Use another large bowl, pour flour, add water, mix thoroughly and set aside.

Originally, the wild fruits should be marinated for a while, but making the jam took time, so she took it out in advance, asked Mrs. Liu to heat up a small pot, poured it in and brought it to a boil.

Then slowly pour the prepared gravy into the pot, while pouring it with a spoon to ensure that the gravy will not directly stick to the pot and burn.

Although Mrs. Liu was lighting the fire, she could actually see what Ye Yuran was doing. She had never seen such a practice before and was a little confused.

I suspected that my mother-in-law was wasting food, but I didn't dare to say it out loud. I could only comfort myself: I was probably too young and ignorant.

Ye Yuran didn't pay attention to the other party's expression. She was concentrating now. Seeing that the time was almost up, she asked Mrs. Liu to turn the high heat to a low heat and at the same time heat up another large pot.

Sorry, there is no oil, what can I do with this cake?

Fortunately, she wasn't lazy and used the prepared gravy soup to boil the cake. Otherwise, wouldn't the cake have stuck to the pan and become impossible to flip?

Take out a ball of dough mixed with vegetable foam, knead it into strips, and cut it into small balls of about the same size, set aside.

Just throw the shredded radish into the pot and stir-fry.

The water in the oil tank was not used up before, so it was used to make soup. It was just oil.

The shredded radish did not occupy the entire large pot, and there was still most of the area around the pot, so she poured some soup on it with a spatula.

Quickly flatten the small dumplings that you had reserved before, pinch them into thin pieces, throw them to the edge of the large pot with soup, and boil them until cooked.

The so-called pot stickers are nothing more than that.

After a while, the aroma of fruit and eggs filled the entire kitchen.

Ms. Liu, who was chopping pigs and vegetables in the yard, was stunned for a moment: This is...

Involuntarily, he swallowed.

"Try it and see if this cake is cooked." Ye Yuran handed a palm-sized cake to Ms. Liu.

Liu had never smelled anything so fragrant. She was surprised and happy. She couldn't tell whether it was cooked or not. Anyway, there were only two words - delicious!

"Are you done yet?"

"have no idea."

Seeing Mr. Liu eating the whole cake in two mouthfuls, Ye Yuran knew that whether this thing was cooked or not, it would definitely be liked by people.

"My boss is chopping pigs and vegetables outside. You bring one to her." Ye Yuran gave another one to Ms. Liu.

We both work at home, how can we favor one over the other?

Although she plans to temporarily imitate the original owner's sex life in order not to expose herself, she can't imitate her for the rest of her life, right?

For long-term planning, she still needs to slowly change some small details bit by bit, so that the family can adapt to the "new" her subtly. Only in this way can she return to her original self and live comfortably in the future.

in this world.

One was only a little bigger than a palm, so how could it be enough to eat? But after her mother-in-law told her, Mrs. Liu didn’t dare to eat it secretly, so she took it out obediently.

"Sister-in-law, my mother gave it to you."

When she handed it over, Mrs. Liu was still a little reluctant to part with it. She stared at the pancake with her eyes and hungrily wrote two words - want it.

Ms. Liu hesitated for a moment, wiped her hand on her body, took it, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Mr. Liu stared longingly: "Is it delicious?"

Ms. Liu was a little silent: "Yeah."

"Mom made it, she made it a lot."

Thinking of the dough in the basin on the stove, Mrs. Liu felt that she should have her own portion tonight.

Mom made so much food that my little sister couldn’t finish it by herself. She should be able to share it with three or four by then, right?

She doesn't want to be full, just a little bit of food is fine.

Four rooms, in the room.

Li's nose moved and she pushed Zhu Si next to her: "Do you smell something that smells so good?"

How could Zhu Si not smell it? He sat up and said, "It seems that there are eggs, radish, and a sour and sweet aroma. I don't know what it is, but it feels familiar."

Mrs. Li swallowed her saliva and said, "Is Mom making delicious food?"

Tong swallowed: "It must be. I just don't know if we will have a share. I'm afraid that my mother will only have my little sister to eat, and it won't be our turn at all."

