When Xie Yinan saw the rolled sesame salt next to her, she scooped a spoonful of them and sprinkled them into the newly cooked stick noodles porridge.

"Put this a little bit, it will taste more fragrant." Xie Yinan said with a smile.

"Well, I'll call everyone to have a meal." Song Leshan served everyone's porridge, then arranged the dishes and chopsticks, and then went to call Song Chengyou, Cao and others.

Soon, everyone came to the yard and ate around the table.

My parents-in-law Song Chengyou, Cao, eldest brother Song Leshun, his wife Guo, three-year-old son Song Kangping, and his sister-in-law Song Yulan, who is fifteen years old this year, are Song Leshan and Xie Yinan.

"It's really strange. The bride didn't lie down on the bed, but actually went downstairs and cooked food. I'm afraid the sun has come out from the west."

As soon as he sat down, Guo became sarcastic.

Before Xie Yinan got married, cooking was all over her. She originally thought that after Xie Yinan got married, she would be a little more idle, but Xie Yinan was lazy and pretended to be sick. She had no less work at all. Because of Xie Yinan, she had to be one more person to cook.

This made Guo feel very uncomfortable, especially when he saw that Song Leshan was obedient to Xie Yinan. He did not say anything, but brought the food to the house every day for Xie Yinan to eat.

When she thought that her husband Song Leshun didn't usually help her, and she followed Cao's wishes everywhere, this made Guo feel more and more angry, so naturally she disliked Xie Yinan.

"I can't block your mouth when I eat? That's all I said in the morning." Cao gave Guo a blank look. "Didn't I ask you to come back to squeeze sesame leaves in the afternoon yesterday? I didn't see you moving when I woke up early. I took my words as a blow to my ears?"

She didn't like Xie Yinan, but this did not mean that Guo could say his wife in front of Song Leshan. If she wanted to say that, it was her that it was not the turn of Guo to make trouble for the family and be the leader.

What's more, Guo always took some of this and that from his family to subsidize his parents' family, which made Cao very dissatisfied.

It was too shameful to be scolded by Cao in person. Guo only felt his face blushing and white, and his heart became even more angry at Xie Yinan.

What a vixen. This made Song Leshan confused and made her mother-in-law talk for her so quickly.

"I know, mom, I'll go cook after dinner." Guo was angry, but he didn't show much on his face. "Mainly after noon, Ping'er kept making trouble and insisted on letting me accompany him. I really couldn't get rid of her. Mom, don't be angry, I'll do it later."

When Cao's grandson Song Kangping was mentioned, he felt a lot more angry and said "yes".

Seeing Cao's expression calm, Guo's face became a little better and he started to eat.

The plate of scrambled eggs on the table looked particularly conspicuous between cucumbers and mustard greens, but it was hard to touch anyone's chopsticks.

"I seem to have a little more fried eggs today." Cao glanced at the eggs and looked at Xie Yinan, "Why do you do so much?"

Although there are eggs and scrambled eggs are made, they are also eaten with labor at home. However, Xie Yinan has fried such a large plate. Could it be that she feels that she is qualified to eat eggs?

"I just fry four, but Nan'er added some water to it. This way, it looked a lot and tender." Song Leshan added some eggs to Cao's bowl and sent it to "Try it."

Cao took the bowl and took it over, took a bite, "Is it still possible?"

"Yes, add some sesame salt to the corn paste. I'm eating Laoxiang, so I'll add some sesame salt in the future, it's not bland." Song Leshan said quickly.

As long as you are not stupid, you can see that Song Leshan is obviously helping his daughter-in-law speak, wanting to leave a good impression in front of Cao.

Guo was so jealous that he gave Song Leshun a blank look.

Look at others, even if you have nothing to say, you have to give your wife a good face. Her husband is so good that she doesn't even help explain when she is scolded.

"Shanzi, you're busy with your time these days, eat more." Cao picked up a chopstick and eggs and put them in Song Leshan's bowl.

A full chopsticks accounted for almost half of the plate.

Seeing this, Guo was very unhappy, so he simply stretched out his chopsticks and picked up one into Song Kangping's bowl.

After all, it was his grandson, and Cao didn't say anything. The remaining half plate of eggs was distributed to Song Chengyou, Song Leshun and Song Yulan.

In this way, there is basically a little left.

"Mom, you eat." Seeing this, Guo hurriedly pushed the rest to Cao.

Cao didn't say anything, but he also pushed the eggs into his bowl.

This left Guo and Xie Yinan without eggs left.

Guo had been used to it for a long time, and when he fed Song Kangping, he could always secretly play teething sacrifices when he tasted it or not. It was Xie Yinan, so pitiful, without eggs.

I still have a son, and I am strong at home. Moreover, Xie Yinan is not very good. So what if Aoshi helped her just now? I didn’t give her any eggs. After all, it was just because of Song Leshan’s face.

When Guo thought of this, he felt much more relieved and happily fed Song Kangping for dinner.

And Xie Yinan didn't think too much about it, just had breakfast with relish.

The pure natural and pollution-free rod surface is ground by stone milling, and there are many more rough corn kernels than modern machines. However, although it lacks a little delicate feeling, it has a more fragrant taste.

The cucumber is crispy and refreshing, and the salty and light-savory ones are suitable. The pickled mustard greens are mixed with green onions, and they taste a unique taste.

Compared to the fast-paced life in my previous life, I can only eat takeout and fast food every day, and I can only eat subway bread and milk for breakfast. It is a rare pleasure to be able to sit leisurely in the small yard and taste this natural and authentic farm meal carefully.

Xie Yinan ate so sweet that she even squinted her eyes.

"I can't finish drinking this, please help me drink it." Song Leshan, who was beside him, poured half a bowl of corn porridge into Xie Yinan's bowl without waiting for Xie Yinan's response without saying a word.

The eggs inside that almost didn't move much.

"Oh, you..." Xie Yinan opened her mouth and wanted to stop her when she saw the egg.

Song Leshan pulled her clothes under her and signaled her to whisper.

Before he could speak or Xie Yinan could react, Cao, who was snoring porridge, put down the bowl, "Just drink it for you. If you get married and become someone else's wife, can you still think that your husband has leftovers?"

Obviously, Cao's mistaken intentions.
Chapter completed!