Chapter 249 The Talky Mother Pan

Soon, Pan's mother walked out of the kitchen.

"Jiang Ming, can you cook fish?"

Jiang Ming said with a tough bullet, "It's OK."

"You come to burn fish in the future, I won't be able to do it."

They eat fish, but they are not that particular.

But when guests come to your house, they must be prepared.

Lin Feng saw this posture and stood up, "Auntie, let me cook."

Pan's mother was stunned for a moment, "How could you ask you to cook? You are a guest, just sit and play."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "I'll cook delicious, I'll do it."

In the end, Pan's mother couldn't beat Lin Feng and had to say, "I'm sorry."

"We rural people don't know how to cook, so you can laugh."

At this time, the neighbor and his wife came back with hoes.

"Oh, from the old Pan family, is my son back?"

Pan's mother replied, "Yes, are you back?"

"Have you brought the guests here?"

"Well, Jiang Ming's friend."

"Then you won't make some delicious food for the guests tonight, arrange the chicken, duck and fish."

"Say sure."

While talking, the couple went into the house.

Pan's mother also took Lin Feng to the kitchen.

The kitchen is no different from other kitchens, but on the other side is the stove.

There are two stoves, one with a large wok and the other with a small wok. On the edge is a smaller wok.

Smaller pots are similar to those used for insulation.

You can heat water, add leftovers, etc.

On the wall of the stove, there is the stove god.

Pan's mother asked, "Which one do you want to use?"

"Then use the stove."

Lin Feng wants to try the feeling of cooking on the stove.

Pan's mother asked them whether they eat rice or porridge.

"Rice, but the child wants to drink porridge."

Pan's mother said it was no problem, it was very convenient.

Steam rice in an electric rice cooker and cook porridge in another pot on the stove.

"I'll tell you, this porridge is very fragrant."

Lin Feng nodded with a smile, "Yes."

Pan's mother asked, "You can't eat white porridge, why don't you put some sweet potato tips in it?"

Lin Feng asked, "It's just the tip of the sweet potato vine, right?"

"By the way, that porridge is delicious."

"Yes!"

Pan's mother burns the fire, Lin Feng cooks.

The mother and daughter have completely different personalities, and Pan's mother is very talkative.

"Young man, you can tell at a glance that you are a cooker."

"Your wife is so beautiful, just like a big star, she looks very beautiful."

"These four children are all yours? Awesome, I gave birth to four at once!"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "I was surprised too."

"It is said that having twins is inherited, and you have twins in your family?"

Lin Feng shook his head, "I don't know!"

Today's supper is mostly made of dishes bought by Lin Feng and Jiang Ming.

"Auntie, can you eat your chili?"

"If you can eat, my dad and I have a good appetite."

In the room, Lin Feng was cooking.

Outside the house, Zhang Yuxi was busy playing with her baby.

I have to say that the air in the countryside is really good.

After playing for a while, the fragrance wafted in the room.

The neighbor next door went out to sit in the yard to eat noodles.

"Oh, it smells so good, Jiang Ming, your mother can cook."

"We're all hungry when we smell it!"

Jiang Ming smiled and said, "Uncle Pan, do you want to come over and have a drink?"

"But here, if you have guests, I won't join in the fun."

Both the neighbors and Pan Lei belong to Panjia Village and have a good relationship.

So when you repair a house, you will repair it next to each other.

Jiang Ming didn't say anything and took his son to play.

Garlic seedlings were planted outside the yard, and Pan's mother's voice came from the kitchen.

"Jiang Ming, peel some garlic seedlings and take them over."

"Okay, mom!"

As he was talking, a middle-aged man came over not far away.

Jiang Ming, who was peeling the garlic sprouts, shouted, "Dad, you are back."

Father Pan was surprised, "You are back, are they?"

Jiang Ming quickly introduced, "It's my friend's wife and their children."

Pan's father was surprised, "Quadplants? So cute and so happy."

Zhang Yuxi greeted her and took the babies to the kitchen to wash their hands.

The babies were stunned when they saw the stove, and they all surrounded them curiously and watched.

Jiang Chenchen went over and sat next to Pan's mother.

“It’s so warm.”

At this time, all the dishes were fried, and only one soup was left.

Just add a handful of firewood, and the fire inside cannot float outside.

Sibao is the most courageous, and walks over to the corner of the small bench.

"Wow, it's not cold at all!"

Erbao walked over and stretched out his hand to roast the fire.

The other children gathered around, which made Zhang Yuxi come over and take a look with curiosity.

Both stoves are burning.

However, the stove fire for making porridge is simmering and slowly warming up.

Not to mention, it’s quite warm to sit down and burn the fire.

Especially in winter, when the stove is used, I dare not think about it in summer.

Father Pan put the tools in the yard, then rinsed the rain boots, and changed into a pair of slippers.

Seeing that it was the customer who was cooking, he immediately blamed his wife.

"How can you let the guests cook? Really."

Mother Pan glared at her husband aggrievedly, "Young people cook delicious, I'll cook the next meal."
To be continued...