Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 164 Don't Difficult 4
Jiang Wen said that Fu Yuan was too willing to pull out two feet of fabric, and Fu Yuan was a little thin-faced.

The family conditions are not good, and every time I buy something, I am very reluctant to pay the aid. I can save a little money and never waste it.

"I didn't know much about it, so I pulled some fabrics into Yuyu, because I was afraid that it would not be enough, and it wasn't a waste of money," Fu Yuan explained.

Uh, in fact, I didn't mean that, I just said it casually, and Jiang Wen said quickly, "No, no, my mother said it, your fabric is just right."

Before leaving, Fu Yuan didn't want to get those fabrics, and it was useless to take them back by himself, and he didn't know how to do it.

Secondly, Fu Yuan thought that he had nothing to help Aunt Jiang's family, but if he gave her two feet of fabric, he might be able to make something else. Repay yourself a little bit.

However, Mrs. Zhao stopped Fu Yuan in time, "Yanzi, I just told you to take this cloth back and pack it up, why did you forget?"

Fu Yuan turned around and said, "Auntie, you can keep the rest of the cloth, it's useless for me to take it back."

This child, Zhao smiled inwardly, picked up the rolled cloth head and stuffed it to him, "I told you to take it back and tidy it up, and you can take it back and tidy it up. After wearing it for two years, no matter how short the clothes are, the cloth will still be fine." It’s useless if you can connect a piece of it to the top!”

After Fu Yuan left with the cloth head, Mrs. Zhao also put away the cut cloth and the mats on the ground.

It was already noon, and it was time to make lunch. Mrs. Zhao helped Jiang Wen chop the vegetables and called Jiang Wuyou to come and light the fire on the stove.

"Wen'er, what are you cooking for lunch today?" Mrs. Zhao looked at the chopped carrots, pork, and shredded white radish, and asked her.

Jiang Wen is preparing to make meatball paste noodle soup. It is warm to eat when it is cold, and the minced meat is delicious, and it is not troublesome to make.

"Stir-fry the carrots in the oil for a while, then chop the pork into balls, make a noodle soup, and mix the shredded white radish with cold."

Mrs. Zhao used to be Jiang Wen who could cook, so she didn't worry about it anymore. Last time something happened, her personality changed a little, and she started to learn how to cook with Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen was watching her from the side, telling her the steps, minced the pork, minced ginger, and scallions, put them in a small basin, put oil and salt seasonings, and formed them into balls one by one.

Paste noodle soup is not difficult to make. The noodles have already been rolled out, and the balls are ready when the water boils and poured into the pot. Jiang Wen explained the steps, and Zhao could make it by himself.

Just a little bit, Mrs. Zhao has been learning to cook with Jiang Wen for a short time, and the salt she eats is not the green salt she used before, which is difficult to master, but the salt put by Jiang Wen.

This kind of pasty noodle soup is made, and the taste of meat enters the soup. Even the soup with noodles is delicious. Even Jiang Wen has the smallest belly, and he can eat two bowls.

Jiang Wuyou watched Zhao Shi learn to cook with Jiang Wen, and he was also happy in his heart. His mother cared about them before, but these tasks were burdened on Wen'er alone, and he didn't know that he had learned to share the burden.

In contrast, the present kind of mother seems to be more like a mother, and is more able to adapt to the current life.

Thinking of his own decision, Jiang Wuyou expected more from his mother, and he didn't know how much she could change.

If he can learn all the housework and the like in a relatively short period of time, then he will be relieved when the time comes, Jiang Wuyou thought silently.

(End of this chapter)