After rebirth, I became the villain’s sister-in-law Bai Yueguang

When Wen Chaoyan saw that she was finally willing to talk to him normally, his mood instantly became extremely joyful.

"What do you want to eat, girl? I'll cook it for you."

Jiang Wancheng pushed him away: "Mang Jun, just let it go! Do you like the breakfast you made?"

This push accidentally pushed his injured area, and Wen Chaoyan immediately grinned.

Jiang Wancheng's expression changed and he looked at him nervously.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! Let me see!"

Wen Chaoyan covered his collar and quickly comforted her: "It's okay. Mr. Feng gave me medicine last night, and it actually doesn't hurt anymore."

Seeing his defensive look, Jiang Wancheng thought to himself: Is he still afraid that he is being frivolous? ! ?

Although he was out of control and images of his strong and beautiful figure flashed through his mind, Jiang Wancheng still had a serious look on his face.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lang. Now that Master has gone up the mountain, your body... well, it would be more appropriate to let him take a look at the injuries on your body."

After saying that, she hurriedly walked to the cabinet on the side, opened it, and dug out the flour with a ladle.

Wen Chaoyan:......

It seems like I missed something.

Let her have a look now, is it still too late?
  The sky was getting brighter, and Jiang Wancheng was afraid that his master would get up again and see them staying together, so he kept driving the hunter out.

"Earlier, the gentleman let Erlang and the gentleman go to the kitchen. How come it happened to me, but he stayed in the kitchen all day and refused to go out?"

Wen Chaoyan: "I am not a gentleman, so I don't have to abide by it."

Jiang Wancheng: Good guy, you have such a clear understanding of yourself.

Since he insisted on staying, Jiang Wancheng simply asked him to light the fire.

Although he wanted to make some food with his own hands, Jiang Wancheng didn't want to give him the chance to waste food.

Jiang Wancheng rolled up his sleeves, revealing his fair forearms, ready to knead the dough.

Wen Chaoyan only glanced at the white lotus root arms, then quickly lowered his eyes, but the tips of his ears turned slightly red.

Jiang Wancheng had no time to observe him at this time, kneading dough, cutting green onions, and making puff pastry.

After a while, the fragrant scallion pancakes were ready.

The Wen family's stove had two cooking holes, so Jiang Wancheng bought a large iron pot and a small pot based on the size.

There are pancakes in the small pot and porridge in the big pot that Wen Dalang cooked when he got up early.

She chopped up the vegetable leaves and threw them in, then stirred the porridge until it became thicker.

When Feng Lao got up, breakfast was already ready.

Jiang Wancheng hung the big iron pot that Feng Lao had brought up the mountain in the yard, set up firewood, and covered it with a lid to heat hot water.

After the two children got up and washed up one by one, they started eating.

When Feng Lao was young, he had eaten scallion pancakes while traveling in Dajin.

But it was too long ago, and the pancake was not very well made, so when I took one bite of the crispy, crispy pancake that Jiang Wancheng had made today, I was immediately amazed.

"This...this cake is crispy and chewy on the outside, soft and layered on the inside. Cheng'er, this cake you made is really good!"

Jiang Wancheng thought to herself that in fact, she basically didn't know how to cook in modern times. It was just that she was too lonely and unbearable in Zhuangzi in her previous life, so she studied many modern foods that she missed with the women on Zhuangzi.

After all, she has the memory of modern people, so she, who is already talented in making things, instantly figured out many details that ancient people had not studied thoroughly.

The things they cook are naturally more delicious than those made by many ordinary people in ancient times. “Master likes it, I can make it for you often from now on.”

Wen Erlang also said repeatedly: "Sister, I like it too."

Sister Ya was not to be outdone and hurriedly expressed her love. Only Wen Dalang silently expressed his support through actions.

Wen Chaoyan tasted the cake today and it was particularly delicious.

In addition to his hard work of cooking the pot and keeping the fire strictly simmering on a low fire, this cake is also blessed by the achievement of the two of them making it together.

As he ate it, he felt that this was the most delicious pancake he had ever eaten in his first twenty years of life.

After breakfast, the craftsmen came one after another.

When Jiang Wancheng saw this, he immediately pulled Sister Ya into the house.

Hearing the various noises outside soon after, Jiang Wancheng knew that work should have started directly.

It stands to reason that in ancient times, etiquette was valued, and there should be a groundbreaking ceremony before starting work.

But the master is obviously not that particular person, so he just skips it. He just wants to have his own room as soon as possible. After all, it is still not comfortable for three men, old and young, to sleep on the same kang.

In the following days, except for cooking, Jiang Wancheng did not plan to leave the house casually when these people went to work.

Therefore, when I had a lot of time, I also took out all the tasks I planned to do during this period.

Two quilts to sew.

Wen Chaoyan also needs to make a change of clothes, and the new batch of cyan silk and satin she got can also make a set of spring clothes for herself and Sister Ya.

However, what is more important right now is that shoes must be made first.

What they are wearing now are old shoes from Wushan and back.

Not to mention the thinness of the shoes, the soles were already worn out.

When it comes to snowy weather, we get wet and then dry, and then dry again and get wet again.

If it weren't for the uncertainty about my foot size, I would have just bought some ready-made ones and put them on when I was in town.

Jiang Wancheng felt his feet were freezing every day. Sometimes he would jump hard for a while, but he still felt so painful that he couldn't feel it.

So, when she was shopping in town, she bought a bunch of shoe soles and old fabrics.

After thinking about it, there was one more important thing that needed to be mended before making the shoes, so I asked Sister Ya to go out.

After a while, Sister Ya ran in holding Orion's coat.

"Sister, my uncle said that he will fry some noodles and fruits for us to eat later, and ask the second brother to bring them in at that time."

Noodles?
  Jiang Wancheng was greedy when he heard it.

After taking the clothes from Sister Ya'er, Jiang Wancheng searched for it and quickly found the large gash on Wen Chaoyan's sleeve that had been slashed by the sword.

Because the clothes were gray, the sleeves were stained black with blood and hardened, but there was no clean clothes to change, so I had to make do with them.

Wen Erlang and Sister Ya knew it at a glance yesterday, and they both grabbed their brother and asked him for a long time while they were still in the village. They didn't give up until Orion showed them with his own eyes that the injury was indeed not serious.

Jiang Wancheng took some more cotton and filled it in, then quickly repaired the holes and asked Sister Ya to send them out again.

After a while, Sister Ya ran in again and said: "Sister, sister! Brother, he has locked all the chickens, ducks and geese that my uncle brought up the mountain into the cellar behind the house!"

"He said that in the next two days, he would build a special room for them next to the latrine, and then move them all out."

Speaking of these poultry, Jiang Wancheng suddenly thought: "By the way, master, where is the old man's donkey cart? He moved it up, but why can't he see his donkey?"