End-of-life peasant girl, super prosperous husband!

Chapter 155 The purse you made is ugly and featureless!
"Why, old lady, are you still worried about the chicken soup being taken away?"

Xun Niannian teased Mrs. Li, but went forward with a bowl to help Mrs. Li share the chicken soup.

"Do you think everyone is like you, throwing and rolling on the ground just to grab a bowl of chicken soup!"

Li's movements were smooth and filled with chicken soup, and his mouth was not idle.

"Smelly girl, don't laugh at me. The new little third aunt is not a good person. After she took charge of the kitchen, the Xun family hasn't seen meat for nearly half a month. Look at the old lady who is so hungry. If you let them smell the chicken soup, that's fine!"

Ever since Wang and Xun Mingli of the third room made peace, the kitchen has been in Xiaodie's hands.

In the first few days, Xiaodie devoted herself to the food of everyone in the Xun family. Although it was all porridge with pickles, she would try her best to make a few small pickles so that everyone could barely fill their stomachs. .

After learning that Xun's mill was mortgaged, Xiaodie began to pick and search for rice grains to live on. Since she was pregnant, she and Xun Mingli had to eat all the rare things in the house first.

It doesn't matter to the big house of the Xun family, Xun Niannian and Su Wang are not people who are short of money, and when they secretly open a small stove, chicken, duck and fish must be indispensable.

It's just that the family of the second bedroom suffered a lot, and was controlled by Xiaodie to death. It is a common thing to suffer from hunger.

In addition, the sales of purses made by Xun Yanyan are not good. Xun Mingyi and Liu can only earn money to support their family from early to late. In addition to the purse, he also took on the errands of the Xun family to reclaim the permafrost, and was extremely busy.

Even the young Xun Yingying shouldered the heavy responsibility of taking care of her sister.

Xiaodie is in charge of the kitchen, and every time she serves porridge to Erfang's family, the soup spoon stirs the pot twice to get rid of the sparse rice grains and scoop out the rice soup accurately.

The rice soup with clear soup and little water can be almost digested after a little activity, so during the time when Xun Yanyan was depressed, Xun Yingying could only try her best to get the autumn wind from Xun Ping'an.

"Sister Yanyan, do you want to eat some candied fruit after drinking the medicine? I just ordered this from brother Ping'an. It is said that it is the latest green plum fruit that Jin Dingxuan launched. It tastes sour and sweet and delicious!"

Xun Yingying brought the candied fruit to Xun Yanyan as if offering a treasure, but was slapped away by Xun Yanyan.

"Yingying, how can you deal with those demons and goblins in Dafang! Can the food they give you be eaten?"

Xun Yingying saw that her preserved green plums had fallen into the spittoon beside the bed, and she was so distressed that tears rolled in her eyes, "Sister Yanyan, this is the candied fruit that I finally got from brother Ping An ..."

"Why are you wronged? Isn't it just a small thing like candied snacks!"

Xun Yanyan was sitting on the bed, fiddling with the purse that had just been embroidered with her little fingers.

"The purses I made are unique in the world, and they will definitely become popular all over the country. When these purses are sold, you can eat as many candied snacks as you want!"

After all, Xun Yingying couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into tears.

"Sister Yanyan, don't fiddle with these purses. Parents get up early and go out late every day to help you sell purses. They are almost exhausted. The patterns on these purses are ugly and featureless. They are not liked by dignitaries!"

Xun Yanyan stared at Xun Yingying angrily, she grabbed Xun Yingying's shoulder firmly and asked sharply:

"How is it possible! Tell me clearly, why is the purse I made no one likes!"

(End of this chapter)