Mozun boss is working as an aunt in farming

Chapter 113 Little He was scared to cry
Xiao He didn't know what Si Qing was thinking, she thought she was hungry.

He hurried into the kitchen and started to work.

Speaking of which, it was the first time for Xiao He to cook for Si Qing.

Before leaving, the eldest sister-in-law Zhao even took her by the hand and told her about how she was disliked for cooking last time. Finally, she told her to do her best to cook well for her aunt, and don’t make her hungry again. .

Mrs. He remembers what Mrs. Zhao said, and when she cooks, it's called doing her best.

He tried his best to cook Si Qing's specialty sweet and sour carp, another dish of stir-fried wild pork with vegetables, two steamed buns with cornmeal, and a bowl of fragrant egg drop soup.

Just looking at the dishes makes people have an appetite.

It's a pity that Si Qing drank a large bowl of egg water at Wang Laosan's house before returning, and his stomach is full at the moment.

When Xiao He's food was brought to the table, Si Qing couldn't eat anymore after two mouthfuls.

When Xiao He saw Si Qing put down his chopsticks, he immediately became nervous: "Grandma, why don't you eat? Is it not to your liking?"

Si Qing shook his head, rubbed his belly, and was too embarrassed to say that he was full, so he could only say: "Let's put it away for now, I'll eat when I'm hungry later."

Xiao He's heart was even more suspenseful. She remembered that when her sister-in-law said that the last time her cooking was not to the taste of her aunt, her aunt did the same and said she would not eat it.

"Grandma, why don't I make egg water for you? Otherwise, you will be hungry at night." Xiao He said cautiously.

Si Qing had just drank a full stomach of egg water, but now he was belching egg-flavored belches, so he didn't want to drink egg water, so he quickly waved his little hands: "No, let's talk when we're hungry."

Seeing that she was unwilling, Xiao He asked tentatively, "Grandma, shall I steam egg custard for you?"

This is my aunt's favorite, my aunt should know how to eat it, right?

In the end, Si Qing still shook his head and refused.

Little He's heart skipped a beat. Last time my sister-in-law was not good at cooking, my aunt was willing to drink egg water anyway, but this time my aunt didn't eat anything.

Is my aunt mad at her?
Realizing this problem, Xiao He's eyes turned red.

On the way back, I cried as I walked. Why is she so useless? Not only did she fail to cook for my aunt, but she was so angry that she couldn't eat. My aunt treated them so well, how could she have the face to see her in the future?

Xiao He cried a lot on the road, and when she got home, she secretly dragged Zhao to ask herself what to do.

When Mrs. Zhao heard that her aunt was so angry that she couldn't eat, that's okay, so she hurriedly dragged Mrs. He to find her mother-in-law Mrs. He.

After hearing the cause and effect, Mrs. He sighed helplessly: "I usually see that you cook well, why did you lose the chain today?"

While talking, he pulled Xiao He and said, "Let's go, apologize to my aunt and admit my mistakes. Our village is not happy to admit that I have done something wrong."

Mrs. He felt guilty, so she handed her little girl over to Mrs. Zhao, followed her mother-in-law to Si's house, and knelt down as soon as she entered.

Si Qing was walking back and forth in the room to digest his food, when Xiao He suddenly knelt down, making him look dazed.

"Okay, what are you kneeling for?"

"Grandma, it's the ignorance of the Jinsong family who made you angry. Don't starve yourself no matter how angry you are. I'll go and make you something to eat. Do you think it's okay?" Standing aside, Mrs. He advised softly secretary.

Si Qing was even more confused: "Little He, she didn't make me angry."

"Grandma, don't talk about me. It's because I'm not good at cooking. You're disappointed because I can't cook well. I will practice hard in the future and try to cook well." Xiao He said with red eyes.

He Shi: "Yes, aunt, you don't have to speak for her. It's her fault if she can't cook well. As a daughter-in-law, how can she not even cook decent meals? I will teach her a lesson when I go down."

(End of this chapter)