Raising big bosses in the age of rebirth

Chapter 243 Help Me
At five o'clock, the sky was still blue, and it was just before dawn.

There were two beeps, and I don't know whose firewood was burning, and a spark burst out and made a noise.

"Hmm." Xie Linlang was still a little dazed when she woke up, the kang under her body was very hot, probably the other side of the kitchen had already started to work.

She was very lazy, half-kneeling to fold the quilt and arrange her pillow.

When Xie Linlang got dressed and went to the kitchen, Qiaojuan and Yue Yue had already started to work.

It is said that the family is separated, but on this occasion, Xie's family members have consciously stood up to help.

"Are you up?" Qiaojuan greeted her to wash her face and hands and drink a bowl of egg soup; "I'm busy today, so I'll have a bite in the kitchen."

Xie Linlang nodded, brushed her teeth, washed her face and hands with warm water, ate a steamed bun and a bowl of egg drop soup, and began to help.

A little after seven o'clock, Qiaojuan's acquaintances also came. The vegetables were cut, washed, blanched, and peeled. The division of labor was quite clear.

Everyone was talking about the division of the meat a few days ago. This year's pigs weighing more than 300 catties can be regarded as a complete name for their brigade.

The amount of meat distributed to each household is twice that of last year, and this year is definitely a fat year.

An aunt watched Qiaojuan handle the meat curiously, without feeling distressed at all, so she asked a question: "I said Guoju's family, did you cook all the meat you shared today?"

"How can it be, I have to save some for the New Year."

"Then you're only hosting the wedding banquet together in New Year's Eve? Anyway, isn't the second child already arguing with others?"

"This can't be taken care of. Chinese New Year is Chinese New Year, and children get married when they get married. That's not the same thing. You, just eat your meat well later. Why bother?" Qiaojuan pretended to be coquettish, and brought the topic out Biased.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure, she frowned and approached there.

It was discovered that the person who came was Xiulan.

She still gave five yuan and wanted to leave.

Qiaojuan held her back this time. "What are you going to do, help me."

Xiulan was a little embarrassed, her hands were stirring uneasily inside her washed white cuffs: "I am, I..."

"Hey, all the people here are acquaintances, don't worry, there are no shit stirrers." Qiaojuan handed Xiulan steamed buns and egg soup: "If you are full, help me with work, I remember that your egg skin is spread out." It’s as thin as a cicada’s wing, rolled into rolls and deep-fried into slices, it’s beautiful and delicious.”

"I didn't eat enough when I was a child, but I'm not afraid now, let me tell you,

My daughter's chickens lay eggs in winter, this time we prepared a few
Ten eggs, use whatever you want, you have to spread out ten sheets for me, no, two
Ten will do! "

There was also a smile on Xiulan's face. When the two of them were little maids, Qiaojuan was a special ghost. Every time the host's house entertained guests, before serving, the gluttonous Qiaojuan would touch the egg skins on the plate. Volume, but also another way to put on their own.

Every time she took two, but one was given to Xiulan.

Xiulan licked her lips, at that time she thought the egg rolls were really delicious.

Of course, Qiaojuan was scolded miserably when she was caught.

Xiulan relaxed a little, rolled up her sleeves and began to help.

Xie Linlang watched from the side, and found that the egg skin made by Aunt Xiulan was indeed as thin as a cicada's wing, and the egg skin was still very tough.

When wrapping shredded radish and potato shreds and other vegetables, it has not been pierced.

The technology is very good.

"Oh, it's all over now, go and see if your brother has finished "dressing up"." Qiaojuan urged Linlang to thank her.

(End of this chapter)