After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 29 This Character Design Is Really Not Her Forte

Seeing that the Shau Kei was put away, Mrs. Lin quickly picked up all the four and a half pig heads in the pot and put them in to drain.

But his ears were pricked up, wanting to hear Feng Yin's arrangements for these meat meals.

You know, since last night, this scent has tortured them all night.

If you can't eat it for a while, it will really make people anxious.

Feng Yin glanced at them lightly: "What to eat? Everyone knows what to eat."

"Such a good thing, of course, is to be exchanged for silver."

"what?"

Both Lin and Zhang Huishu didn't expect this result, so they couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

"Ah what, you work hard for my old lady, otherwise I won't spare you."

Feng Yin cursed and cursed, took two bowls, turned around and went into the small room where the food was stored, and came out with the food for breakfast, "Drink millet soup in the morning, and steam a pot of buns."

"Hey mother, my daughter-in-law knows."

Lin agreed and looked at Zhang Huishu.

The latter hurriedly said: "Mother, I'll go to the mountain to cut some pigweed first."

"Could it be that you are still waiting for my mother to cut it off for you?"

Listening to the girl's words, Feng Yin clearly wanted to say softly, don't worry, it's not too late to go after breakfast.

But with the original character design, she really didn't dare to collapse immediately.

After saying the words of being so angry that people don't pay for their lives, Feng Yin didn't bother to stay here and act as a character with them, so she turned and left with a sullen face.

What the hell, if she continued acting like this, she felt like she was going to collapse.

Superb character design is really not her strong point.

……

When sitting at the dining table and preparing to have breakfast, Feng Yin told Zhang Qiubai: "Boss, I'll go to the house of Village Chief Tang later to see if the ox cart is free? Let's borrow it for another day."

"Mom, we don't need to go out today, what are we going to do with the ox cart?"

Zhang Qiubai looked at his mother in astonishment, "It's not worthwhile to always borrow someone's ox cart and have to exchange it for eggs."

"Yes mother, if there is anything, the sons can walk to do it, there is no need to always borrow someone's ox cart."

Zhang Xinghe couldn't help but look at Feng Yin curiously, "Besides, we have to use a bullock cart to send the third child to school tomorrow morning. This..."

Feng Yin glanced at them indifferently: "If you ask you to borrow a car, just go and borrow it. It's a matter of using two eggs?"

After finishing speaking, without giving everyone a chance to refute, he picked up a piece of freshly cut pork head with his chopsticks and said, "Eat."

Seeing Feng Yin's tough attitude, the sons and daughters didn't dare to talk too much, they all put their chopsticks into the plate of pork head meat.

The thin slices of meat entered the mouth, and everyone's eyes lit up, and they cheered in their hearts: "Mmm, it's so delicious."

So, everyone stretched their chopsticks more diligently.

Feng Yin took the bowl to eat, observed the happiness and joy on the faces of the children from the corner of her eyes, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He murmured in his heart: "I hope I won't lose my vest because of this."

Sister's cheap health is too bad, if you don't make money quickly, the couple can't even afford medicine, let alone diet therapy.

Modern people are used to living a good life with rich clothes and good food, and when she comes here, she doesn't want to eat candied vegetables.

In the main room, Zhang Yiming, who had just had breakfast brought by his two sons, was lying quietly on the kang, but closed his eyes, muttering in his heart:
"My lady, when will you be able to cook braised pork?"

He raised his hand and touched his chin: "Could it be that I haven't fully integrated the memory of the original body?"

But the next moment, Zhang Yiming was disgusted by the beard on the original body's chin, and he didn't care about guessing what the cheap lady was capable of.

Even though Zhang Yiming became the youngest professor in modern times, he never thought about growing a beard to pretend to be old.

This body is clearly the same age as him, but he still has such a beard, what a f***ing... It's not good to shave it off now.

　Second, ask for all kinds of support!What~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)