"You and I don't know, but I definitely have it. Mom said she would let me eat egg pancakes at night."

Zhu Si was immediately envious and resentful: "Why is it not me who is pregnant?"

If so, the egg pancake will be his.

Li was speechless: "If you, a grown man, get pregnant, you will definitely be regarded as a monster. I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to the kitchen to see what delicious food my mother has cooked."

Zhu Si quickly grabbed her: "Don't leave. What will I do if you leave?"

"How do I know? You should be working in the fields at this time. Who told you to hide at home secretly and be lazy? You'd better be careful. If your mother finds out, let alone the eggs, you won't even get the porridge.

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Zhu Si lay on the bed sadly, letting his stomach rumble and pounding in pain: "How can this be?"

Mrs. Li came out of the house, ignored Mrs. Liu who was cutting pigweed, and went into the kitchen.

When Mrs. Liu saw it was her, she didn't even raise her eyes and was indifferent. Probably the only thing that could make her think a little bit was the cake she just ate - it was so delicious!

When she smelled the fragrance in the yard, let alone entering the kitchen, Li's mouth watered: "Mom, what delicious food did you cook?"

"Go and see if your father and the others are back. By the way, call the two boys back and let's have dinner." Ye Yuran didn't look up and continued to pinch the pancakes.

Fortunately, the original owner was a farm worker, otherwise her hands would have become useless if she used her body in her previous life to squeeze so many cakes.

"Mom, can I try one first?" Ms. Li asked shamelessly.

"Those who have made mistakes are not qualified to taste the cake and go to work." Huh! Shameless and skinless, do you really think she is as easy to "bluff" as the original owner?

Ms. Li looked sad and reluctant to leave. When she came out of the kitchen, she felt like he was hurting her heart.

As he walked, he turned back and inhaled the aroma wafting in his nose.

She muttered: "Mom is so stingy, she doesn't even let me taste any cake!"

Liu, who had just finished chopping the pigs and vegetables, thought a little dullly: She seems to have tasted a piece!

I don't know whether Ye Yuran's time was stuck, or it was too close to the autumn harvest time, and there was not much work in the fields. Not long after Li walked out of the courtyard, she saw Old Man Zhu and others.

Some of them were carrying things on their shoulders, and some were carrying a fish in their hands.

"Dad, eldest brother, second brother, look here..." Mrs. Li waved to them vigorously.

"Why are the fourth younger siblings so excited?" Zhu San shook his hand and said, "You are not excited because you saw the fish in my hand, are you? It's not for her to eat, so why is she excited?"

No one said anything, and the dull Zhu Da had no choice but to answer: "I don't know."

Zhu San felt that it was better for his eldest brother not to speak.

"Why are you so excited? Stop looking, this fish is not yours, it is for my mother and little sister to eat."

When Mrs. Li saw the fish, she did swallow her saliva, but more than anything, she was thinking about the cake in the kitchen, and she immediately retorted: "Who wants your fish? Can it be as delicious as the cake made by my mother?"

If you have the guts, don't eat cake tonight."

She was clever and didn't say it was "egg pancake".

"Is your mother pregnant?" Old Man Zhu spoke up rarely.

Li: "Get up!"

"Is your mother okay?" When they came out, Ye Yuran was still lying on the bed.

But the autumn harvest is coming soon, and the work in the fields cannot be lost, otherwise the harvest in the second half of the year will not be good, and we will be hungry next year.

Seeing that she was awake and didn't look like anything was wrong, Old Man Zhu brought out the boys at home.

Instead of staying at home and feeling anxious, it is better to sit in the field and look at the crops and feel more at ease even if you are not doing anything.

Thinking of the dry and inedible cake, Zhu San's throat hurt: "No, mom has made the cake? Is it okay for her to make biscuits? There is still some time before the autumn harvest, how can there be any food at home? Make some porridge.

Forget it, let’s make some cake.”

"Don't eat it for a while."

"If you don't want to eat it, you won't eat it. Do you think I am willing to eat it? Don't eat this fish either, I caught it."

"Hmph! If you don't want to eat, I won't eat. I'll eat the cake."
Chapter completed!