Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

Although this daughter has been with her for less than a day, she still likes her from the bottom of her heart. She also dotes on the former one who has a lot of money, but every time she sees her being bullied, she feels a little bit guilty towards her.

However, how could her identity be comparable to that of her own daughter, so thinking of Qian Duoduo's true identity, she could only hold her heart full of distress at night, but there was nothing she could do.

With Cuiniang's approval, Qian Duoduo looked at the fish in the basin, and then at the dark stove: "Is there any salt in our house?"

"Hey, yes, I'll get it for you!" Cuiniang wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and pushed the three of Qian Caibao out: "Get out, don't get in the way here!"

"Her mother...I..." Qian Caibao looked at Duoduo and wanted to say in his heart, I also want to know the truth.

"Father, why don't you sit outside and listen." Cui Niang thought for a while, and then said that if there is really something, it would be better for everyone to know.

"Hey..." Qian Caibao agreed, and said to Qian Xuewen, "Xuewen, go get a stool!"

Qian Xuewen nodded, turned around and ran to the hall, and after a while he saw him rushing in with a bench in hand.

At this time, Qian Duoduo looked at the three upright door gods sitting on stools outside the door, and shook his head helplessly.

It seems that today is doomed, I'm afraid she can't stay in this house without giving him a convincing reason.

After thinking about it, she took the salt from Cuiniang's hand, sprinkled it on the fish, and evenly grasped the salt in the basin with her hands, then put it aside, and then looked at Cuiniang: "Mother, wash the rice first." Shall I cook?"

Cuiniang nodded, stepped forward quickly, picked up a gourd spoon specially used for washing rice, and when she reached two and a half bowls of rice, she fetched water and started washing them. After washing the rice, she poured the rice into the special cooking pot , add water, and then squatted by the stove and started to start a fire with stones.

Qian Duoduo took a spoonful of water with a gourd ladle, looked at the cutting board in a daze, "Mother, do you have a brush?"

"Yes..." Cui Niang said while lighting the fire, pointing to the brush tied with straw hanging on the wall.

Qian Duoduo was taken aback, is this a brush?Seeing Cui Niang struggling to collide with the stone, she shook her head helplessly. If it was her, she might not be able to fight the fire. The things here are too untechnical. Qian Duoduo decided to wait for the opportunity Give this brush a makeover.

Take the brush and clean the cutting board with three strokes.

Find another empty basin, scoop water to wash the lard, and start cutting.

And here Cui Niang started a fire, set up firewood in the stove, and then looked at Qian Duoduo with hesitation.

Sensing her hesitant gaze, Qian Duoduo immediately turned his head and flashed his gaze: "Mom, do we have chili peppers at home?"

"Yes...!" Cui Niang said as she took out a handful of peppers from a basket hanging on the wall next to her.

Qian Duoduo chopped the peppers a few times, then took out a piece of wild ginger from the basket he dug wild vegetables in the afternoon, washed it, scraped the skin a little, then cut it into thin slices, then turned around and looked behind him blankly. Own Cui Niang.

"Mom, help me heat up the cooking pot, I'll tell you right away!" Qian Duoduo said while washing the big pot.

When Cui Niang heard that she was finally going to speak, she nodded excitedly: "Hey!"

While Cuiniang was lighting the fire, Qian Duoduo took out a big white radish, washed it, peeled it with a knife three times, cut it into pieces, and finally cut it into thin shreds. I was thinking, when will I research a skin-scraping thing and use it, it takes a lot of time to shred like this.Although this daughter has been with her for less than a day, she still likes her from the bottom of her heart. She also dotes on the former one who has a lot of money, but every time she sees her being bullied, she feels a little bit guilty towards her.

However, how could her identity be comparable to that of her own daughter, so thinking of Qian Duoduo's true identity, she could only hold her heart full of distress at night, but there was nothing she could do.

With Cuiniang's approval, Qian Duoduo looked at the fish in the basin, and then at the dark stove: "Is there any salt in our house?"

"Hey, yes, I'll get it for you!" Cuiniang wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and pushed the three of Qian Caibao out: "Get out, don't get in the way here!"

"Her mother...I..." Qian Caibao looked at Duoduo and wanted to say in his heart, I also want to know the truth.

"Father, why don't you sit outside and listen." Cui Niang thought for a while, and then said that if there is really something, it would be better for everyone to know.

"Hey..." Qian Caibao agreed, and said to Qian Xuewen, "Xuewen, go get a stool!"

Qian Xuewen nodded, turned around and ran to the hall, and after a while he saw him rushing in with a bench in hand.

At this time, Qian Duoduo looked at the three upright door gods sitting on stools outside the door, and shook his head helplessly.

It seems that today is doomed, I'm afraid she can't stay in this house without giving him a convincing reason.

After thinking about it, she took the salt from Cuiniang's hand, sprinkled it on the fish, and evenly grasped the salt in the basin with her hands, then put it aside, and then looked at Cuiniang: "Mother, wash the rice first." Shall I cook?"

Cuiniang nodded, stepped forward quickly, picked up a gourd spoon specially used for washing rice, and when she reached two and a half bowls of rice, she fetched water and started washing them. After washing the rice, she poured the rice into the special cooking pot , add water, and then squatted by the stove and started to start a fire with stones.

Qian Duoduo took a spoonful of water with a gourd ladle, looked at the cutting board in a daze, "Mother, do you have a brush?"

"Yes..." Cui Niang said while lighting the fire, pointing to the brush tied with straw hanging on the wall.

Qian Duoduo was taken aback, is this a brush?Seeing Cui Niang struggling to collide with the stone, she shook her head helplessly. If it was her, she might not be able to fight the fire. The things here are too untechnical. Qian Duoduo decided to wait for the opportunity Give this brush a makeover.

Take the brush and clean the cutting board with three strokes.

Find another empty basin, scoop water to wash the lard, and start cutting.

And here Cui Niang started a fire, set up firewood in the stove, and then looked at Qian Duoduo with hesitation.

Sensing her hesitant gaze, Qian Duoduo immediately turned his head and flashed his gaze: "Mom, do we have chili peppers at home?"

"Yes...!" Cui Niang said as she took out a handful of peppers from a basket hanging on the wall next to her.

Qian Duoduo chopped the peppers a few times, then took out a piece of wild ginger from the basket he dug wild vegetables in the afternoon, washed it, scraped the skin a little, then cut it into thin slices, then turned around and looked behind him blankly. Own Cui Niang.

"Mom, help me heat up the cooking pot, I'll tell you right away!" Qian Duoduo said while washing the big pot.

When Cui Niang heard that she was finally going to speak, she nodded excitedly: "Hey!"

While Cuiniang was lighting the fire, Qian Duoduo took out a big white radish, washed it, peeled it with a knife three times, cut it into pieces, and finally cut it into thin shreds. I was thinking, when will I research a skin-scraping thing and use it, it takes a lot of time to shred like this.