Chapter 105 Justice May Be Late
Gu Yunyao said: "I'll take the bamboo basket and sickle back, and I'll cut the pig grass early tomorrow and send it over."
Zhu Guan is Sister Li's husband. The old couple changed their attitude towards her last night and both became her die-hard fans.
At this moment, the old man was particularly talkative, "Sister, please take it back. I'll give you pigweed any time tomorrow."
Gu Yunyao walked home. After sweating, her skin felt itchy. The taste was so sour and refreshing.
When she was almost home, she transferred the bamboo shoots stored in the space to the basket.
After arriving home, she put down her backpack and saw Wang Xiulan washing clothes diligently.
There are the children's clothes, the white muslin wrapping yesterday, and her and Lu Dajun's clothes.
He even has his own clothes.
She wore this outfit when she went to town yesterday. She took it off when she went to bed last night and put it on the kang.
I planned to wash it again when I had time, but my daughter-in-law saw it and took it to wash together.
Gu Yunyao's face suddenly turned red, and she walked over and said, "Xiulan, from now on, I will wash my clothes myself, and you can just wash yours."
Wang Xiulan said in a relaxed tone: "Mom, this is nothing."
What a wonderful daughter-in-law, the original owner is really blind!
Gu Yunyao hurriedly took out her clothes and put them in the washbasin and said, "I went to cut pigweed, and I'm smelly of sweat. I'll take a shower first and then wash my clothes. You are busy with your work."
Seeing that her mother insisted, Wang Xiulan could only nod.
Gu Yunyao boiled some hot water and took it into the house to wash herself, and then she felt cooler.
Next, she washed her dirty clothes and hung them to dry.
At this time, Wang Xiulan called her: "Mom, are the bamboo shoots you dug in the basket?"
"Yes, I want to put it in when I stew the chicken tonight."
"Mom, I can't hold the bamboo shoots anymore. Can the remaining ones be pickled into sour bamboo shoots?"
"Xiulan, Mom doesn't know how to pickle sour bamboo shoots. If you can, pickle the remaining ones. I'll dig out some more bamboo shoots and bring them back tomorrow morning. Then I can have more dishes at home."
"Mom, be careful when digging bamboo shoots. If anyone sees it, it will be bad if you tell the captain."
Gu Yunyao complained in her heart that the forest was dense enough and digging bamboo shoots could just maintain the ecological balance. These people were really stubborn.
Forget it, these few years will pass quickly. Just be careful when digging for bamboo shoots when you want to eat them occasionally.
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the sun turned to the west. Gu Yunyao chopped up the chicken and stewed it.
More than an hour later, she put the cleaned and chopped young bamboo shoots into the chicken pieces, and placed a circle of cornmeal pancakes on the edge of the iron pot.
I put a pot and fork on it and steamed two egg custards for my two little granddaughters.
Half an hour later, the food and dishes were ready, and Lu Dajun walked into the house.
I don't know whether it was because he had eaten two full meals or his mentality had adjusted, but Lu Dajun's face looked much better than yesterday.
Gu Yunyao smiled and said: "Dajun is back, let's pack up and eat."
Wang Xiulan hesitated and reminded kindly, "Mom, Damin and Xiaohua should be back today, why don't you wait for them?"
Gu Yunyao thought of the bad things done by the twins and said angrily: "No wait, they wandered off somewhere."
Wang Xiulan looked at Lu Dajun with doubtful eyes.
Lu Dajun stopped washing his hands for a moment, said nothing, and helped his mother get the dishes and chopsticks.
Gu Yunyao lifted the lid of the pot, and a smell suddenly wafted out, and the saliva of the two little beans almost flowed out.
"Smells, baby wants to eat..."
Gu Yunyao said kindly: "Grandma steamed the egg custard for you, and also left the chicken thighs. The food is also very light, you can all eat it,"
Wang Xiulan never dreamed that her mother-in-law would want to give chicken thighs to her two children.
Comparing her feelings, she asked with concern: "Mom, won't you leave food for your younger brothers and sisters?"
Chapter completed!