagged by the old lady, one head and two big, his head was buzzing, he didn't dare to refute, took the sea bowl, and hurried to Uncle Lizheng's house.

In fact, Yunhe dared to stew the chicken with Song mushrooms in Lizheng Yang Deshun's family, but he was the same as He, and he believed that his mother would not do that uncertain thing.

Before, he objected to Luo Ziwei picking mushrooms to eat, but he was frightened by the Lin family's affairs, and he forgot for a moment that his mother was not an unreliable person before.

In addition, when the chicken was stewed and out of the pot, Luo Ziwei deliberately tasted a few pieces of mushrooms in front of several children, regardless of their crying father and mother's stubborn objections.

Then the two incense sticks passed, and when the whole family was nervous, she was safe and sound, so that Yunhe believed that the mushroom really wouldn't eat the dead.