Ye Qingshan's eyes suddenly became ruthless.

I wanted to slam the door, but when I moved, it involved the wound on my body, and it was a hot pain.

"The two sluts raised by the son of a bitch, one day Lao Tzu will have to sell them!"

He staggered to the house of the village boss Ochiba.

As he was walking, he caught a glimpse of a whispering man and woman in the night.

Ye Qingshan stopped and hid in the dark to watch.

"Brother Ziming, since you and Ye Chujing have divorced, when do you think the good things of the two of us can be put on the agenda?"

Liu Piaofu wears an aqua blue cardigan with loose sleeves and a beige cotton skirt underneath.

Pinching the handkerchief, the person is like a weak willow supporting the wind, gentle and lovely.

Zhang Ziming thought that he would go to Beijing to take the exam in the future, and he would need a lot of silver.

The Liu family is the best reliance he can climb.

"Su'er, you know my affection, and I'm in a hurry to give you a name, but you always have to pick a good time, right?"

Liu Piaoxu covered her lips and smiled: "Don't worry, my birthday is an auspicious day for Huang Chen, and Daddy also has this intention to announce our marriage on the same day." ”

Brother Ziming can be regarded as having made a break with Ye Chujing's peasant woman.

It's her turn to be rich.

The night was dark and the moon was shining.

Liu Piaoxu looked at Zhang Ziming with a pair of apricot eyes, only to feel that he was more gentle after retiring from the marriage.

Whether it's her or Daddy, they are very satisfied with him.

Her relationship with him no longer has to be sneaky and disgraced.

Zhang Ziming was happy in his heart, and his expression on his face tried his best to be calm: "It's good that Su'er is happy." ”

is engaged to Su'er, and he wants to see which of his classmates dares to laugh at him.

thought of Ye Chujing's illiterate characters and ugly appearance, and he was embarrassed in front of everyone.

Zhang Ziming couldn't stand those mocking glances.

The two bowed their heads and whispered a few words, and Liu Piaoxu reluctantly said goodbye to him.

In the corner of the dark, Ye Qingshan's teeth were about to be crushed.

It's his daughter who is angry.

Zhang Ziming couldn't stand the golden beetle son-in-law, and let other women take advantage of the loophole.

Useless slut, he raised her for more than ten years in vain.

If he can't recover some interest, he won't be called Ye Qingshan.

Early the next morning.

Ye Chujing was dressed neatly, and her hair was tied up with a cyan headband, revealing her face with simple eyebrows.

After changing the core, the whole person's temperament is different and more vibrant.

Before washing, she practiced a set of eight dan brocade and five bird operas in the courtyard.

Here comes another set of three-way long punches.

The physical education course in college is still somewhat useful, at least she has always insisted on the moves taught by the physical education teacher.

The original owner's body is really empty.

I've only been exercising for a short time, and I'm already feeling sore.

Zhao got up and saw her waving around in the yard, and asked in a loud voice, "Jing'er, what are you doing here?" ”

Ye Chujing didn't squint, and stood steadily: "Exercise." ”

She's going to be a big businessman in the future.

The body is the capital of the revolution and must be well maintained.

Ye Chujing finished finishing the exercises, took three deep breaths, and then stopped.

It still has to be gradual, and she doesn't dare to eat a big fat person all at once.

Only then did he start washing, and Ye Chujing greeted: "Mother, I'll make breakfast this morning." ”

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Ye Chujing went to the chicken coop to check it out.

The old hen crowed for the wee hours of the morning, and it must have laid eggs.

Sure enough, Ye Chujing picked up an egg on the thatched pile.

I'm going to make an egg porridge for A-Niang.

Thinking so, she slipped into the kitchen neatly and cooked white porridge on a fire, skillfully and naturally.

Then he went to the well to fetch water to the kitchen tank.

After hanging two buckets, his body was already panting, and the tip of his forehead and nose were dripping with sweat.

