Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

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Chapter 257 Su Wangqin's Dark Food

Gu Chunzhu took Bai's to the Luo Xinlan's house next door and knocked on the door. He simply said that her brother-in-law's troubles in the next family temporarily asked her to borrow a house. Luo Xinlan went to tidy up the room without saying a word, and Gu Chunzhu also went to help.

"If you don't..." Bai's hurt for a long time, and then he saw that Gu Chunzhu and Luo Xinlan were worried about what bed they were making, realizing that it would be a trouble to stay overnight tonight.

"Sister-in-law, what do you say, you will have to go back, be beaten and scolded, and you can't save a child, now it's you who have been grievanced, and can finish the peace, where will the money come from when Xiaohu grows up to marry a bride?" Gu Chunzhu asked. In Bai's heart, the only looseness disappeared.

"Chunzhu sister-in-law, I used to live like you. If it weren't for Chunzhu, I would still be bullied by my mother-in-law. Let's be tough, we can't give in." Luo Xinlan's tone was soft Added a little bit of toughness, she really realized the transformation.

Bai's nodded heavily. When he first came, he had heard Gu Chunzhu say a little bit. A widow was still able to buy a house in the town with his children, but he could not survive alone.

"I live here. I'm a life-threatening sleeper. It's done with some hay." Bai also knew that both of them had just moved out of the village, and no one had extra bedding.

"How can I sleep on the hay? With that, I'll take the old cotton jackets that I don't wear at home and put them on a cushion." Gu Chunzhu's eyes flashed brightly, and he thought of this good idea.

Even the old cotton jackets brought back from the family by the original owner were all dry and the patch was almost impossible to beat. With the jacket made by Luo Xinlan, those old jackets have been idle for a long time, and they are better than hay.

Gu Chunzhu took it home in a hurry. Fortunately, she ran back quickly in the next few steps, and brought the charcoal basin in her house.

"Chunzhu, I also have a few cotton jackets that Yingzi has worn for hours. I can remove a seam and put on a mattress." Luo Xinlan also found the thick old cotton coat at home.

She was already good at female workers. She took the scissors to remove the sleeves of the old clothes and then flattened them together. She sewed them into a long soft cushion and laid it on the bed made of long wooden boards.

"Sister-in-law will just sleep like this. Some charcoal pots are better at night."

Gu Chunzhu laid the old sheets in his home on the cushion. The quilt was a three-pound thin quilt covered in spring and summer. There was no thick quilt in the house.

"Hey, this house is so good, without the wind, the rain, and the cold." Bai watched the sorrows in their hearts and had gone a long time, carrying the charcoal pots brought by Gu Chunzhu and they would be returned to her. "You take it back, you use it."

"We use the stove to burn charcoal fire, I am not the one who has lost his own." Gu Chunzhu told her that Bai Shi did not quit anymore.

Su Wangqin has stood at the back door and called for dinner.

Gu Chunzhu thanked Luo Xinlan and took Bai's hand and walked home. She looked at Su Wangqin standing at the back door and waiting for her. As soon as she came out, Su Wangqin wrapped her hand in her big palm, slightly blaming, "Run into The hands that ran out were cold."

"Brother-in-law is disturbing." Bai looked at Su Wangqin as good as Gu Chunzhu. This is what a normal husband-in-law should have. Thinking of Gu Chunyang's rebellious look is absolutely impossible to look back.

The two children sat on the same side in the stove. The square table for the guests from the house was not enough. They had to sit on the same side. This was the reason Gu Chunzhu had told them long ago. The two children were also remembered.

Xiaocheng sat there obediently, and An An was more naughty and poked Xiaocheng's arm from time to time.

Seeing some of them come in, An An cleverly tilted his head and looked at Bai Shi, "Does the aunt live in Sister Yingzi's house? Will that cousin come over to play tomorrow."

"Children are not allowed to ask that much." Gu Chunzhu blinked at An An.

Bai's low-eyed, sad look makes people feel pitiful, and when she thinks of the child, she feels heartache.

An An looked at her aunt as if she was unhappy. Ba blinked her big eyes and was thinking of a way. Gu Chunzhu helped Bai's already sitting on the side of the party, and the meal gave her a full bowl.

"My aunt is in a bad mood and you can be in a good mood. What can I do if my father's meals are not good?" An An said, annoyed by the cheeks he had grown.

Gu Chunzhu frowned, and the little guy complained to himself.

Looking at the food cooked by Su Wangqin, there is a piece of bacon fried with bamboo shoots, which can be said to be thinly visible with a knife, as well as a spinach and shrimp skin soup and a steamed egg.

It looks light and light, and there is no thick red sauce that is not too bad. Gu Chunzhu held a piece of winter bamboo shoot with suspicious chopsticks, "I will taste it delicious."

"The little guy stole it and said bad things about his father!" Su Wangqin reached out and clasped An'an's head.

When the winter bamboo shoots were chewed in the mouth, the astringency of the bamboo shoots spread in the mouth, and the bite still felt a bit raw. Gu Chunzhu was embarrassed by Su Wangqin's black eyes, and could only swallow Dong Sun silently, squeezing out the two words "OK."

"No, no," An An argued with a small hand.

Gu Chunzhu silently moved the dish of winter bamboo shoots from the front of Bai's to his table, but he took a sip of the spinach and shrimp skin soup with a wooden spoon. weird.

Looking at the boiled smooth custard, she hoped for the last time, but the original salty custard, Gu Chunzhu, could not open her throat and contained it in her mouth.

Bai's is preparing to scoop the egg soup and Gu Chunzhu took his hand, "Wait!"

Su Wangqin has been looking at Gu Chunzhu's expression, and has long known that he did not perform well at this meal, but Gu Chunzhu left him a face that did not yell like An An.

"I didn't stay in the room in Chunzhu before." Su Wangqin's black eyes looked at Gu Chunzhu, and there were still some wrongs in it. Where did a general need him to cook?

"Sister-in-law, let me cook again." Gu Chunzhu picked up the custard and placed it by the stove.

"Chunzhu, just have some food. The brother-in-law rarely makes it a little worse to cook in the kitchen." Bai Shi just took the winter bamboo shoots with a pair of chopsticks and put them in his mouth. The noodles became extraordinarily wonderful.

"How about, what Dad made is unpalatable!" An An saw that her aunt was also unpalatable and clapped her hands cheerfully, blinking at Su Wangqin.

"Chunzhu, I'll help you burn the stove." Bai Shi placed bacon and bamboo shoots on the stove and also sat in front of the stove.

Seeing Su Wangqin's helpless help, Xiaocheng covered her sister's mouth, which didn't give Dad face, and she smiled in her heart.