Nine Zero, the cannon fodder wife of the paranoid boss is reborn

Chapter 77
In the end, Chen Chunli still couldn't refuse this money-making way of working for Bai Lu in the name of cooperation.

Who made her inferior to others.

Bai Lu couldn't get enough of her brain.

A few days ago, Wang Hao was asked to check on Xiao Cheng's tone. Xiao Cheng said that he didn't know how to cook chestnuts in sugar, and he obviously didn't care about it.

Chen Chunli didn't believe it, Xiao Cheng lived with Bai Lu every day, how could he never see Bai Lu stir-frying chestnuts.

It was just to protect Bai Lu.

After making an agreement with Bai Lu, my younger brother Chen Dafu would come over to pick up the goods in the afternoon, and Chen Chunli went home swaggeringly.

She wants to contact her relatives at her mother's house earlier, and the first day of Tangchao Chestnuts opening, go to support her more often.

You can't be suppressed by that widow Wang Cuihua.

When Xiao Wei came back from school, he passed the newly built house and found that there were many people moving and laying bricks.

The speed at which the wall was built made him dumbfounded.

At this rate, the house will be built in less than ten days, no, less than a week.

You don't need to ask, those people must have been called by the eldest brother, and many of them are familiar faces.

What are you going to do in such a hurry?
Xiao Wei was full of question marks, walking home with a small schoolbag on his back, and saw Chen Chunli leaving from the door from a distance.

He frowned suddenly and quickened his pace.

That woman Chen Chunli is very fierce, she will chase people all over the street with a fire stick and beat them, and anyone who encounters her will suffer.

Bai Lu was frying chestnuts in the kitchen when a small figure rushed in and stopped after seeing her.

He didn't speak, and looked her up and down with his detective-like invisible eyes.

Then he turned around and left.

From the direction of the main house, there was the sound of putting a schoolbag on.

Bai Lu held the spatula: "???"

After a while, the little figure came in again.

Rolling up her sleeves, she picked up a basket of vegetables she picked from the vegetable garden, and went outside to press water to wash the vegetables.

When I came back from washing the vegetables, I took out the pot used for cooking on the stove, and cleaned it with dried loofah balls.

When I came back, I went to the rice tank, took the bamboo tube to measure the rice and poured it into the pot, and then went out to press water to wash the rice and wash the rice.

After washing and putting in enough water, he moved the pot back, stepped on the low bench next to the stove, put the pot back in its original position, and went down to stuff dry straw into the stove hole.

ignition.

He patted the bench with his little hand, sat down and quietly lit the fire, and added dried bamboo slices and small firewood to the stove hole.

Bai Lu was stir-frying chestnuts, her hands were busy, and she asked lightly from the air: "Are you hungry? There are fruits and some pancakes on the table in the main room. You can eat something to fill your stomach first. I will have these two pots of chestnuts in a while." Okay, you can cook the vegetables after cooking, and you can eat when your brother comes back."

The little guy rested his chin on his hands and stared at the fire in the stove: "No, I'm not hungry yet."

Bai Lu wanted to touch his obedient head, but she had a spatula in her hand, "Is there anything you really want to eat today?"

"It's all right."

The same omnipotent answer as his brother.

Bai Lu couldn't stop laughing: "Do you want to eat cured duck legs?"

The little guy's eyes lit up, he turned around, and found that Bai Lu was looking at him, and immediately turned back.

"It's all right." The voice couldn't suppress the little expectation.

Bai Lu smiled and pointed to the sack in the corner, "That sack contains spring bamboo shoots. Yesterday your brother went to the countryside to buy chestnuts. Grandpa and grandma gave him some. Take some out and shell them. I've put the cured duck legs in a small pot and soaked them in warm water. That's it, at noon, let's make fried cured duck legs with spring bamboo shoots, fried eggs with leeks, and stir-fried green vegetables..."

Xiao Wei only heard fried duck legs with spring bamboo shoots.

When the word "green vegetable" fell, the little hand had already opened the sack, took out a large handful of spring bamboo shoots and carried them back.

