Reborn 1990: Cannon fodder fat wife wants to stand up

Chapter 148 Guatemala
Meng Yao raised her small face and smiled at Wu Aizhen, "Sister-in-law likes to drink it, and I will often cook it to drink from now on!"

Does that mean it's gone?
Wu Aizhen hummed and wanted to say that she still brought so little, but seeing Meng Yao's smiling face and thinking of the delicious food these days, she resentfully stopped talking.

Huchihuchi eating Liangpi.

Meng Yao adjusted the third bowl and handed it to Qi Mingan again.

Those eyes could not help but look at this big brother curiously.

To be honest, in this day and age, men are generally chauvinistic and rarely see someone who hurts their daughter-in-law, Qi Mingan is an exception, he lets his wife do everything, especially his daughter-in-law is bullied faster than anyone else.

Here Meng Yao only took a few more glances at Qi Mingan, when a shadow suddenly stood in front of her.

Meng Yao looked up and saw that it was Qi Boyan, her eyes blinked uncontrollably.

What?

Qi Boyan handed the green tin kettle in the basket to Meng Yao, and quietly blocked Meng Yao's sight, then said, "Drink, the ground is hot."

"Oh!"

Meng Yao took it in a daze.

As soon as she took it, Qi Boyan quietly bent over to tidy up the messy things in the basket, his industriousness was unbelievable.

Meng Yao unscrewed the lid of the pot and drank the sour plum soup inside. While drinking, she watched Qi Boyan who was working.

It seems, it seems, the big villain is also very hardworking, and he is not the kind of man who only knows how to eat when he gets home, he will do whatever he is asked to do, no matter what.

If this is well tuned...

Just as this thought overflowed into Meng Yao's mind, she quickly shook her head and threw it away.

What are you thinking, it's not her turn to train.

Meng Yao hurriedly ran to sit next to Liu Cuihua with the water bottle in her hand. It was so big that she had to sit next to her and squeeze her. Liu Cuihua moved to the side helplessly, pointed to the Liangpi in the bowl, and told Meng Yao.

"This thing must sell well in summer, but it's a pity that it only takes a few days in hot weather."

"It's okay, it's the same when we sell it next year, let's make it for mother first, mother, is it delicious?"

Liu Cuihua glared at the coquettish and cute Meng Yao, "You can open a restaurant with your skills."

Meng Yao's eyes lit up, "I'm just planning to open a restaurant when I earn money."

First open in the town, then in the city, and finally all over the country.

Liu Cuihua reached out and touched Meng Yao's head, "Don't worry, take your time."

She can see that Yaoyao is also like Boyan, she has a rough heart and has her own plan for her life, and they cannot stay in this small village.

Just don't know...

Liu Cuihua squinted at Qi Boyan, and then narrowed her old eyes, "Boyan, have you tried it? It's much more delicious than the Liangpi you took me to eat back then!"

Qi Boyan slowly looked away from the old mother's sharp eyes.

Everyone has something to eat, only he doesn't.

Seeing this, Liu Cuihua gave a "puchi" and hugged Meng Yao who was sitting next to her, and she couldn't tell how happy her smile was.

Meng Yao didn't know why, so she asked suspiciously: "Mother, what are you laughing at?"

"Mother laughed at you for doing well!"

Liu Cuihua was really happy, she had never seen her son deflated, but now she finally saw him.

Deserve it.

Qi Boyan's gaze shifted over again, shaking at Meng Yao's perplexed face, just as he was about to speak, Wu Aizhen pulled the basket with a rattling sound.

There are jars, bowls and bowls inside, and when Wu Aizhen moves, they all ring.

"Wu Aizhen!"

Liu Cuihua yelled loudly, and Wu Aizhen almost knocked down the basket in fright.

When she stabilized herself, she breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed when nothing happened, "Mom, it didn't break!"

"Can you try to move me again?"

Liu Cuihua raised her brows as a threat, but Wu Aizhen hurriedly let go, "I won't touch it, is it okay if I don't touch it? Mother, I just want to see if there is still that delicious water."

As she said that, she looked sideways at the kettle on Meng Yao's left. When she was drinking just now, she noticed that it was that color of water.

Seeing Wu Aizhen looking at the kettle in her hand, Meng Yao held it up to show her, grinning, "Sister-in-law, this is mine, I didn't keep it at home."

Wu Aizhen grunted, "You can drink what's yours, and I don't want to snatch yours."

After nagging Meng Yao, he stopped thinking about her sour plum soup and stared at the basket again.

She picked up the basket just now, and it felt quite heavy, so there should be more in it.

Liu Cuihua almost wanted to knock Wu Aizhen, knowing that if it was there, she would always miss it, so she called out to Meng Yao, "Yaoyao, send the leftover sour plum soup to the watermelon grower Qiao's family, let them taste it."

Before Meng Yao could respond, Wu Aizhen stood up suddenly, "Mother, why did you give it to their family?"

Liu Cuihua slammed her chopsticks on the bowl, "You want someone to eat watermelon, and you run so fast, why do you ask me?"

The watermelon that Wu Aizhen begged for was thrown on the ground when she ran over. It was so rare before, but now she doesn't even look at it.

Wu Aizhen regretted that, and looked at Liu Cuihua pitifully, "Then I don't want watermelon anymore, I'll send it back to him now, is it okay?"

How can a watermelon compare to that water!

"Are you sure?"

Liu Cuihua held chopsticks in her hand, and seemed to want to hit Wu Aizhen, Qi Mingan hurriedly pulled his wife away, "Send it, I will send it to Uncle Qiao's house, Aizhen and I will go!"

"Eat your meal!"

Liu Cuihua was worried about letting Wu Aizhen send her there, fearing that she would secretly drink it on the way.

"Yaoyao, you can go, your Uncle Qiao is still watching melons in the melon field, it's so hot, it's just a good time to quench his thirst."

"Okay mother, I'll go right away."

Meng Yao took out the extra things in the basket, only the clay pot was left in it, and just about to lift the basket, a big hand grabbed the handle of Lan Zi.

"I'll accompany you."

Liu Cuihua coughed heavily, "Just to deliver water, need two people? Boyan, you..."

Qi Boyan raised his eyes, turned his head and asked Meng Yao, "Do you know who Uncle Qiao is?"

Of course, Meng Yao, who didn't know, smiled awkwardly, and said with a smile: "Mom, let's go together, you eat first."

After finishing speaking, he walked quickly with his hands and feet.

Qi Boyan smiled faintly, and followed with a basket in his hand. Liu Cuihua was stunned for a while, and then couldn't help laughing and cursing: "You brat!"

Qiao Xiyan walked along the fields to see how the grains were ripening, but couldn't help looking in the direction of Qi Boyan's family. When she saw Qi Boyan and Meng Yao walking towards her uncle's melon field with things, she Finally couldn't hold back the eagerness in my heart, and walked over to the melon patch.

watermelon patch.

The watermelon that Uncle Qiao planted in the middle of the field is far away from the ground because he is afraid that someone will steal it, but even so, he has been living in the field since the watermelon was about to ripen.

The watermelons grown by Uncle Qiao are sweet and are sold. He often takes them to the town to sell them, and the sales are pretty good.

It's getting colder, and the leftovers are not easy to sell, so I keep some for myself, and the neighbors who are greedy will come to beg for food.

Uncle Qiao is very generous, but he just hates the thieves who steal melons, so he is very careful in the melon fields.

He was wearing a straw hat and holding a cattail fan in his hand. He was dressed coolly, and a shed was built on the melon field, which could provide a little shade.

(End of this chapter)