Rebirth of the 90's sweet wife is a super chef

"Autumn, is this your porridge?" Yang Chunju stares big eyes, a pair of disbelief appearance.

She and Mrs. Yang did not eat ningqiu's cooking every time they came. Most of them were cooking in Ningxia.

Sometimes it's also yangchunhua. In short, ningqiu has never done it.

Ning Qiu's face flushed, Yang Chunju's words made her very shameless, and she mumbled her lips.

"Yes, aunt, I have a little cold, so I accidentally put too much water."

In fact, she didn't know the ratio of water to rice when cooking porridge, so that rice was put very little and water was too much.

"That can't be cooked like this." Yang Chunju mumbles, a little doubt in the heart whether ningqiu is intentional.

Nowadays, everyone's family is not rich, and some people treat guests like this on purpose and save rice.

Ningxia gently smile: "a Qiu has never entered the kitchen after all, can cook already very good."

"I really don't feel well today." Ning Qiu is almost crying. She doesn't want to leave an image of a lazy girl for grandma and aunt.

With her turbid eyes open, what else does ningqiu have that she doesn't understand.

After all, she sighed a little.

"Autumn, you should learn to do housework at home in the future, so that the talents of your future husband's family will like you."

Although Ning Qiu is beautiful and knowledgeable, in the eyes of Mrs. Yang, who has been a farmer all her life, ningqiu would be more perfect if she could do housework.

Ning Qiu wiped the dust on his face, which was the ashes from the fire when he just cooked porridge.

"I know, I'll wash my face first," she said in a hurry

She will never do such dirty work again. She will be your wife!

Ningxia pulled his lips: "you eat, I have no appetite."

In fact, she is full of food in the space and doesn't want to eat the grubby porridge cooked by ningqiu at all.

She suddenly thought that Xiaoling said that her porridge is a rookie level, so ningqiu, I'm afraid, can't even rank as a rookie.

"Yes, master. I think it's rubbish." Xiao Ling's quiet voice came, and Ningxia suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

Her consciousness moved: "this is food at least. Although it's a little bad, Mrs. Yang and they won't waste it."

"I know, master, don't eat such rubbish."

"Don't worry, I can't do it myself. Naturally, I won't eat ningqiu."

Ningxia sat and communicated with Xiao Ling with her consciousness. This is what Xiaoling told her. In the eyes of Mrs. Yang, she was in a daze.

Yang Pozi put down her chopsticks discontentedly, "Ningxia, go to the jar and bring me some sour peppers."

Mrs. Yang is tired of pickled vegetables. The porridge cooked by ningqiu is so bad that she wants some spicy food.

"Oh." Ningxia originally wanted to refuse, thinking of Yang Pozi and Yang Chunju every time to their own call and call, she is a little uncomfortable.

Simply follow the meaning of Mrs. Yang went to the cellar of Ning family.

In the cellar are the pickled vegetables she used to help Yang Chunhua soak, as well as potatoes and sweet potatoes that she had kept for a long time.

Ningxia eyes, moved a part of the sweet potato and potatoes to the space, and then carried a bowl of sour pepper out of the cellar.

Put sour pepper on the table, Ningxia pursed his lips and said, "you can eat it slowly."

"Sister, don't you eat it?" Ning Qiu forced to bear the anger of the bottom of her heart, Ningxia this little bitch actually dare to dislike her food!

She has never disliked the food made in Ningxia before, and Ningxia is too ungrateful.

Ningxia nuzui, "I'm not hungry, after all, I haven't had the habit of eating breakfast recently.

And the porridge you cooked. It seems that the porridge water is not boiling. I don't want to have diarrhea

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