Although her daughter-in-law was able to get food, Mrs. Cui was first concerned about Jiang Zhiluo's body.

"Don't worry about these for now, come, Zhiluo, wipe the rain first, drink a bowl of ginger soup to get rid of the cold, go to the back room to change into clean clothes, don't catch a cold."

Jiang Zhiluo nodded, and she was not pretentious, after she cleaned up.

She came out of the house, and then taught Mrs. Cui to pick leeks.

She looked at the rain outside, and said with some worry: "Mother, I don't know how my husband is, will it rain?" ”

Mrs. Cui said, "It's okay, if it rains, he should be able to borrow an umbrella and come back." ”

Saying that, Old Madam Cui couldn't help but look outside, looking calm, but she couldn't help but worry in her heart.

"Mother, why don't I pick up my husband?"

Old Madam Cui shook her head and said, "It's raining, and we don't have an umbrella at home, so it's not cost-effective to go out so rashly and get sick." ”

"Don't worry, Hibiscus will be fine."

"In the past, when he went to town on snowy days, he would come back well, and he would take care of himself."

In this way, Jiang Zhiluo and Mrs. Cui talked and picked a large handful of leeks.

Jiang Zhiluo scooped the washed leeks from the tank.

Mrs. Cui lit the fire and steamed the white flour steamed buns made at home first.

If it was in the past, Mrs. Cui would not be willing to make steamed buns with fine white noodles, this is also the first few days when Hehibiscus and Zhiluo just got married, and in the first few days, she wanted to make something delicious as much as possible.

It's just that there is not much rice and noodles in this jar.

In winter, the snow covers the mountains, and there is nothing to do, so you can only eat and live at home, even if the mother and son save some food, the small jar of food is not resistant.

I hope that Hibiscus can sell that basket of eggs today, and if it can be sold smoothly, it should be able to buy some coarse grain noodles and come back.

Old Madam Cui thought about this, burning firewood, and she was also preoccupied.

After Jiang Zhiluo washed the leeks, after thinking about it, she still said to Mrs. Cui: "Mother, that, if you fry leeks, you may need a raw egg, I don't know if we still have eggs at home?" ”

Jiang Zhiluo knew that the eggs at home were used to sell money for food, and to be honest, she was a little embarrassed to ask Mrs. Cui if she wanted to lay eggs now.

But she wandered around the back mountain for a long time, and she didn't find any wild eggs.

You can only use eggs at home.

If you fry leeks, if you don't use meat, you can only use eggs to scramble to eat, she thinks about the current situation at home, she can't beat more eggs, just beat one, at least the fried vegetables have that taste to be delicious.

When Mrs. Cui heard this, she hurriedly said: "Yes, I originally left two eggs at home, thinking that if the chickens in the chicken nest don't lay eggs in the past two days, I just boiled the eggs left for you to eat." ”

Even if Mrs. Cui is careful in her calculations, she is willing to give her daughter-in-law food.

She thought that she would treat her daughter-in-law well as a mother-in-law, and like a daughter-in-law, her daughter-in-law would be able to live a good life with her son with peace of mind.

Now the Cui family is not as good as before, and Mrs. Cui also wants to be as thoughtful as possible.

When Jiang Zhiluo heard this, her expression moved: "Mother, I want to take out one first." ”

Mrs. Cui has no opinion, "Zhiluo, you are also a member of the family, you can eat the things in the house you want, and arrange them however you want." ”

Jiang Zhiluo's heart was slightly touched, "Mother, I'm not afraid that I'll eat it." ”

"Don't be afraid, eat, let's find a way." Old Madam Cui now understands that the well-being of a person is more important than anything else.

Since Mrs. Cui agreed, Jiang Zhiluo cracked an egg in the bowl.

In order to beat eggs that look more.

Jiang Zhiluo added some water and starch to it, and then stirred.

She can shoot what looks like more eggs, and with one egg, it looks like two or three eggs.

"Mother, when my husband comes back, we can stir-fry."

Just as Jiang Zhiluo was saying this, she seemed to hear something outside the door, and she turned her head to look.

I saw that in the hazy smoke and rain, Cui Hejin slowly walked in wearing a moon-white robe.

His white clothes are like snow, like apricot blossoms and spring rain, and even more ethereal and picturesque.

The wind blew lightly, blowing his coat as if he were about to feather away.