Reborn 1990: Cannon fodder fat wife wants to stand up

Chapter 100

"It's just spinach. You can eat more later. These spinach are so tender. I just came from, um, no, that..."

Wu Aizhen gestured excitedly in mid-air with a vegetable shovel, but before she finished speaking, she just said a few words, and her eyes dodged.

Soon, the mouth began to be unforgiving again, "Why do you ask so many questions? The food is ready and you don't need your help. Sit down and rest!"

While talking, Wu Aizhen directly took down the cooking pot.

In the stove, there was also a firewood that was not burning, and it was also these firewood, which was full of black smoke.

Meng Yao covered her mouth and nose, and asked, "Sister-in-law, what else do you want to do?"

"What else to do? Isn't it all good? Vegetables, what else do you want to eat? Miss's body, servant girl's life!"

Meng Yao laughed and ran to the stove, threw away all the firewood that had been licked in, and inserted it into the burnt ashes at the bottom of the stove.

Then I opened the window, opened the door, and diffused the smoke, so that I didn't feel so suffocating.

Just as Meng Yao wanted to ask Wu Aizhen what kind of porridge she made, she glanced at the soup pot out of the corner of her eye and found that the outside of the soup pot was clean, like a new one.

When cooking in the morning, the outside of the soup pot was covered with a layer of bottom ash.

The pots in the country are only brushed on the inside, and the outside of the pot that has been used for a long time will be covered with a layer of pot bottom ash. If the pot bottom ash is covered for a long time, someone will come to find a folk remedy.

In the morning, Qi Wenye said that he wanted to clean up the pot, but Meng Yao refused, and asked him to let her come back to clean up.

In such a short time, that little brat probably didn't brush.

So who made this pot?

Meng Yao turned her gaze to Wu Aizhen, glanced at her, then shook her head in denial.

It can't be my sister-in-law Wu Aizhen, as for the spinach she fried just now, it doesn't seem like she likes to be clean.

Meng Yao thought of the big villain who was also in the kitchen before, and swallowed subconsciously.

The big villain wiped the pot?
Meng Yao couldn't imagine Qingfeng Jiyue's big villain doing the trick, but she couldn't help but feel coke, so she burst out laughing with a "puchi".

She couldn't help but look out, looking for the figure of the big villain.

Qi Boyan didn't enter the smoky kitchen, but when he saw the current situation of the kitchen, he frowned and stood in the yard.

But his eyes were fixed on the door of the kitchen, and Meng Yao looked over with a smiling gaze, and his frowning brows relaxed a little.

Jiang Wenlei winked, but Qi Boyan didn't speak. He temporarily put his things under the tree, waited quietly, and asked without saying a word.

Meng Yao really felt that the big villain in the book was not only handsome, but also had a perfect temperament, fresh and clean.

Meng Yao glanced at Qi Boyan a few more times, while Wu Aizhen put the lid on the pot with a bang bang.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? If you don't come over to help, there's a lot of work waiting for me in the field, and I won't let me idle when I come back!"

Meng Yao couldn't help sticking out her tongue, "Here we come!"

When Wu Aizhen was cooking, Meng Yao went to lift the soup pot, and when she opened it, what she saw was a pot of thickened vegetables.

Spinach, white flour, corn grits, stewed in one pot.

Meng Yao wanted to taste it, but seeing the sticky vegetables were so mushy, she couldn't put down her chopsticks.

"I want you to help, what are you doing here, get out of here, delay things!"

Meng Yao was forcefully pushed aside, staring at the sky speechlessly.

Spinach mush is eaten with spinach. This is really simple and convenient.

Looking at the mushy spinach, she could tell at a glance that it was stewed in a pot, and the stew was not yet cooked, and it looked raw!
Meng Yao tried to discuss with Wu Aizhen, "Sister-in-law, this dish looks mushy and not cooked well, or else..."

"Which eye do you see that it's not cooked? Where's your eye? Why are you picky on my cooked rice? You make it delicious?"

Meng Yao watched Wu Aizhen spitting stars far away, couldn't help hiding back, and pulled her lips embarrassingly.

"No, sister-in-law, what I mean is that it tastes better if it cooks for a long time, or should we fill it with water and cook it again?"

"You can do whatever you want!"

Wu Aizhen spoke reluctantly, but in the next second, she took the soup pot by herself and put it on the stove again.

Meng Yao made another new discovery, her sister-in-law Wu Aizhen actually eats soft but not hard.

(End of this chapter)