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Chapter 8 The aroma of vegetables fills the house

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    Being praised, Wang Daya was a little embarrassed and smiled: "I haven't read the book, but I heard that my sister-in-law has read it. Even if we are kicked out, we still have to live upright and even have a name."  Only by being different from other people's homes can we show that our decision to leave the Wang family was right."

    "Yes! You are right." Liu Chunxiang got up, put away her household registration book, and fed Wuya, "Mom, go cook! You are tired after walking such a long way, so take a rest!"

    "No need. I told you that you must have a good rest during this confinement. I will take care of the cooking."

    If Liu Chunxiang is asked to cook, Wang Daya will probably be hungry at noon.  Vegetables without oil and salt are really hard to swallow, let alone wild vegetables, which are even more unpalatable.

    She can guarantee that Liu Chunxiang will not be willing to add oil when cooking.

    From now on, she has to do the kitchen work. She is afraid that she won¡¯t be able to get used to the food made by others and will treat her own mouth badly.

    "Mom! Grandpa gave me five yuan, please keep it!" He took out a dusty handkerchief bag from his pocket and handed it to Liu Chunxiang, "Grandpa said it was his own money, so he gave it all to us."

    Seeing the pile of woolen tickets in the handkerchief, Liu Chunxiang sighed: "Da Ya! Your grandfather is a loyal, honest and kind man, but he was unlucky enough to marry such an unreasonable grandma as yours. He didn't do it either.  Easy, we can't touch this money, let's find an opportunity to return it to him! He is also a poor man, often beaten by your grandma. Sometimes he will be beaten in the middle of the night and cry "woo woo woo", as helpless as a child  .¡±

    "Why did grandpa marry Hou Chaxiang in the first place? Don't you know her character?"

    Wang Daya really can¡¯t understand such a marriage. Don¡¯t they say that men in this era are the gods?  Why did she change when she arrived at her grandfather's place?  Turned into a tigress covering the sky with one hand?

    "Who can resist a blind marriage?" Liu Chunxiang sighed again and put away her handkerchief, "Being a bride is a lifelong matter. There are few people like this in our family. It's just that my mother doesn't care anymore.  I'm content with you guys by my side." Those who are not men should just leave them alone!

    Afraid that Liu Chunxiang would be sad, Wang Sihan found an excuse to cook and went out.

    Grandpa¡¯s situation is similar to that of his mother. They are both oppressed by Hou Chaxiang. If he continues to ask questions, he is afraid of making Liu Chunxiang cry.

    When we came to the kitchen, the eldest sister Wang Erya had already stewed the rice.  Lifting the lid and looking at the pot of white rice that was not burnt at all, Wang Sihan had to sigh that children in this era are really capable.

    Erya Siyu is only eight years old and is already an expert in the kitchen.  If she hadn't told her to wait for her to fry the vegetables, she would have even cooked them.

    The children of the poor have already become the masters of their families.

    These words could not be more appropriate at this moment.

    "Erya! You are so awesome." Wang Sihan never hesitates to praise his diligent children, "From now on, you will cook all the food at home. Just wash the vegetables and wait for me to fry them."

    "Um!"

    Erya nodded, a little embarrassed to be praised, her face turned red, and her eyes curled into small crescents with a smile.

    She used to work, but no matter how much she worked, grandma never praised her and scolded her every day for being a dead girl, a loser, and a rotten coffin.

    She can basically understand a dead girl and a loser, but she has never understood what a rotten coffin is.

    ¡°But she didn¡¯t want to understand it anymore, as long as it came from grandma¡¯s mouth, it would definitely be bad.

    They have separated from their grandmother and moved to the Shegong Temple.

    Although it is a bit far from the village, they have white rice and noodles to eat.  These are all good things given by the social master.

    Fortunately, they live here, otherwise where would they go to eat white rice and noodles.

    Wang Sihan ignored Erya's thoughts. At the moment, she was busy chopping celery.

    After cutting the vegetables, I took two wild buckwheat heads and put them aside to prepare the garlic stew.  There is no way, the conditions are difficult, there is garlic, ginger, etc. in the space, but I haven't had time to take them out yet.

    For the time being, I will use wild buckwheat heads instead.

    Pour oil into the pot, heat it up, throw in wild buckwheat heads and saut¨¦ until fragrant, add water celery, sting, and the aroma fills the room.  The two, three, and four Ya stretched their necks and sniffed desperately, as if they wanted to suck all the fragrance in the air into their stomachs.

    The faces with their noses wrinkled and inhaling the fragrance were very vivid, and Wang Sihan kept laughing when he saw them.  In her previous life, her parents died when she was very young, and she grew up with her grandmother.

    Neither her grandparents nor her uncles and aunts wanted to raise her, so they gave her to her elderly grandmother.  Speaking of my grandmother¡¯s experience, she was also very miserable.She was a young lady from a wealthy family. She later married her grandfather and gave birth to only an uncle, and she had no more children.

    "It's a pity that my uncle died of acute appendicitis when he was eighteen years old. My grandfather couldn't bear the blow and passed away after being ill for more than a year.  Grandma lived alone, met her abandoned mother, picked her up, raised her, and married her father.

    After giving birth to her, they both died in a car accident when she was four years old.

    The grandparents thought she was unlucky, so they divided her parents' death benefits and threw her to her grandmother.

    Grandma raised her by sewing and mending for others and picking up scraps. She also gave her a jade pendant and told her the secret of space.  He told her just before she died. Later, she used the three gold bars saved by her grandmother in the space as start-up capital to open a supermarket.

    Supermarkets are getting bigger and bigger, becoming the largest retail industry in the country.  In my previous life, I made a lot of money and had a big business, but I was lonely.

    Very lonely.

    She has no parents or relatives, no brothers or sisters, and she has no respect for the men who come close to her and seek her property.

    Unlike this life, although she fell into this book, she still has a mother and sister.  Even if she is not the Wang Sihan of this era, she bears Wang Sihan's name, and she is Wang Sihan.

    After frying the vegetables, they put them on the crooked table. The little girls were all greedy for the food and were still breathing in the aroma around the plate.

    "Sister! Why are your fried vegetables so fragrant? Just smelling it makes me want to swallow my tongue." Wang Erya looked at the green and oily vegetables and kept swallowing.

    "Of course it's delicious, and it doesn't matter how much oil I put in." Wang Sihan said as he gave Liu Chunxiang a full bowl of rice, picked up several chopsticks and poured some vegetable soup, "I'll give it to Mom  Bring the food, you guys wash your hands before eating. Remember, you must wash your hands before eating every day."

    "yes!"

    "Um!"

    "good!"

    Wang, three, and four girls answered in unison, one by one, they went to wash their hands and then prepare food.

    After finishing it, he sat down obediently, waiting for Wang Daya to come back and eat together.

    Liu Chunxiang in the room looked at the large bowl full of snow-white rice and the oily green vegetables on top of the rice. Her nose felt sore and her eyes were red.

    But her daughter didn¡¯t like to see her cry, so she laughed again and got out of bed to take the meal.

    "Da Ya! Are you packing too much for Mom? Do you guys have enough to eat?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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