Reborn 1990: Cannon fodder fat wife wants to stand up

Chapter 147 Eating from the bowl and looking at the pot

Seeing that Liu Cuihua reprimanded her, Meng Yao bared her teeth, "I'll talk about it later, mother, let's go to the field, I'll pour you some sour plum soup first, boil it with cold water, it's especially thirst-quenching."

"Hey, where's the big brother and the big sister?"

Meng Yao looked around, but they were not there.

Liu Cuihua pointed to the interplanted watermelon field in front of her angrily, "Aizhen is thirsty and wants to eat watermelon, so I must drag Ming An to see if there is any watermelon in the field."

Meng Yao nodded lightly "Oh", and glanced there.

This season, watermelon has basically been defeated, and it is basically not seen in the market. I did not expect that there are still in the field.

Meng Yao ignored them, walked to the edge of the field, and greeted the two familiar Aunt Shumei, they had enough rest, got up one after another, and went to the field.

Meng Yao took out the clay pot that was used to hold porridge from the basket.

It contained sour plum soup.

He took Liu Cuihua's drinking cup and poured sour plum soup for her.

Liu Cuihua supported the cup to prevent it from falling over.

The water in the cup has been drunk, it is not possible for Liu Cuihua to not be thirsty as Liu Cuihua said, if they don't come, they all have to endure thirst.

Qi Boyan wanted to reach out his hand, but unfortunately he couldn't get in. Liu Cuihua kept staring at him secretly, so he had to stand quietly aside.

"Mom, try it!"

The cup was big, Meng Yao only poured half of it.

When Liu Cuihua held the cup, she felt that the poured caramel-colored liquid was icy cold, and when she held the cup with both hands, she felt the whole body was icy cold.

"So cold?"

"Of course, I soaked it in well water for a long time."

Meng Yao raised her hand as if asking for credit and said, "The sour plum soup tastes better when it's chilled, mother, please try it."

Unable to resist Meng Yao's urging, Liu Cuihua picked it up and took a sip. Once she drank it, she knew how many good things were in it without guessing.

The sweet and sour taste made her swallow subconsciously in her throat.

"Mom, how are you doing?"

Meng Yao asked for praise and praise with a happy face. This is the sour plum soup that she has specially studied. The ancient method makes the sour plum soup, which tastes particularly sweet.

Liu Cuihua tasted and swallowed carefully, and nodded after taking a sip.

It's delicious, delicious and thirst-quenching.

"I'll just say it's delicious. I've been simmering for a long time. Mom, drink more. This stuff quenches your thirst."

Liu Cuihua originally wanted to put the cup down and leave it for Qi Mingan and the others to drink, but she couldn't hold back, and took another two sips, the more she drank, the more addictive she felt.

Seeing that Liu Cuihua wanted to put down the cup, Meng Yao hurriedly reached out and pushed, "There is still in the jar, and the cup is all mother's, mother just drink it!"

Liu Cuihua hesitated for a while, but she couldn't resist the temptation of the sweet and sour taste, and took a few more sips.

Wu Aizhen came out of the field holding a big watermelon. She was eating and walking slowly, but when she saw Meng Yao coming, she started to run holding the big watermelon.

"Ming An, hurry up, hurry up, that woman Meng Yao is here, see if she is carrying something in a basket, she must have taken something good, hurry up!"

Wu Aizhen didn't even care about eating the watermelon, she let go of her feet and ran, and the hard-earned watermelon almost fell to the ground for her.

When she ran to the ground, she put the watermelon on the ground and reached out to grab the sour plum soup that Liu Cuihua was drinking, "Mom, what is this? Give me a taste!"

Liu Cuihua slapped Wu Aizhen's hand off angrily, "Look at that watermelon juice in your hand, go to the ditch and wash it for me!"

"Mother, give me a taste first... Oh, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go!"

Wu Aizhen might not be able to get through without being beaten all day, but Liu Cuihua gave her a hard pinch before she jumped up and ran to wash her hands in a panic.

"Mom, I'm going to wash, you save some for me!"

Liu Cuihua was so angry that she wanted to keep it for them, but when she saw Wu Aizhen like this, she picked up the cup and started drinking again.

Wu Aizhen jumped while drinking, "Mom, give me some leftovers."

Meng Yao shook her head helplessly, "Sister-in-law, and, you should wash your hands first!"

Wu Aizhen then ran to wash her hands.

Qi Mingan followed and washed his hands after seeing this.

They brought two water glasses and drank them all. Meng Yao poured them into another water glass. There was still some in the jar after emptying it. She wanted to pour it to Liu Cuihua, but she waved her to put it back.

Just that one cup is not enough for Wu Aizhen to make. Besides, if you want someone else's watermelon, you have to return the favor.

Seeing that Liu Cuihua drank a lot, Meng Yao obediently put it back and took out the bowl she brought.

"Mom, I'll make cold skin for you. There's no chili oil, so the taste may be a bit off, but it's okay, it's still delicious!"

Meng Yao stirred evenly with chopsticks before giving the bowl to Liu Cuihua.

Liu Cuihua is really used to living a hard life, and has never eaten good food. This cold noodle is still at that time when he went to visit Qi Boyan in the city, and he took her to eat, which cost a lot of money.

As soon as Liu Cuihua put the Liangpi into her mouth, Wu Aizhen ran over screaming, "Mom, what good food do you eat? Save some for me!"

He said to let her stay, but ran over first to pick up the sour plum soup that Meng Yao had poured.

After Meng Yao was poured, she specially screwed the lid on to prevent Wu Aizhen from spilling it rashly.

Wu Aizhen still had to work hard to screw the lid on, so she couldn't help nagging: "Why screw it on?"

Unscrew it, drink it, and don't care about anything else, "gudong gudong" swallowed straight down the throat.

Liu Cuihua didn't forget to look sideways at Wu Aizhen while eating the cold noodle, noticing that she had drunk more than half of it, before she opened her mouth: "It's enough to drink, give Mingan some!"

Only then did Wu Aizhen take the cold cup away from her mouth, and gave it to Qi Mingan with a happy face.

"Ming An, drink it quickly, taste it quickly, it's delicious!"

Qi Mingan took a sip, and swallowed it with a "gudong".

When people are thirsty and drink something to quench their thirst, they will swallow subconsciously.

Before Qi Mingan realized it, he had already taken two big gulps. Seeing Wu Aizhen staring at him, she pushed him away with a grin, "Aizhen, you drink!"

Wu Aizhen immediately moved over to drink by herself. She didn't have Qi Mingan's self-control, so she drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, I burped for a long time.

Liu Cuihua is too lazy to look at her anymore, her son is happy to spoil his wife, so she will do whatever they want.

Meng Yao had already prepared the second serving of Liangpier, seeing that Wu Aizhen had just finished drinking the sour plum soup and her stomach might still be full, so she gave it to Qi Mingan first.

Unexpectedly, after the eldest brother Qi Mingan took over, he changed hands and gave it to Wu Aizhen.

"Aizhen, have you ever eaten this thing, Liangpi?"

Wu Aizhen picked up the tip of the chopsticks with her chopsticks, tasted it, and took it as soon as she tasted it.

She found that no matter what Meng Yao cooks, the taste is particularly good, so delicious that people can almost swallow their tongues.

Wu Aizhen was still eating with her stomach full, looking at the basket while eating.

It's really eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot.

"What else did you bring in the basket? Is there anything else you drank just now?"

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