Space peasant girl: madly criticizing Xianggong for being weak and bullying

Chapter 20

Mrs. Song reflexively calmed down, and waited for Second Aunt Ning to run away before realizing it, no, why did she feel at ease, logically, she should go to help... right?

Song Shi, who hadn't realized that she had been subtly changed by her daughter, exhaled, looked at the direction Second Aunt Ning ran away, frowned and said, "Second siblings are too exaggerated." But dozens of bees, howling like ghosts and wolves, followed poke It's like a hornet's nest.

Xiaoxiao didn't expect that she just wanted to scare Second Aunt Ning and teach her a lesson, but the effect was so astonishing. Surprised, she ran to the stove and stretched out her hand towards the firewood, pretending to be from the inside but actually from space. He took out the two pieces of meat that he had just obtained, and showed sharpening eyes.

Song understood at a glance: "No, I've already eaten dinner, save it and eat slowly, and there will be meat in the next half month."

What the hell?Xiaoxiao was shocked—this must be too good at living, she swallowed her saliva, with a worried look on her face, and sighed: "But mother, I think, there is a genius like Second Aunt who often comes and goes, I'm afraid this meat won't last long in our house."

Song Shi: ... She actually felt that what her daughter said made sense.

Seeing that there was a show, Xiaoxiao continued her efforts: "And mother, look, the next door gave us such a big gift, so I just accepted it, I always feel a little embarrassed."

Song Shi thought to herself, why didn't you think so when you picked up the meat just now?Listen to her continue.

"Should we return a gift? I don't think they have anyone who can cook at home. Why don't I process this meat and borrow flowers and present Buddha to help them solve the dinner?"

This seems to make sense, Mrs. Song was surrounded by her daughter, and as she spoke, she found that Xiaoxiao had quickly lit the stove again, picked up a kitchen knife and began to slice the meat, and even waved her second brother to send a message to wait next door Eat delicious food, yes, it's too late to stop it.

The slices of pork belly are interlaced with clear marble patterns, which is obviously of high quality. If this is a wild boar, it must be a little lazy pig that can eat and sleep but doesn't like to exercise.

Lazy pig is good, such a cutie is processed, the meat is fragrant and the skin is crispy, the fat is suitable, and the taste is the best.

Wrap the meat slices into the blanched tender bamboo shoots, then use a skewer to put them on the hot pot, and the oil will be baked out by itself, and the bright red meat slices will move towards the mature ones. The secret sauce is brushed on for a moment, and the fragrance spreads all at once.

Xiaoxiao took a bunch of them and exchanged them for points when no one was paying attention, and made up her mind to use the rest of them as sacrifices to the Wu Zang Temple.

The Ning family, who hadn't had enough to eat, suddenly felt hungry, and no one noticed that Xiaoxiao's hand rolling the meat skewers didn't stop at all, until the pot was full before exclaiming: "Ouch, if you don't Be careful putting too much away, you don’t want to keep such good things, why don’t we eat a few as a family?”

Song's face showed hesitation, Xiaoxiao followed the temptation: "Have a taste, so you can give me some advice, don't send the bad food to the neighbors, right?" right.

Xiaoxiao didn't give her time to sort out her thoughts, so she began to allocate them with a smile. When her parents and brothers had them, she gave them to her mouth, and occasionally added a sentence of "salty" or "light". The movement of chewing, unconsciously, half of the meat disappeared, Song was shocked and forbade Xiaoxiao to continue - this girl is really careless.

After eating, Xiaoxiao looked at how much lazy pork was left, licked her lips, and reluctantly put down the knife.

No, she was still upset, she was not happy to think that so many good things might only be cheap for the old house.

The dark eyes rolled around: "Mother, should I ask the doctor for a follow-up visit for this injury? Also, our family only has a small vegetable field so far, so it's not a problem..."

(End of this chapter)