Chapter 12
Rubbing her protesting belly, Shen Yao frowns: "Is there nothing to eat at home?"

Mrs. Chen blinked, wiped off her son's memorial tablet, and put it on the table gently: "There are still a few clay eggs on the stove in the kitchen. If you are really hungry, take those few..."

Huh?What about people?

Shen Yao was so hungry that her chest was stuck to her back, and before Chen could finish speaking, she ran out quickly, the fat on her body vibrated with the sound of her footsteps, making a harmonious melody, which was really beautiful.

Looking at it from a distance before, I only thought that the kitchen was so simple that there was nothing there, but now I came in and realized, how simple is this?
The stove was covered with a layer of dust, and the pots and pans were scattered dirty in the big pot. There were all kinds of disgusting bugs floating on the water in the pot. It was really disgusting.

Such a place, let alone the kitchen, she wouldn't even come in the toilet!
Mudanzi?Mudanzi?
Shen Yao held her nose, searched for a long time by the stove, and finally found a mud egg covered in mud in a pile of firewood.

"Damn it! It turns out that it's really a mud egg!"

Shen Yao went crazy, and threw the clay egg in her hand to the ground, the fist-sized clay egg immediately split into flowers, and rolled out of the potato which was not as big as an egg.

The mud that fell out was bigger than the potatoes inside. Is this thing really edible?

The five or six mud eggs that were dug out from the firewood pile were all thrown off the mud, and the soil under Shen Yao's feet almost covered her feet.

Potatoes are the most popular vegetable, and there are thousands of ways to eat them, such as steaming, frying, frying, hot and sour potato shreds, vinegar potato shreds, cold mashed potatoes, dry pot potato chips...

Shen Yao can name more than a dozen dishes related to potatoes in one go, but none of the dishes that can be really made now seem to be suitable.

Shen Yao is not a character who retreats when faced with difficulties, the more difficult and dangerous the more it can stimulate her fighting spirit.

"Wash the pot first!"

Rolling up her sleeves, Shen Yao swiftly took out the pots, pans and dirty water from the cauldron.

There is also a large water tank in the kitchen, but there is only a layer of dirty green water in it.

There was no other way, so Shen Yao had no choice but to go to the water tank in the east room to scoop water with a ladle.

After going back and forth four or five times, I finally cleaned the dirty cauldron.

As for those pots and pans, almost all of them have gaps. Anyway, there are only her and Mrs. Chen in the family, and they don't need a few bowls. Shen Yao picked two bowls with fewer gaps and a large basin to keep. , and the others were all thrown into the corner.

She was tossing and rattling in the kitchen, and Mrs. Chen saw everything clearly through the window.

I have to admit that although this little girl is ugly and fat, she is quite agile when she does the work, and she looks good at washing pots and dishes.

But, how could something as simple as lighting a fire not happen?
"What a piece of crap! It only smokes but doesn't catch fire. Is this intentional to make things difficult for my old lady?"

After Huo Miao died for the seventh time, Shen Yao finally couldn't hold on any longer, and threw the fire bag in her hand.

"It's fine when there's no gas, and there's not even a briquette stove! You have to blow it to make a fire. This is exhausting my mother!"

Glancing at the cleaned potatoes and eggs, Shen Yao's heart sank: "If you can't eat cooked ones, then eat them raw! I won't hang myself on a tree!"

Gah!
puff!
Terrible to die for!

Shen Yao's chubby little face was suddenly squeezed into a bun, and two lines of tears almost fell down.

The days without food are really hard!
"Didn't you say you can cook? Why can't you even make a fire?"

Chen's cold voice sounded behind her, and before Shen Yao could speak, she had already pushed her aside with a slap, picked up the fire pocket and continued to light the fire and add more firewood.

This series of movements is like flowing clouds and flowing water, although it can't be said to be very beautiful, but it is many times better than Shen Yao's.

Shen Yao opened her mouth wide in surprise, and Chen Shi threw the bitten potato back into the pot.

However, Chen's mouth was not idle at all: "You still talk about pork belly, you can only cook a muddy egg, I think you are just a bit good at talking, and you don't have any other skills! "

hiss!
Shen Yao choked on these words, and couldn't help but sneered: "You are not bad, you don't dare to say a word in front of outsiders, and you bully me, it's a set pattern!"

What's this?This is a typical nest, strong outside, but dry in the middle!

Chen Shi pursed the corners of her lips, added a few rotten branches into the stove, and took out the potato eggs and cut them into thin slices one by one.

Not to mention, this crazy woman's knife skills are really good, and the potato slices are evenly thick, so it will definitely be easier to cook.

While cutting vegetables, Mrs. Chen talked to Shen Yao: "I'm a widow, and it's hard to live with a son. If there is another conflict with the villagers, I will definitely not be able to stay in this village."

The implication is that in order to continue to live in Xingfu Village, I can only swallow my anger and not turn against others.

Shen Yao sneered: "You are so patient, you have never seen how kind people in the village treat you!"

Those who should be scolded should still be scolded, those who should look down on her should still be looked down upon, and I haven't seen a few people lending a helping hand to her!
Ah, no, there was a Wang Cuihua, who turned out to be a duplicitous one.

Chen bit her lips, and stared fixedly at Huo Miao'er, who was not too vigorous: "I don't care about them because of my son, but now that my son is gone, I have nothing to worry about. If anyone dares to bully me in the future, I will definitely not It will make it easier for them!"

Shen Yao twitched her lips, thinking that she was being stubborn again.

Suddenly, Mrs. Chen snorted, and turned her head to look at Shen Yao strangely: "I haven't mentioned you yet, but you have accused me first. You ugly girl, if you know how to cook, it's a lie, right?"

As soon as she said this, Shen Yao immediately faltered, hehe smiled, and finally admitted it.

"Well, me, my whole body is very flexible, except for these two hands, hehe."

This is the truth, don't look at her slick mouth, she can tell the dead to life, but her hands are so stupid, she can do simple tasks such as washing dishes, but cooking and mending clothes , but not one of them.

Especially cooking, it's not bad if she didn't blow up the kitchen.

Scratching her head embarrassingly, Shen Yao suddenly had an idea: "Don't think I can't do it, but I can say it! I have a lot of recipes in my head!"

Turning her eyes, Shen Yao raised her brows mysteriously: "I said crazy woman, you should be regarded as a good wife and mother by the way you cooked potatoes just now. If this is the case, why don't we work together to make money?" ,How about it?"

Chen raised her head suspiciously, working together to make money?

(End of this chapter)

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