MTL - There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s-Chapter 167 You help me light the fire

Chapter 167 You help me light the fire

 “Sickle.”

Zheng Xinyue replied calmly. She had already thought of an excuse in the warehouse. Otherwise, she didn't bring a potato peeler or a kitchen knife. How could she explain that the potatoes were cut into pieces?

“Huh? Sickle? What did you use to wash it with?”

Li Xiuqin couldn't believe it. How could a sickle cut potatoes? The dark Xinyue in the warehouse is not afraid of cutting it?

 “Not washed.”

Zheng Xinyue replied with her words as precious as gold, and quickly scooped water into the bucket. People can't be proud, but she still didn't think carefully.

 Seeing that Zheng Xinyue was unwilling to pay attention to her, Li Xiuqin did not dare to ask any more questions. She went to make noodles honestly and did not dare to be lazy anymore. If her sister-in-law wrote a book for her mother-in-law, she would not be able to escape even after being scolded.

Zheng Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Li Xiuqin stopped asking.

 “Mom, it hurts.”

Erniu's timid cry rang out. Zheng Xinyue hurriedly looked back and saw Erniu holding up her fingers to her mother with tears in her eyes. Red blood beads appeared between her fingers.

 “Second sister-in-law, why do you ask Erniu to clean up the fish?”

Zheng Xinyue hurriedly picked up Erniu, scooped out clean water for her to wash her hands, and asked Li Xiuli complainingly.

 “I’m afraid I won’t have enough time.”

Li Xiuli glanced at Li Xiuqin before answering in a low voice.

“I’ll help you clean it up, Tiehui, Erniu, go and memorize the pinyin that I taught you last night.”

Zheng Xinyue saw Li Xiuli looking at Li Xiuqin, and recalled how her sister-in-law had folded her hands and watched the excitement when she entered the kitchen. She felt a little angry, so she pushed the four-year-old child out to work and was lazy? Don't blame my mother for looking down on my sister-in-law, this person is not good.

Without saying a word, she rolled up her sleeves and squatted on the ground to help her second sister-in-law collect the fish. Li Xiuli's eyes flashed with emotion, and she pursed her lips without saying a word. She collected the fish much faster than before. If she collected more fish, her sister-in-law would have fewer. Work.

Li Xiuqin watched Zheng Xinyue go to help Li Xiuli. She blinked and felt very uncomfortable. Was she isolating herself?

“Second sister-in-law, put some miso when you stew the fish! It will taste better.”

Zheng Xinyue washed the fish she had packed up and said to her second sister-in-law with a smile that she learned this from a book. In this era, most people are reluctant to buy soy sauce. Fish stewed with soybean paste has a soy flavor and is better than soy sauce.

"good."

Li Xiuli smiled and agreed. What happened at noon made her see clearly that her sister-in-law was really kind to her children, and she felt closer to Zheng Xinyue in her heart.

On the contrary, the cousin, who is obviously the child's aunt, actually worked hard for herself because she was lazy, so why didn't she send her own child? We are all mothers, whose child is not the mother's favorite?

To stew fish, you need to add more oil to make it taste better. Li Xiuli did not dare to add more, so she only took a small spoonful and put it into the pot. The oil melted and only stuck to the bottom of the pot.

 “Sister-in-law, it’s me! You help me light the fire.”

Zheng Xinyue saw that it was not possible, so she took the spatula, filled a large spoonful of oil and put it into the pot. Li Xiuqin grinned at the sight. When the spoon went down, a hole was dug in the oil jar. Her mother-in-law had to curse when she came back.

But fortunately, I don’t cook by myself, and my mother-in-law is biased and won’t scold her daughter.

When Zheng Xinyue saw that the oil was hot, she first put the fish into the pot and fried it, then took a spoonful of miso and put it into the pot. She also threw in the chopped green onions and wild ginger. The aroma suddenly overflowed. All five children came to the kitchen door and started shouting. He sniffed like a greedy cat.

 “Wait, one for each person in a while.”

Zheng Xinyue looked at her niece and nephew swallowing their saliva greedily, and couldn't help but smile and make a promise.

　The eyes of several children lit up instantly, and they all waited obediently.

“It smells so good. My little sister must have made it. Changfeng, you are lucky to have it. My little sister is cooking the fish stew for you!”

 (End of this chapter)