The stepmother control group counterattacked with cubs in the era

Chapter 22 Shen Baolan emo

"Sister, thank you."

Shen Mingzhu sincerely thanked Pei Wenping.

It is said that a woman's marriage is her second reincarnation, and so far, she has been reincarnated in the right one.

Whether it's Pei Yang or the eldest sister Pei Wenping, they are all upright and protective people. It is her luck to be a relative with such a person.

Pei Wenping blamed, "Thank you, you are my younger brother and sister, if I don't help you, why not help an outsider?"

After a while, the water in the pot on the stove boiled, Pei Wenping stopped chattering, and turned to the kitchen to cook dumplings.

After taking the first bite of the dumplings, Pei Wenping regretted it.

She should cook a few more!too delicious!The skin is thin and the stuffing is rich, and when you take a bite, it is salty and delicious, and the juice is so rich that you can't wait to swallow it with your tongue.

After eating the dumplings, Pei Wenping even drank the soup.

Satisfy.

After rinsing the pots and bowls, Pei Wenping dried her hands and prepared to go to work, "Brother and sister, when you have time, come to my house and sit down, let's make dumplings and eat."

Shen Mingzhu agreed, "When Xiao Heng doesn't go to school on Saturday, I'll take him there. I should have visited you and brother-in-law long ago, but I've been busy cleaning up the house recently, so I haven't been free."

Pei Wenping immediately beamed with joy, "Okay, then it's settled, come to my house for dinner on Saturday, you come over in the morning, I will make you a pot of meat at noon, and we will make dumplings in the evening."

"Row."

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The Zhou family members all saw that something was wrong with Shen Baolan.

Usually, she is like clockwork, working swiftly and diligently, but today she is like an eggplant that has been beaten by frost, and she is barely there. Lie down by yourself.

Zhou Quanchuan couldn't help but murmured to his wife, "Shuhuan's daughter-in-law must be pregnant, right? I think she's tired and listless."

As soon as the words fell, Ma Sufen rolled her eyes, "If you don't understand, don't be so blind, what are you pregnant with half a moon after you are married?!"

Zhou Quan patted his head embarrassingly, and went out for a walk.

Ma Sufen came to the door of her son's room and pouted at Zhou Shuhuan who was lying on the bed reading.

What's wrong with your daughter-in-law?
How would I know.

Ma Sufen cleared her throat, walked into her son's room, and walked to Shen Baolan, "Baolan, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Do you want Shuhuan to take you to the health center?"

Shen Baolan turned over and didn't get up, just laying down like this, "Mom, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, I'll be fine after a rest, you can help Xiao Hao take a bath later, I'll go to bed first."

"Oh, okay, then you have a rest."

When Ma Sufen went out, she also called her son away. The mother and son were whispering something in the living room, but Shen Baolan was not in the mood to listen.

She is so depressed.

I don't understand how Pei Wenping tolerated such a prodigal act like Shen Mingzhu.

Shen Mingzhu was obviously the one who did the wrong thing. Whose daughter-in-law is as lavish as Shen Mingzhu?

pissed her off!

Isn't he just an accountant? What's the big deal? Your brother deserves to be short-lived.

In the living room, Ma Sufen was questioning her son if he had a conflict with Shen Baolan, Zhou Shuhuan naturally denied it, Ma Sufen wondered, what happened to her daughter-in-law?

She didn't care much about Shen Baolan, but was worried that if Shen Baolan continued to be depressed like this, no one would help her with housework and taking care of her grandson.

Fortunately, Shen Baolan came back to life with full blood the next day, got up before dawn to make breakfast for the whole family, and happily went to work after Zhang Luo finished, Ma Sufen breathed a sigh of relief.

After sending Pei Ziheng to kindergarten and returning home, Shen Mingzhu wrapped her hair in a silk scarf, tied her apron and started to make preparations for baking chicken cakes.

Wang Defa came to pick up chicken cakes after get off work in the afternoon, and she wanted to bake all 6 catties of cakes before [-] p.m.

Worried about not having enough time, she specially asked a mother with a good relationship to help her take Pei Ziheng back to the family home in the afternoon.

Egg white beaters were not available in this day and age, so she asked Pei Wenping to borrow an electric drill for her, and attached an egg beater to beat egg whites and batter, which saved time and effort.

The clock on the wall is ticking.

As the batches of chicken cakes were baked, the entire family courtyard was filled with a rich cake sweet aroma, which made everyone sniff their noses, thinking that it was a new cake factory opened near the family courtyard.

At 5:[-] in the afternoon, the twenty-pound chicken cake was finally finished baking.

Pei Ziheng, who had been home for a while, was sitting in the living room pretending to watch TV, but actually smelling the aroma of chicken cakes, while staring at the mountain of chicken cakes on the dining table.

This woman actually baked so many chicken cakes in just one day.

She might as well sell chicken cakes in the future.

After unmolding the last chicken cake, Shen Mingzhu waved to her stepson on the sofa, "Xiaoheng, come here."

Pei Ziheng walked over slowly.

Shen Mingzhu gave him a round chicken cake.

The skin of the freshly baked chicken cake is thin and crispy, but the inside is extra delicate and sweet, with a touch of orange fragrance in the sweetness.

is his favorite flavor.

Seeing that her stepson was eating well, Shen Mingzhu took a piece of chicken cake herself, and boiled water to make a pot of scented tea, waiting for Wang Defa to come to the door.

Just after 6 o'clock, Wang Defa came to the door with four big bamboo baskets, accompanied by a nephew of the Wang family who helped to bring the chicken cakes.

One bamboo basket holds five catties of chicken cakes, and four baskets hold exactly twenty catties.

After finishing the accounts and collecting the money, Shen Mingzhu gave an extra catty as a gift for the old lady's birthday, and Wang Defa left happily.

Wang Defa is a new face, and his uncle and nephew walked in the family courtyard with four baskets of chicken cakes, which was particularly eye-catching.

Someone came forward to inquire, and learned that the four baskets of chicken cakes were bought from Pei's family. Everyone suddenly realized that it was not a new cake factory opened nearby, but Shen Mingzhu was tinkering at home.

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.

That night, the entire family members knew about Shen Mingzhu's deeds of making chicken cakes.

Shen Baolan didn't understand until then why Pei Wenping scolded her for meddling in her own business. Shen Mingzhu was not spending money recklessly, but making money.

After dinner, after washing the dishes, Shen Baolan took off her apron and ran to Pei's house.

She wanted to know how Shen Mingzhu made the chicken cakes and how much money he made.

Shen Mingzhu was worrying about the two large barrels of charcoal ash produced by roasting chicken cakes, and Shen Baolan came to the door.

"Mingzhu, I heard that you sold chicken cakes today, how much did you sell them for?"

Shen Mingzhu pointed to the two buckets of charcoal ash, "Help me carry them downstairs, and I'll tell you."

Shen Baolan looked like a cat with its hair blown, and scolded her with her arms akimbo, "You want to be shameless and want me to help you with work, you are dreaming!"

"Don't you want to know how much money I made today?"

"..."

Of course Shen Baolan wanted to know, otherwise she wouldn't have come to ask after dinner.

Shen Baolan rolled her eyes, "It's fine if I take out the trash for you, and I will share half of the money you earn."

Good guy, why don't you grab it?

Shen Mingzhu rolled her eyes, "Forget it, I don't need your help, you can go."

Shen Baolan didn't hear what she wanted to hear, so she was willing to leave.

If she didn't ask clearly, she couldn't sleep at night.

(End of this chapter)