Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

138 Chapter 138: The best trick doesn't work anymore

After the chicken giblets are out of the pot, put the stewed chicken soup in the small iron pot and simmer the medicine. In the big iron pot, there is the broth stewed with leopard bones and radish cubes. The smell in the kitchen is the taste of the mixture of chicken soup and broth. Both soups are delicious. , the kitchen is filled with tempting drool.

Before Jun Yiluo asked Shen Qingcheng, he swallowed countless times.

Shen Qingcheng was kneading noodles in a wooden basin, preparing to make sliced ​​noodles with broth. While kneading noodles, she looked towards the stove and smiled knowingly when she saw the little girl's greedy face. She put down the dough she was kneading and turned around to get it from the cupboard. A pottery bowl came out and filled a bowl of high soup, brought it to the side table and put it down.

"Luo'er, put the little rabbit back into the rabbit nest in the main room, wash your hands and drink a bowl of soup first."

In order to wait for Jun Wulan to come back for lunch, today's lunch was a bit late, Shen Qingcheng thought that this girl must be hungry.

Jun Yiluo shook his head and said: "Mother, Daddy hasn't come back yet, you and Grandpa Liang are still busy."

Shen Qingcheng said: "You are a child, you are growing up, you don't need to wait for me and Grandpa Liang, not to mention that your wind and cold are just a little bit better, so you can't be hungry. As for your father, mother will save lunch for him."

Thinking that he would make his father and mother tired and cost money if he was sick, Jun Yiluo obediently got up and put the two little rabbits back into the nest in the main room, then went back to the kitchen to wash his hands and sat on the ponytail. Suck it with soup on it.

Shen Qingcheng glanced at her twice, making sure she wasn't burned, then retracted her gaze and continued kneading her face.

The dough for making sliced ​​noodles must be kneaded for a long time, so that the noodles will be tough when eaten.

The smell of broth floated into the yard, and Mo Liang was peeling the bark of the two pine trees left in the yard with a hatchet. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but feel the smell of meat, and suddenly felt that his whole body was full of strength and drive.

"My dear, I'm peeling the bark."

Mo Liang was feeling beautiful in his heart, when a voice came into his ears.

He looked up and saw Shen Baoshi standing at the gate of the yard with a smile on his face. Since Shen Baoshi was smiling at the moment and it was Shen Qingcheng's stepmother, Mo Liang put down the hatchet in his hand, straightened up and stared at Shen Baoshi, Greeted politely and distantly: "So it's Mrs. Shen, what's the matter with Mrs. Shen today?"

The smell of broth wafting from the kitchen rushed into Shen Bao's nose one after another. Shen Bao's mouth was watering with greed, and he glanced towards the kitchen subconsciously.

"Is it Qingcheng who cooks in the house? This girl's cooking skills have gradually improved after she got married."

Seeing that Shen Baoshi stretched his neck and stared at the kitchen, Mo Liang felt alarmed in his heart, fearing that Shen Baoshi would come for nothing again.

"There's nothing to eat at home, Qingcheng's girl just cooked a pot of soup with leopard bones, which made Mrs. Shen laugh."

Hearing Mo Liang's words, Shen Bao snorted coldly in his heart.

Zhao Jingui said it all, that ugly monster and that cheap girl went to the market yesterday to buy a basket full of rations, and this old man still wanted to lie to himself.

"Qingcheng, Qingcheng, mother is here, come out quickly."

Knowing that Mo Liang was not easy to provoke, Shen Baoshi was worried that Mo Liang would stop him from seeing Shen Qingcheng, so he stood at the gate of the yard and yelled towards the kitchen.

Shen Bao's broken gong sound came into the kitchen unexpectedly, so startled that Jun shrugged and almost knocked over the remaining half bowl of soup.

"Mother, that mother-in-law is here again."

"It's not over yet. Don't be afraid, Luo'er. With Mother and Grandpa Liang here, no one can bully you."

While comforting Jun Yiluo, Shen Qingcheng took the dough that had just been kneaded to the cupboard and put it away.

"Luo'er, stay indoors and drink soup obediently, mother will come back after going out to have a look."

Shen Qingcheng dimmed the fire in the stove, and after instructing Jun Yiluo, she wiped her hands on the apron and walked out across the threshold.

Seeing Shen Qingcheng coming out of the kitchen, Shen Baoshi stepped forward in a hurry, with that eager look towards Shen Qingcheng, unknowingly thought that Shen Qingcheng was her own daughter.

"Qingcheng, it was all bad for my mother in the past. My mother should not have married you to your son-in-law for 20 taels of silver regardless of your wishes. Today, my mother is here to apologize to you. Look at our mother-in-law. For the sake of getting along for so long, please forgive me once as a mother."

Shen Baoshi spoke swiftly while facing Shen Qingcheng, she expected in her heart that Shen Qingcheng would forgive herself.

In the past, even if she beat Shen Qingcheng half to death, as long as she said a few nice words afterwards, this stupid girl would forget the past and continue to obediently wash, cook and clean the house for her without complaint.

Just when Shen Baoshi thought that Shen Qingcheng would forgive herself, Shen Qingcheng glanced at her, and said expressionlessly: "Let the past go, thanks to Mrs. Shen's decision, I was able to find Mr. Ruyi, the 20 taels of silver will be considered as my repayment of the Shen family's upbringing, I am now a member of the Jun family and have nothing to do with the Shen family, there is really no reason for Mrs. Shen to come to my house to apologize in the cold wind."

Shen Qingcheng's face was indifferent, and Shen Baoshi stared at her in a daze.

The best move didn't work, Shen Bao felt so angry.

Did this girl run into evil? Why does her mind seem to be broken?

"Qingcheng, don't do this, you listen to my mother."

Shen Baoshi did not give up thinking of the purpose of coming here today, walked up to Shen Qingcheng and stretched out his hand to grab Shen Qingcheng's arm.

Seeing Shen Baoshi making a move to grab Shen Qingcheng, Mo Liang bent down and picked up the machete on the snow. If Shen Baoshi dared to make a move on Shen Qingcheng, he chopped Shen Baoshi's head with a knife. Stance.

Out of the corner of Shen Qingcheng's eyes, she caught a glimpse of the old uncle picking up the machete and staring at the back of Shen Bao's head defensively, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

This feeling of being protected by one's own elders is really cool.

"Mrs. Shen, tell me why you came to my house today. Medicine is still simmering in my stove, so I don't have time to tell you more."

When Shen Baoshi stretched out his hand, Shen Qingcheng took a big step to the side to avoid Shen Baoshi's hand.

Shen Baoshi took a chance, and withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and then Mo Liang took the hatchet and continued to smash the bark.

"Green orange."

Shen Baoshi clasped his hands together and rubbed them vigorously, with a look of difficulty on his face.

"You know the current situation of the Shen family. Not long ago, your unmarried sister-in-law's family sent someone to the Shen family to ask for a betrothal gift. Your father and I sent 12 taels of silver to the Shen family before setting the date for the wedding. Well, your second brother paid nine taels of silver for the repair fee, and your father and I really have no money on hand. If it weren't for the fact that the Shen family is so poor that they can't even afford food, I wouldn't be able to come here to see you, Qingcheng, even though you Now you are married into the Jun family, but your surname is still Shen, and the blood of the Shen family is still flowing in your bones, you can't watch us go hungry, can you lend me five catties of rice."

　Cabbage Cauliflower: Qingcheng, please forgive me as a mother.

　　Qingcheng: Mother, who gave you face.

　　Uncle Liang: Don't be afraid, Qingcheng, Uncle has prepared a butcher's knife.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)