Yoshida Mii

Chapter 126 Pictured
According to Song Bai's temperament, when greeting the juniors, he would say "um" indifferently at most, and would not even look at his nephews and nieces, but today he looked Dong Bao up and down, nodded and said: "Well, come back Come on, come in and sit down."

Dong Bao and Li Shi looked at each other, secretly surprised, she knew the temper of her third uncle, she knew best, her eyes were on the top of her head, no one looked down on her, she thought highly of herself, and she was used to four things by Huang Shi The body is not diligent and the grains are not distinguished, very delicate.Today Song Bai actually greeted the two of them kindly, Dong Bao resisted the urge to look back at the sky, the sun must be coming out from the west!

At this moment, Mrs. Huang opened the curtain of the main room and came out. Seeing Mrs. Li and Dongbao coming with baskets, she lowered her eyelids into the basket, and saw that the basket was full of festivals, her complexion improved a lot, yes The two said: "Go ahead and sit down, I'll cook."

Even if the family was separated, Li Shi did not have the idea of ​​letting the elders cook for him, so he quickly smiled at Huang Shi: "Mom, rest, I will cook."

In her heart, Mrs. Huang was very satisfied that Mrs. Li "knows how to do it". She nodded her head and said "yes", then walked towards the kitchen, and Mrs. Li hurriedly followed.

Dong Bao grabbed Li Shi's hand and followed them into the stove, smiling, "Mother, grandma, I'll cook the pot for you."

Song Bai picked up a clean place and stood there, looking at the backs of Li Shi and Dong Bao with complicated expressions.It was only this time when he returned home that he found out that his sister-in-law and Dong Bao had started a small business, setting up a stall in the town to sell food.

When he first heard the news, Song Bai was very annoyed and disdainful. Those who are scholars, farmers, businessmen, and businessmen are always low-level, let alone doing such a small business that shows their faces. He is even afraid of being known by his classmates. The sister-in-law who sells food.However, when he heard Mrs. Huang and Aunt Song say that Mrs. Li can earn half a tael a day, he was stunned. The contempt for Mrs. Li and Dongbao immediately flew aside in his heart. Be good, earn half a tael a day. Two silver!Half a tael of silver is still a conservative estimate, he was excited and stamped his feet, and complained that Mrs. Huang should not separate the family. If he had known that Mrs. Li could earn half a tael of silver a day, he would not have lived in such a difficult time. !
"What if the family is separated?" Mrs. Huang snorted, and said confidently, "As a mother-in-law, if I ask her to borrow some money, will she give it?"

Before this, Song Bai never thought that one day Mrs. Huang would borrow money from Mrs. Li and Dongbao. In his eyes, Mrs. Li was a mud that could not give birth to a son. He can't remember what Li Shi looks like, because Li Shi always keeps his head down at home, works in silence, wears the same patched clothes as those peasant women in the village, and stands with those village women. Every now and then, they all had the same numb and sad expression, and he couldn't tell who was who.As for his elder brother's only daughter, Dongbao, that brat is even more timid and can't even speak coherently.

It's only been a few months of hard work, and the two of them seem to have been reborn, if Dong Bao hadn't called "Third Uncle", Song Bai would hardly have recognized the two of them.

Clean and tidy clothes, peaceful and peaceful faces, everything is different from the previous Li Shi and Dong Bao, the biggest change is their temperament, the kind of confidence and comfort emanating from the bottom of their hearts is something he has never seen before. of.

After thinking for a long time, Song Bai snorted through his teeth, he has never seen that being a widow can be more and more comfortable!What's the use of making it bigger?Not yet...Mrs. Huang told him that Mrs. Li is still needed, so she has to give Mrs. Li and Dong Bao a good face!When he is admitted as a scholar, how can he bow his head to these mud-legged peddlers?
On the chopping board in the kitchen, there were vegetables that Huang had chopped early, including beans, winter melon, pumpkin, and a small pile of sliced ​​pork.

"At night, I eat stewed winter melon, stir-fried beans with meat, and boiled porridge with pumpkin." Huang said.

Mrs. Li smiled and said: "Okay, mother, you can rest, I'll do the frying." Then he handed the basket in his hand to Mrs. Huang.

"Grandma, this is a Dragon Boat Festival gift from my mother and I to you and my grandfather." Dong Bao said hastily.

Mrs. Huang ignored Dong Bao, turned her head down a few times in the basket, didn't respond when she saw the rice dumplings, but looked much better when she saw the eggs. It's a hot day, chickens lay fewer eggs, and eggs are correspondingly more expensive. Ten eggs can be worth at least twelve or thirteen dollars. "We're all in the same family, so what kind of gift is there to waste?!" Mrs. Huang said politely to Mrs. Li, but she didn't mean to ask Mrs. Li to take the gift back. After speaking, she took the basket and went into the main room "Don't touch your hands, I'll come over to fry later."

How could Mrs. Li dare to wait for her to come over to cook? Mrs. Huang was just in a good mood. To put it politely, if she really waited for her to come and argue, maybe there would be something nice to wait for.

At this moment, Shang Dongbao had already heated up the pot, and Li Shi took the oil pot on the stove and poured oil into the pot, but just after pouring it, Li Shi let out an "ouch".

