Zhou Banxia did not refuse the kindness of her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, and when Fang Wanniang came out, she deliberately took the other party as the leader, and entered the stove room half a step behind the other party.

It's just not what she imagined.

As soon as she stepped into the stove room, the oil lamp was about to turn on, and it was said that Mrs. Gu, who would put the ingredients in advance before every meal, had not left at this time.

At this time, one of them was holding out his hand in annoyance, and the other was standing in front of the oil lamp and turned his head to face the door.

No wonder the mother-in-law said she was not good at coming in.

The atmosphere between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and aunt and nephew was very bad, obviously when the daughter-in-law said something, the mother-in-law was so angry that she just took it back.

Seeing that Fang Wanniang opened the curtain and stepped into the stove room, Zhou Banxia decisively picked up a square scarf and tied it on his head, and blocked Ma Shan from the door.

It's one thing not to refuse the kindness of her sister-in-law Ma Shan to protect her, but if she wants the other party to be innocently implicated and blamed by the elders because of this, then she Zhou Banxia is too inhuman.

"Grandmother." Zhou Banxia avoided the title of 'grandma', walked in front of Mrs. Gu and stopped, and smiled at Mrs. Gu and said goodbye.

Mrs. Gu smiled.

"Auntie, what do you think my fourth sister-in-law and I are going to prepare this morning?"

Mrs. Gu looked sideways at Xiao Tian.

Oda pouted secretly, "I got up early, and I was a good boy who was diligent." As he spoke, he pointed to the board and the stove, "It's all there, you two can discuss." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Banxia immediately looked at Fang Wanniang.

Fang Wanniang glanced at her aunt, no, it was her mother-in-law, and then looked at her brother and daughter-in-law, who were said to have never been on the stove, and decided to listen to her mother-in-law rather than her mother-in-law.

She is a cousin-in-law, don't do anything to offend her brother and daughter-in-law.

Mother-in-law is an aunt.

can still beat and scold her.

"I'll make noodles, you wash the rice first, and when I cut the sweet potatoes, let's boil the porridge and then paste the cakes."

Zhou Banxia heard the kindness, nodded with a smile, and picked up a few handfuls of brown rice bowls with one hand to wash the rice, and carried the basket with sweet potatoes by the way.

Lao Gu's family opened their mouths for more than thirty years, and they had to prepare dry food for men to take out, and there were a lot of them to cook and burn this meal, but fortunately, no one was a demon.

Those who have this idea also have Mrs. Gu.

Seeing that the two granddaughters-in-law had already discussed and began to prepare for the morning meal, even Erlang's family ran to the stove to prepare for the fire, Mrs. Gu vaguely pulled the eldest daughter-in-law who was still standing still.

"Mother~" Xiao Tian had no choice but to keep up with the stove room, "Who is the mother-in-law-"

"That's it!" Mrs. Gu interrupted in a low voice, "Take care of your own daughter-in-law, you can bear it, and the Liulang family is not your turn to be an uncle." ”

"Mother, you're here again, I said no."

The dog didn't believe it!

Mrs. Gu sighed secretly, at this point, it is even more difficult to see Liulang's daughter-in-law! "Let's have some eyes. Don't wait for the second child to make trouble, you can't get off the stage. ”

While Xiao Tian subconsciously looked at the east wing, his body moved closer to Mrs. Gu's side.

Do you know you're scared?

Mrs. Gu laughed angrily.

Zhou Banxia didn't know that there was such a play outside the stove room, and she was in a hurry that Fang Wanniang's work was too slow. It's just a face, and it's not good to pour water little by little.

That's it, but I tied an apron, wrapped my headscarf, and touched my nose from time to time. I don't know if the snot is there, but it's sticky.

It stands to reason that there is nothing unprofitable for a peasant girl to work.

No matter how favored the old girl is, it is good for her daughter, and it is impossible for a mother not to train one or two.

Just this and face posture, either the mother didn't teach, or she was born to do everything slowly, and she couldn't be in a hurry, the more anxious it was, the more chaotic it was.

looked at the sky outside the window, and then worked like embroidery, the old Gu family's "morning food" really couldn't be used until noon, and Zhou Banxia had to rush to work.

Cut the sweet potatoes that have already been washed, throw them into the pot with the brown rice to boil porridge, and then wash the pickles, slice and shred them and put them on a plate.

Turned.

Get.

The noodles haven't been reconciled yet.

Fang Wanniang was also very helpless, she really didn't know how to make noodles, but she had never mixed so many wild vegetables at home to make wild vegetable cakes!

It's hard to say, whether it's a sister or a brother-in-law in the next room.

"Why don't you change it to a steamed one?"

Don't stick pies anymore? Ma Shan's stomach was about to hurt to death, and at first, even she thought that Sanya, the younger brother and daughter-in-law, was going to be blind this morning.

"Okay, it's delicious to steam."

"I didn't expect to have to prepare so much."

Seeing that Fang Wanniang peeked at Ma Shan again, and put all her thoughts on her face directly, Zhou Banxia almost couldn't help but smile, "It's okay, it's too late." ”

"I haven't cooked yet."

If it weren't for Fang Wanniang's fact that she didn't look like she could cook, Zhou Banxia would have suspected that she had been tricked, "I'll cut it and wait for you to burn it, it's too late." ”

"Sixth brother and sister, you are so good." As soon as she spoke, Fang Wanniang stuck out her tongue, "Second sister-in-law is fine." ”

Childish!

Seeing Ma Shan laughing, Zhou Banxia couldn't help laughing, "You're also very good." Don't panic, let's go into the stove room on the first day, slow down, the elders don't care. ”

"I also told myself that I am not afraid." Fang Wanniang smiled embarrassedly, "I just don't know what's going on, I want to hurry, but it's even slower." ”

As a qualified social animal, Zhou Banxia can speak more than anyone else. Three sentences and two sentences, and then two sentences from time to time, make Fang Wanniang happy.

Ma Shan quickly heard that Fang Wanniang even said Fang's mother asking her daughter to listen to her husband more in her husband's house, and the old lady listened to Xiao Tian's private words.

If it weren't for Sanya's kindness and deliberately diverting the topic, Wan Niang would still be able to tell what her mother was dissatisfied with the eldest aunt.

That's true, this stupid kid is very good at clichés, but why do you know so much? Zhou Banxia had no intention of getting involved in her personnel, especially when it came to the Oda clan.

Anyway, Xiao Tian is still Fang Wanniang's aunt, can she still kiss her? Not to mention the competition between the long house and the two rooms, even if there is nothing, it is also two families.

"Too much oil."

Listening to Fang Wanniang's whispered reminder, Zhou Banxia smiled and nodded, but what to do in his hands was still the same.

It is impossible to get her to cook and wipe the bottom of the pot with a cloth dipped in oil. Unless she is like her mother, she doesn't even dare to let her take half a step more in the stove room.

It's not that she's in charge, or she's going to die of poverty, and she's already thrown away this rag, which has been black and smelly for many years.

And the coarse salt inside the jar.

Even if you smash the salt that is still large particles, just looking at the yellow and black salt grains can tell that it contains minerals that exceed the standard, and long-term use will definitely be burdensome to the human body.

The ancients did not live long, but they were afraid that it would be the culprit.

As for why the old man of the Gu family seems to live a long life, it must be related to the fact that there is only a thin layer in the salt jar, and even the soup is not tasteless, and he is reluctant to put a little more salt.

She has a lot of salt on her hands, but unfortunately it is the same as the recipe for refining into fine salt. The husband is not guilty, he is guilty, and taking it out is no different from looking for death.

"That's it."