In the evening, Ding Min's mother asked her aunt to make porridge, mainly to eat the small cold dishes she made today.

The sons and daughters-in-law at home are very puzzled, although they shouldn't eat much at night, is it a bit not hungry to eat porridge?

Ding Min's mother was very enthusiastic and asked her son and daughter-in-law to try the taste of small cold dishes. The eyes were full of anticipation.

Dr. Wu must have looked at it: "It's delicious, and the taste is crisp and raw." Mom, where did you buy it? ”

Then the third son said: "This one is quite good, and it is even better to have steamed buns." "If you just eat porridge, you can't eat enough.

The second daughter-in-law followed the sister-in-law to hold stinky feet, and when she entered the yard, the aunt said that the family made pickles: "Crisp and refreshing, I have never eaten like this before." ”

The third daughter-in-law had no room to play, so she could only nod.

Ding Min's mother was proud: "Eat, there is a jar at home, my own." When this jar is gone, I'll make some more. ”

Dr. Wu's face was full of surprise: "You do?" "The son and daughter-in-law are staring at the old lady, which is a little incredible.

Ding Min's mother looked arrogant: "Well, this time, it was your sister-in-law who instructed me to do it." I think I have that talent. ”

The eldest son immediately said, "That must be tasted carefully." "I followed the chopsticks and clamped them, which was really popular.

The third daughter-in-law was very worried: "Mom made it herself, how to eat this?" ”

Ding Min's mother's expression was not very good-looking: "Can't you eat it?" ”

The third daughter-in-law: "I think I can't eat like this, I'll pick up a few steamed buns and eat them carefully." ”

Well, people feel sorry for men who are hungry. Dr. Wu: "Yes, I think it's bad, eat it with steamed buns." ”

Then everyone was very face-saving, and they didn't move a few chopsticks to stir-fry the vegetables, and they all ate small cold dishes.

First, it is really good, and secondly, it highlights the popularity of this craft and must be brought out.

Ding Min's father glanced at his sons and daughters-in-law, and they were really good at praising people and acting. It's really good, and you can't just eat pickles.

Ding Min's mother was not happy at all, and looked at being eaten: "It's delicious, you can't eat like this, I don't have much in this jar." ”

Dr. Wu: "Mom, no way, this craft is so good." ”

Ding Min's mother: "But your in-laws said that after a few days, it tastes better." ”

Several people glanced at each other, and said in their hearts that they had overdone it.

It was Ding Sange who said: "Let's bear with it, it's okay." Let it sit for a few days before eating. Our mother has learned this craft, isn't it convenient to eat it in the future? ”

Well, Ding Min's mother was taken on the road to make pickles, and the next day she bought a bunch of vegetables, and people had to make their own pickles.

I feel that I don't need the guidance of the master after learning the craft.

Ding Min's father not only had to do a good job and wander around the yard under the instruction of others, but also felt sorry for his own bottles and cans. What a sin.

Ding Min's mother, what kind of person is that, delicate person, pickled vegetables have to be made into exquisite, to be honest, you still test your patience.

It's a pity that Ding Min's mother doesn't have patience in this regard.

So when my aunt went into the kitchen to cook, it was a mess everywhere. Especially the bad vegetables.

Auntie wants to say, it's too bad, at noon and at night, all the food is the vegetable gang eliminated by Ding Min's mother. Vegetable leaves.

It is estimated that the family will have to eat vegetables and leaves these days. The stomach of the family is a little guilty.

Ding Min said to Fang Yuan when he went home: "My mother-in-law took my mother on a pickled road, and we are guilty." ”

Fang Yuan likes to eat the pickles made by Lu Lao Niang: "My mother has real skills, you are blessed." ”

Ding Min: "I won't go home to eat recently, my aunt has skills and skills, I admit it, but my aunt's vision of accepting apprentices is really not successful, the same process, can my mother eat the pickles pickled?" ”

Fang Yuan nodded, looking at Ding Min's mother, who was not a cook, but the fifth sister-in-law knew her own mother very well: "That's quite a test of the stomach." ”

Ding Min: "My sister-in-law said that she didn't eat anything, but the child was still young and couldn't suffer like this, so my brother and sister-in-law took turns to go home to eat and cheer, leaving one outside to accompany the child to eat." ”

Fang Yuan sighed with her: "The old are old, the small are small, and it is not easy to take care of them." But it was my in-laws' trouble, and I didn't count myself, and it didn't have much to do with my mother. ”

Ding Min rolled his eyes: "I didn't take responsibility, did you hear the point?" ”

Fang Yuan still understood: "Understood, don't worry, I'll tell my mother when I go back, I must teach the craft." ”

Ding Min: "If you can't dissuade my mother's desire to live at home, then the church will be done." "It's not the same as it is now.

People are quite reasonable, but it turns out to be between the two.

Then Ding Min said: "But your family needs to cook more recently, anyway, I won't go home to suffer." ”

This is really not a problem, Fang Yuan: "Sister-in-law, don't care about the reason, the family doesn't give you a bite to eat." Rest assured. ”

Ding Min: "I want to thank you for what I said, forget it, our family is also rare to enjoy, my mother is so leisurely, I can't complain about others." ”

Fang Yuan was laughing over there, who knew that Ding Min's mother was a wonder.

Lu Lao Niang was entrusted by her daughter-in-law, and recently ran to Ding's house diligently, most of the family's vegetables were picked here, and the level of pickles of Ding Min's mother visible to the naked eye has improved, and now people have shared pickles with neighbors.

Everyone said, why did the professor of the Ding family suddenly become down-to-earth, and even pickled pickles.

The gossip on the side laughed: "Pickled pickles are not the point, the point is that he even knows how to give away and walk around with neighbors, this is not Professor Ding's style." ”

Several old ladies were secretly happy about it. Some people sighed, who would have thought that Professor Ding would get along so well with his in-laws. Or is it a family member in the countryside?

I don't think Lu Lao Niang is Ding Min's mother-in-law.

Ding Min's mother didn't feel it at all, she was very happy, she never thought that she would have a day when she could pickle pickles, this is all the patience taught by Mrs. Lu.

can be grateful to Mrs. Lu, and she chatted with Ding Min's father when she had nothing to do: "You said, if people ask for me, forget it, but if people don't ask me for anything, why don't I think it's appropriate." What can I do for others? ”

Ding Min's father spoke: "That's not good, don't give you pure friendship and discredit." And it's still going to be long, so don't worry about it. ”

Ding Min's mother nodded approvingly, and said two words: "That's right." ”

Ding Min's father was completely convinced, and he didn't hear the slightest irony in co-authoring it.

I knew that he wouldn't open his mouth, and no matter how smooth the pickles at home were, he didn't want to eat them, he had eaten enough, and he didn't welcome Lu Lao Niang to come over to teach his lover the craft.