Reborn 1990: Cannon fodder fat wife wants to stand up

Chapter 138 Asking for praise and praise
Seeing Qi Wenye submissive, Meng Yao lost her temper in an instant, and rolled her eyes, "I've never seen you so deserving of a beating!"

I told him to call him elder sister, what else should I call my second sister-in-law?

Meng Yao glanced at the big villain, and quickly took it back.

I have to find an opportunity to ask him when he will be able to get a divorce, and then find an opportunity to talk about it, and ask him why he will break with his family?
She doesn't care what is written in the book, in reality this family is her relatives, and she wants to prevent this from happening.

Another two bowls of noodles were ordered, and Liu Cuihua took them to the field. There was not even a single bit of broth left, and the marinade was also reimbursed. The pot was freed up to make candied haws.

Qi Boyan washed the pots and bowls, Qi Wenye and Xiao Shitou cut the tongs, and Meng Yao washed the hawthorn there.

Just as he was busy, Grandma Zhao next door came back from the field. Hearing her cry, Xiao Shitou waved his hands and ran away.

Qi Wenye also waved his hand: "Then you go back first, and I'll call you when I'm done!"

Zhao Qiuyue was surprised that her grandson went to the next door to play. Seeing his excited appearance, she reached out to touch the sweat on his head from playing too excitedly, and asked softly, "Playing with Wen Ye?"

Xiao Shitou nodded, grinned and said, "I also ate beef sliced ​​noodles, my sister-in-law made it!"

Zhao Qiuyue was very upset when she heard this call sister-in-law, but the two next door, Xiao Shitou, had never called sister-in-law.

Before going to their house to play with Wen Ye, but suddenly not going, Zhao Qiuyue guessed in her heart that it had something to do with the isolation of the two. Although she was dissatisfied, she didn't say anything, and let Xiao Shitou play at home.

Little Shitou has been weak since childhood, and was thin and small. She took good care of him to raise him so big. He took him to the field before, and almost fainted from the sun. Since then, Zhao Qiuyue has never taken him to the field. , She was relieved to stay at home by herself.

It's just that I don't know if I don't see people often. Xiao Shitou is very shy and usually speaks in a low voice. When he sees people he doesn't know or is familiar with, he will always hide behind him. Zhao Qiuyue can't change his problem. I don't know what to say when I'm bullied.

Today, there is progress.

Zhao Qiuyue took Xiao Shitou's hand, shook it lightly, and asked him, "What beef noodles?"

Little Stone raised his previously timid eyes, as if there were stars in them, and said, "It's delicious, beef, and sliced ​​noodles."

When Xiao Shitou said that he was cutting with a knife, he made a gesture of cutting with his hand, obviously he likes this noodle.

Zhao Qiuyue was delighted that her grandson suddenly said so much, and then asked: "Then what did you play?"

"Pick hawthorns, bluff people, catch chickens, peel bamboo sticks, and eat candied haws."

Little Stone counted over and over again, only to realize that he had done so many things today.

It's just that the candied haws are not ready yet.

Zhao Qiuyue could understand everything else, except for the word "bluffing". Zhao Qiuyue asked curiously, "What bluffing?"

"Tiger, woof, scare."

"Oh, the tiger is called scaring people!"

Zhao Qiuyue didn't take it seriously, and happily stroked Xiao Shitou's head, "Did Xiao Shitou have a good time?"

Xiao Shitou couldn't help smiling slightly, "Happy."

Tears glistened in Zhao Qiuyue's eyes.

The son and daughter-in-law were disobedient and insisted on working outside, leaving a small stone for an old woman to bring her, and she was busy with the field work, often neglecting the little stone, and the little stone hadn't smiled so happily for a long time.

Qi Wenye is so old, he already knows how to use a knife. He usually cuts tops with a knife, chops willows with a knife, and cuts whistles. He does a lot of things.

After cutting a stick, he quickly showed it to Meng Yao, as if begging for praise.

Meng Yao patted him on the head without hesitation, and praised him: "It's a good cut, just like this, cut a few more."

Qi Wenye hurried back to chop, and the thief worked hard.

Meng Yao was dealing with the hawthorns, Qi Wenye was cutting the sticks, Qi Boyan seemed to have nothing to do, he took the sticks that Qi Wenye had cut, cleaned them, came to Meng Yao's side, and started stringing candied haws.

Every time those white and clean hands were exposed, it gave people the illusion of being pampered.

But in fact, Qi Boyan often helps with work at home.

Qi Boyan put together one of them, turned around in front of Meng Yao and asked, "How is it?"

"Huh? Very, very good!"

Qi Boyan's behavior actually reminded Meng Yao of the way Qi Wenye begged for praise just now, but she immediately extinguished the thought.

Qi Wenye, that arrogant little brat, came here to seek praise, how could the big villain do such childish things?

Qi Boyan pursed his lips.

Holding the stringed candied haws with his slender hands, he quickly picked up a processed hawthorn and wanted to string it up again, but Meng Yao hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't string this string together, that's enough. A string of four hawthorns will do. It's hard to get any more strings!"

"Okay, I'll take it down!"

Qi Boyan answered seriously, but Meng Yao listened strangely.

Why does it seem like he said something big?

It's almost done, Meng Yao didn't let Qi Boyan do it again, and let him go to light the fire.

After two days of tempering, Qi Boyan has become a master of fire, making it big and small.

Meng Yao looked at the sugar water that was slowly turning into color, and couldn't help but also praised the big villain, "Practice makes perfect, you are much better at burning fire now than before!"

After Meng Yao said that casually, she turned around to look for sesame seeds, and wanted to throw a handful of sesame seeds into the sugar water, but Qi Boyan's lips curled up.

"Is it almost ready?"

The kitchen was too crowded, and Qi Wenye was not allowed to enter. He stood at the door and kept poking his head inside.

Unable to wait, he opened his mouth and said, "Second brother, why don't you come out and let me light the fire instead. It's so hot inside the stove, and after burning, I'll be so angry, I'll come, I'll come!"

Qi Wenye desperately wanted Qi Boyan to go out. Qi Boyan was in a good mood, but when he heard that, he turned his head and looked over with a cold and indifferent gaze.

"Uh?"

What's wrong with the second brother? Who messed with him?
Qi Wenye shrank timidly.

After the sugar was boiled, Meng Yao took the skewered hawthorn and turned it around in the pot, dragged it out immediately, and placed it on a wooden board wetted with cold water.

A bunch of candied haws is ready, neatly arranged, bright red, very beautiful.

In the end, there was still a little syrup left and a few extra sticks. Meng Yao first arranged the sticks, scooped out the syrup with a spoon, and made a sugar figurine on the wooden board.

"Wow!"

Qi Wenye looked at the shape as if he was reaching out to touch it, and Meng Yao slapped him on the back of his hand.

"Don't move, it hasn't solidified yet, okay?"

Qi Wenye couldn't help smiling embarrassingly.

He just looked so good-looking, but if he moved, he became a tiger.

Tiger?

That's a dog.

There is not much sugar left, only a rough shape has been made.

Qi Wenye, however, firmly believed that it was Hu Zi, and stood at the door of the kitchen to greet Hu Zi who was bored and dozing off.

"Huzi, the second sister-in-law made you out of sugar, come and have a look."

Huzi barked, but didn't move.

It's not interested in sugar.

(End of this chapter)