With the strong testimony of Wang Defa and his relatives, the people in the family home also had to believe that Shen Mingzhu really knew how to make chicken cakes.

There's nothing to say about Shen Mingzhu now, and some people talk about Ma Sufen's not.

If it weren't for Ma Sufen's family home saying that Shen Mingzhu was bragging, Shen Mingzhu would not have been called the nickname of "braggart king".

"Zhou Hao's grandmother, don't gossip about Pei Yang's daughter-in-law in the future, look at this joke, Pei Yang will come back and know about this in the future, maybe what to think of us."

Ma Sufen immediately pulled her face, "Can I be blamed for this?" I don't blame her for being a child, she will hide her skills, for fear that someone will learn to steal her job. Hmph, what's so great about making a chicken cake, my daughter-in-law can earn money and serve the family, not much better than her delicate little girl? After earning two dollars, it stinks. ”

"Aunt Ma, what you said is sour, if you bake a chicken cake twice, it can be worth half a month's salary for your daughter-in-law."

"That's right, your daughter-in-law is good, but Pei Yang's daughter-in-law is not bad."

Hearing everyone praise Shen Mingzhu, Ma Sufen went home with a black face and a huff.

"Look at her like that, she has been competitive all her life, this time she will lose face and lose her hair."

Everyone made fun of each other for a few words, and then talked back to Shen Mingzhu's chicken cake.

Everyone wondered, isn't it just a chicken cake, it's not that you can't buy it outside, why do you have to come to Shen Mingzhu to buy it, is it so delicious? Can you become an immortal after eating?

Shen Mingzhu was in a pretty good mood.

First, it was negotiated again, and second, Pei Ziheng, who usually looks like a rebel, actually knows how to maintain her stepmother outside, which makes her very pleased.

After cleaning up the oven, she called her stepson to the front.

"Given your heroic performance in preserving my reputation out there, I've decided to reward you well."

Hearing Shen Mingzhu say this, Pei Ziheng just had a trace of curiosity in his heart, but he heard Shen Mingzhu's words turn sharply, "But fighting is not right, a gentleman does not use his mouth, violence cannot solve the problem, it will only make the contradiction more intense, so I want to teach you a lesson, the merits and demerits are offset, just act as if nothing happened." ”

Pei Ziheng: "......"

talked about loneliness for a long time.

Knowing that Shen Mingzhu really knew how to make chicken cakes, and took over another business, Shen Baolan was sour again, not only sour, but also very puzzled.

The two of them are in the same village, she couldn't be clearer about Shen Mingzhu's background, how could a person who is lazy at home suddenly learn the craft of chicken cakes?

She couldn't sleep until she figured it out.

But she was worried that if she came to the door to ask Shen Mingzhu, she would be sent by Shen Mingzhu to change the law, and she was not stupid, and she hit it twice and hit it up.

Looking at her young and ignorant stepson, Shen Baolan's eyes rolled and she had an idea.

Seeing Shen Baolan come to the door, Shen Mingzhu was not surprised at all, but she was disgusted, "Why are you here again?" ”

Shen Baolan was also thick-skinned, and walked to the door with her stepson in her arms, while joking, "What, you are hiding a man at home, are you afraid that I will find out?" ”

Shen Mingzhu rolled her eyes, looking at the child's face, she didn't throw too much face at Shen Baolan.

"Where's your Pei Ziheng?"

Shen Baolan put her stepson Zhou Hao on the ground, looked left and right and said, "Let Xiaohao play with your Pei Ziheng, and we will chat." ”

Seeing this, Shen Mingzhu had no choice but to take Zhou Hao to the door of Pei Ziheng's room, knocked twice, and the closed door was opened.

"Zhou Hao is here, you can play with him."

Glancing at Shen Baolan in the living room, Pei Ziheng turned slightly sideways, and closed the door as soon as Zhou Haoren entered.

When Shen Mingzhu returned to the living room, he was despised by Shen Baolan on the sofa.

"You're so unproductive, even a four-year-old can hold you, and you have to knock on the door to enter his room, isn't this treating you as an outsider."

"Outsiders are outsiders, and I'm not his own mother."

Seeing that the provocation was unsuccessful, Shen Baolan sighed again, "It's also, it's not biological, no matter how you raise it, you can't raise it well, and you can't get along with it, like the two of us, you still have to give birth to one yourself, and your position is secure." ”

Shen Mingzhu teased, "Then why don't you hurry up and have a baby with your man, why are you here with me?" ”

"I want to give birth, isn't that what I came to?"

As she spoke, Shen Baolan suddenly squeezed her eyebrows, "Mingzhu, you and Pei Yang don't have a cave room yet, right?" ”

"Who said that?"

"You still want to hide it from me, I bet you're still a yellow flower girl!"

Seeing Shen Baolan's determined appearance, Shen Mingzhu felt uncomfortable inexplicably, as if her privacy had been spied on.

"You are the eldest daughter of Huanghua, I ...... the day I talked to Pei Yang about it"

According to the plot she had read in the novel, Shen Mingzhu spoke vividly, and Shen Baolan was dumbfounded.

Pei Yang is so violent?!

Shen Baolan asked Shen Mingzhu curiously what it was like, and Shen Mingzhu replied with a shy, "You know." ”

“……”

Shen Baolan pretended to drink water, but her mind was thinking about what Shen Mingzhu said, what kind of experience was it, why didn't she have it?

After coming out of Pei's house, Shen Baolan immediately asked her stepson, "Xiaohao, did Pei Ziheng tell you, who did his stepmother learn to make chicken cakes from?" ”

Zhou Hao devoured the chicken cake given by Shen Mingzhu, and he didn't have time to reply to Shen Baolan's words.

Shen Baolan was in a hurry and took away the chicken cake in her stepson's hand, "Don't eat it, what did Pei Ziheng tell you?" ”

"I'm going to eat chicken cake! Give me the chicken cake! ”

Seeing that her stepson was making a lot of trouble, Shen Baolan could only return the chicken cake to him, and pulled a small piece and stuffed it in her mouth.

The entrance is sweet, soft and glutinous, with a strong egg aroma.

Shen Baolan couldn't get enough of it, and broke another piece and stuffed it in her mouth

This next week, Hao will quit, kicking his two little short legs and crying, insisting that Shen Baolan return the chicken cake he ate.

Shen Baolan coaxed for a long time, her throat was smoking, and she coaxed people to buy toys tomorrow.

After that, Shen Baolan asked Zhou Hao again if Pei Ziheng said where Shen Mingzhu learned to make chicken cakes.

"Got it."

"Really? Ouch, what a good son for me! ”

Shen Baolan happily hugged Zhou Hao and kissed her, and continued to ask, "What did Pei Ziheng say?" ”

"I learned from books."

“……”

Fart!

As far as Shen Mingzhu's tofu scum brain, if she could learn to make chicken cakes by reading a book, she cut off her head and used it as a stool for Shen Mingzhu to sit on!