"What's the matter, mother?" Dong Bao asked, sticking his head out from the front of the stove.

Mrs. Li shook her head with a smile, and said in a low voice, "We are used to pouring oil into our cooking, and your grandma is not happy about pouring so much oil."

Now the life of the two is better, Dongbao has never advocated saving on food, and Li's wholeheartedly wants to let her daughter eat something good, so she is not so picky about oil.In fact, Dongbao also knows that the dishes she cooks are delicious, but in the eyes of the farmers, they are too expensive, not a way to live, even during the New Year, there are not many restaurants that eat and drink like this every day.

In order to support Song Bai, the Huang family is very frugal. They seldom cook vegetables in the Song family. The Song family eats most pickles and stews. A couple of drops of oil is enough. If Mrs. Huang saw Li's cooking with so much oil in the past, she would have scolded her as a "prodigal bitch"!

The oil was already hot when it was poured in, and it was too late to get it out. Shi Li directly poured the beans into the pot, and with a sound of "stabbing", the aroma of the cooking also wafted far away along the wind.

As soon as Mrs. Huang came out of the main room after placing the zongzi and eggs, she smelled the aroma of oil, and her heart tightened. Oh, this prodigal girl, how much oil she put in, it made such a big aroma!

When Huang Shi ran to the stove with a straight face, Li Shi had already fried the beans and put them out of the pot. Looking at Li Shi and Dong Bao who were silent, Huang swallowed the curse words.

"Mother, you don't need to come here, there is a lot of smoke in the stove." Mrs. Li smiled.

Huang sternly said "hmm" and didn't go out. She stood there and watched Li's cooking. It wasn't until Li poured a little bit of oil into the pork that she was frying that she relaxed a little. However, when she turned around and saw the shiny bowl of fried beans on the chopping board, Huang's heart ached again. These beans are for the whole family, not a small stove for Song Bai alone. How much would be wasted? Oil!

"Live life carefully!" Mrs. Huang couldn't help but said, her tone was full of indescribable sourness, "Don't make two money and you'll be in the sky, and the peasant family must look like the peasant family!"

Mrs. Li lowered her head and stir-fried the sliced ​​meat, and nodded with a smile: "Mother said yes, I wrote it down."

She has already made up her mind. Today, no matter what Mr. Huang says is ugly, she will listen to it. Just let her left ear go in and out of her right ear. Anyway, the family is separated, and now she is living a life that she can't even dream of. Listen to Mr. Huang. What's the point of saying something ugly!
Mrs. Huang was a little unhappy. She felt that Mrs. Li was not as obedient as before. In the past, no matter how she scolded Mrs. Li, Mrs. Li would not dare to reply, even dared not say a word of agreement. Why, now her wings are hard , don't take her seriously?
At this moment, Second Aunt Song in the west wing smelled the aroma of cooking, and when she arrived at the stove, she saw Li Shi and Dong Bao busy on one stove and one on the other.

"Hey, Dong Bao is here!" Second Aunt Song supported her stomach against the door frame, and said with a smile, "I heard that Dong Bao is good at cooking, and many people in our village have eaten it. Why did you go home?" Now that the pot is burning, why don't you cook for your grandparents?"

These words are full of bitterness.

"Her second aunt, where did you hear that?" Mrs. Li looked at Second Aunt Song and asked, "Dong Bao is a ten-year-old child, how can he be good at cooking? The recruit is twelve, even worse than Dong Bao." Two years older, is she good at cooking?"

Seeing the way the second daughter-in-law was picking things up, she got angry, did she think it wasn't embarrassing enough to make a fuss two days ago?What kind of skill is it to run on Dong Bao's child!

Dong Bao lowered his head and snickered a few times. Now Li Shi is getting more and more "pungent", as if he has understood a lot of truths. Obviously, "running" like Second Aunt Song can no longer embarrass Li Shi.

"Second aunt, did you remember correctly? My grandma has already tasted the dishes I made." Dong Bao raised his head and smiled, "Didn't you ask you to bring a big bowl of vegetables to my grandma two days ago? There is a rib I stewed it." Speaking of this, Dong Bao smiled at Huang's: "Grandma, this is the first time my family buys pork ribs, and I don't know how to cook them for the first time. How do you taste?"

She dared to swear on her money that Second Aunt Song and Da Mao Er Mao were so greedy that they would never bring home the food and share it among the family.

Sure enough, Mrs. Huang's expression turned ugly, and she stared at Second Aunt Song and asked, "What's going on? Where did you get the food?"

Second Aunt Song smiled embarrassingly, then stroked her stomach, and said with a chuckle: "When I came back that day, Da Mao tripped while holding the bowl, and the bowl fell and the vegetables spilled on the floor. I'm afraid you'll scold him. I didn't say anything."

"Ah bah!" Mrs. Huang spat angrily on the ground, and cursed with her hands on her hips, "Fuck your mother's ass! Who are you trying to fool with your two mouths? You're too lazy, you greedy old bastard!"

Second Aunt Song didn't expect Mrs. Huang to scold her in front of Mrs. Li and Dong Bao, she couldn't help but blushed and scolded: "I'm pregnant with the grandson of the old Song's family, can I just eat two bites of food? Just kill me, kill me! I will give you all the food you save by killing me!"

(End of this chapter)