There was a rapid "click" shelling sound in front of the stove.

Bai Lu didn't have time to go out to buy vegetables today, so she had to attack the small grain depot at home.

The cured duck legs were given by my fifth aunt, the spring bamboo shoots were given by my grandpa and grandma, the eggs were given by Li Hongying and the others, and the leeks, green vegetables, green onions, ginger and garlic... were produced in the backyard vegetable garden.

All are green and healthy original ecological food.

There are also four sausages in the cupboard, which, like the spring bamboo shoots, were all brought back by Xiao Cheng reluctantly yesterday.

Grandpa and Grandma, the daughter who married into Zhujia Village, got the news from somewhere that Xiao Cheng was going to buy piglets from the big pig-raising family next door and bring them back to her parents to raise. Before dawn, she and her husband went up to the mountain to pick bamboo shoots.

Before Xiao Cheng left, he carried two big sacks of spring bamboo shoots, and brought half of the family's few sausages, eight of them, and a hen that was still laying eggs and had its wings and feet tied, and asked Xiao Cheng to help take them back. to her parents.

The grandparents wept with joy when they received their daughter's love and knew that the daughter still missed them.

Whatever you say, give Xiao Cheng a sack of spring bamboo shoots and four sausages, and ask him to take them back to town to eat.

Xiao Cheng didn't want it, but grandparents insisted on giving it.

Forced it into his car, said his wife liked it, and asked him to take it home for her to eat.

Xiao Cheng was forced to bring it back to his wife.

Fortunately, the spring bamboo shoots are also up to par. Cooked by Bai Lu's skillful hands, when they are cooked together with the cured duck legs, they are full of color and fragrance, and the fresh and non-greasy taste wafts throughout the yard.

Xiao Cheng, who had just approached the house, had all the fatigue in his eyes, and the coldness in his body was blown away by the smell of the food.

Soothed by the girl's silvery laughter.

Laughing, eating and drinking, after dinner.

Xiao Wei consciously contracted to wash the dishes, Xiao Cheng went back to his room and didn't know what to do, and Bai Lu went to the backyard.

The broken bowl outside the chicken coop, and the last few charred chestnuts, were actually not burnt to black. Crack open the deep charred chestnut shell and crush the dark pulp.

A little yellow can still be seen in the center of the pulp.

With green vegetable leaves, wrapped in minced pulp, it is another good dish if you don't look carefully.

The old hen was tricked.

Squatting in a chicken coop full of eggs, a small green vegetable bag was stretched out in front of her. After eating coke for a day and a night, she was finally able to become a normal old hen again, eating normal delicacies, and opening her mouth to peck off.

After a happy "ding ding ding"...

The taste of charcoal and fresh vegetable leaves was again in the mouth. The old hen rolled her eyes and had to swallow it.

Bai Lu laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist, she sat down on the small bench with the help of the chestnut tree, holding the second steamed bun in her hand.

Tried to bait the old hen again.

Unbeknownst to her, in the room in front of the window, the man's unblinking gaze, through the dark green glass window, was falling on her impartially, witnessing everything.

The corners of the cold mouth could not help but raise a curve along with her smiling face with curved eyebrows.

The ledger just picked up in his hand, innocently lost the favor of being flipped through, and was shut back in the drawer.

The old hen was forced to get used to the devil's catering.

Bai Lu was sitting on a small bench, with her back against a chestnut tree, her right hand resting on the side of the chicken coop, a green vegetable bun between her fingers, and in front of the vegetable bun was a squatting old hen.

The old hen looked up and pecked, pecked at the small vegetable bun on her finger, wobbled and swallowed the food.

The breeze blows the leaves.

A flower bud fell, and half of the flower was blown by the wind in the air, and landed on the top of the girl sitting by the tree. She didn't seem to notice it, and was still smiling and teasing the old hen.

The sense of picture is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Xiao Cheng saw her lips move, and a silent voice came through the glass window.

"Arms are so sore..."

(End of this chapter)