Zhao was so distressed that he came over with a handkerchief to wipe her sweat: "Jing'er, I'll just do these jobs." ”

Ye Chujing bent down slightly, stood in place with her eyes closed, smiled and said, "I said that I will raise you." ”

"Mother, if you can't be idle, just give me a hand, I also want to practice my skills."

According to the description in the book, the original owner's mother went within a few months.

There should be some underlying diseases in the body, overwork, and finally the body bones can't stand it.

Ye Chujing thought that he had passed through.

Whether it is himself or his mother, he has to take care of his body and live a good life in the future.

Zhao saw that his daughter insisted, so he went to the kitchen to help her watch the fire.

The white porridge cooked quickly, and Ye Chujing took out a large bowl from the cupboard to hold the freshly boiled hot porridge.

Lightly tap the eggs on the edge of the bowl, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and add oil and salt.

Unfortunately, there is no soy sauce, but it smells good.

"Mother, our chicken laid an egg, I boiled egg porridge, you go to the yard for breakfast first, I'll fry some mustard greens."

She took the rag gauntlet, quickly took it out, and then went back to the kitchen.

Zhao saw that his daughter was working neatly, and he was sad and emotional for a while.

I always feel that my daughter has grown up overnight.

Such a big bowl of egg porridge was given to her to drink.

Zhao silently took another bowl and filled half of it and left it for her to dry.

It didn't take long to fry a green vegetable, and Ye Chujing was almost completed by dividing five by two.

There is also a little white flour at home, and she thinks it is also excellent to make a few fragrant buns.

Ye Chujing added some hot water to the flour and began to knead the dough.

Knead for a while, then use a kitchen knife to cut and vent the dough until the pores become smaller, and then it is almost kneaded.

Ye Chujing put a wooden board in the pot, put clean water, and brushed some oil in the steamer to avoid sticking to the pot.

After checking that the fire in the stove was not too strong, she went out to breakfast with the vegetables.

Zhao pushed the egg porridge over: "This egg is not boiled together in the porridge, but you have a lot of ideas for making such an egg porridge." ”

"Mother can't drink so much, I'm waiting for you to eat after frying."

Ye Chujing raised her eyebrows, knowing that her mother had specially left it for her.

"I'm not afraid that you won't be hungry and can't wait, egg porridge is fast and convenient."

She took a sip and squinted slightly with satisfaction: "But you have to drink it while it's hot, otherwise it's fishy." ”

Zhao sandwiched a piece of green vegetables into her bowl: "It's still warm, drink it slowly." ”

Ye Chujing always eats quickly, and the porridge in her mouth has not yet been swallowed, so she said vaguely: "I'm full, and I have to go to town today." ”

"Our fruit hasn't been sold, I'm going to boil some juice and sell it."

With that, she slipped into the kitchen again.

Take the washed bayberry, hawthorn and grapes out of the space.

It seems that these are the three fruits that can be taken today.

Ye Chujing added water to the crockpot and boiled the sauce respectively, during which he put some brown sugar to mix.

Sugar was precious in ancient times, and she didn't dare to use it more, so she weighed it and put it.

Burning over medium heat, Ye Chujing kept stirring with a wooden spoon.

Wait until the flesh is thick and rotten, stew it for a while, and try it with chopsticks.

She was satisfied, put the sauce in a crockpot, and boiled water.

In the hot summer, I sold sour food yesterday, and today I have some juice, which can be regarded as a happy summer.

Ye Chujing found an iron kettle at home and filled it with boiling water, put the jam in a bamboo basket, and carried it to the town.

"Mother, there is still some jam I made in the kitchen, if you are thirsty, make some water to drink, I will go to the town to sell goods."

Zhao looked at his daughter's energetic back.

I really don't know where she came up with so many ideas.

"Be careful, come back early after selling."

It seems that the daughter said that she wanted to raise her, not words.

But in this world, how can there be a daughter's family standing up to the sky and the earth, and being the pillar of the family.

It's also that she can't give her daughter brocade clothes and food, so she runs around so much.

Zhao hurt himself and went to try the sauce made by his daughter.

She washed a bowl of water and sat under the eaves doing all the needlework.

You can't hold your daughter back.