"What's wrong?" Song Wang came out.

Wang Caihua said angrily, "See for yourself, your daughter moved the grain store in the town back and bought two bags of white flour at once. Our family is a rich family, or you, Song Wang, have your family outside and gave birth to a baby?"

Ten or eight children?”

"What are you talking about!" Song Wang shouted. Who is Song Wang? Wang Caihua doesn't know?

"Ah Shi, tell me why you bought so much white flour?" Even Song Wang felt that Song Shi bought too much, but he was calm and not like Wang Caihua, who got angry whenever something happened.

Song Shi came over and hugged Wang Caihua's arm, but Wang Caihua threw her away. Song Shi hugged her again and said, "Mom, listen to me first. Someone wants sixty-eight large dumplings. We don't have enough white flour. I

I just bought it.”

"Someone wants so much cakes, then you make the cakes, and I will make the cakes, so you don't have to worry about it." Wang Caihua immediately stopped being angry, but when she saw the pheasants and hares on the donkey cart, her eyes changed.

Get angry.

Song Shi pointed at the rice bucket: "Mom, I didn't buy that. The rice bucket wanted to eat it. It caught it from the mountain."

"Then let's sell the hare." Wang Caihua is still used to saving, and is reluctant to eat both the pheasant and hare at home.

"My mother, I brought this rice bucket back, mother, you actually want me to sell it?" Song Shi took out the rice bucket again.

The rice bucket jumped on the donkey cart and sat on the pheasant and hare, which meant that it was not allowed to be sold.

Wang Caihua then stopped thinking about selling it and said firmly that she understood and just stewed it. She had already cooked the rice today.

Song Shi walked into the house and saw that her mother was cooking the same thing as Lao San again, cornmeal pancakes, corn porridge, and steamed pickle dumplings.

"Mom, I see the eggplants in our vegetable garden are getting big. I'll make an eggplant dish for dinner." Song Shi went to the vegetable garden behind the house.

Wang Caihua thought she was just going to make eggplant, but when she saw Song Shi's cooking method, she almost turned green in her intestines.

When Song Shi made eggplant, he used a very popular method in his previous life, which was deep-frying eggplant with chicken legs. He cut the eggplant vertically three times, turned it over and cut it two more times, wrapped it in egg liquid and crushed pancakes, and put it in a pan to fry.

Originally it was supposed to be deep-fried, but Song Shi was afraid that Wang Caihua would feel sorry for the oil, so he changed it to frying. Even though Wang Caihua felt that it was a waste of oil, Song Wang pulled her away.

After the eggplant was fried, Song Shi stir-fried the minced meat with sauce and poured it on top. A chicken drumstick and eggplant dish with full color, flavor and flavor was ready.

Fan Tong had a mouthful of pancake in his mouth and couldn't swallow it for a long time, until he saw the chicken leg and eggplant, he finally swallowed it, then he picked up a chicken leg and eggplant, and scooped out a big spoonful of meat sauce to eat.

Song Wang advised Wang Caihua, "Don't talk about Ah Shi, she is also doing it for the Monkey God. Our family's good life is given by the Monkey God. We can't treat the Monkey God badly."

Wang Caihua thought about it and said nothing more about Song Shi.

Song Shi put a chicken drumstick and eggplant in the bowls for her parents, and also put one for herself, "Mom and dad, eat quickly, we just have a luxury once in a while."

"Is it just an accident? You have the luxury of changing your ways every day." Wang Caihua is no longer surprised by the new words that occasionally pop out of Song Shi's mouth, and she will learn to say them.

Song Shi stuck out her tongue and took a big bite of chicken drumsticks and eggplant. She felt that no matter how much her family needed money, they shouldn't skimp on food.

After dinner, the family of three got busy. Wang Caihua and Song Wang made Qiaoguo together, and Song Shi made flower cakes.

Song Shi took out the bamboo knife that she hadn't used for a few days and found that the bamboo knife was a little greener, just like the green of grass after rain. She understood that it seemed that the more flower cakes she sold, the greener the bamboo knife would be.

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As soon as it got dark, Song Shi made sixty-eight flower cakes, and Wang Caihua and Song Wang also baked one hundred and fifty Qiaoguo. The two kinds of flower cakes were enough to fill twenty bamboo grates.

Wang Caihua discussed with Song Shi, "Ah Shi, from now on, if you tell us how many Qiao Guo you want to make a day in advance, your father and I will make it at home to save your father from having to go hunting in the mountains."

"Mom, my father wants to go hunting in the mountains?!" Song Shi frowned. Her father's legs were not yet strong, but he didn't even tell her that he was going to go hunting secretly in the mountains. She also bought medicine for him.

Song Shimong stood up and was pulled to sit down by Wang Caihua, "Don't look for your father. Your father secretly told me that if you go to him, he will blame me. He just can't stop, so I told him to follow me."

Let me make Qiaoguo together, and he will not go up the mountain."

"Mom, I just said that I was told by Rice Tong, and my father will not be angry with you." Song Shi still felt that he should tell his father that he could not go hunting in the mountains, and Song Shi never wanted his father to go hunting in the mountains again.

"Ah Shi, don't use the Monkey God as a cover for everything. This is not good. I know you are filial, but my parents are not useless people, nor are they made to be a master's wife. They cannot be idle at home every day."

Wang Caihua understood Song Wang very well. Song Wang was afraid of holding back Song Shi, so even though she and Song Shi both felt that his legs were not good enough, he also felt that he was good and insisted on hunting in the mountains.

"Mom, don't you and dad grow vegetables?" Mom and dad are in charge of the vegetables in the garden at the back.

"On that less than an acre of land, your father and I squatted to catch insects, but we couldn't catch a single insect for a long time. You want us to stare at each other every day? Or are you worried about my mother, thinking that she can even make magic fruit?

Not good?" Wang Caihua asked, raising her voice.

It's not what Wang Caihua thought, but Song Shi in her previous life had a knot in her mind. Although Song Shi had a big family in her previous life, her parents died in a car accident when she was very young, so Song Shi is very afraid of her future in this life.

Something happens to my parents again.

She wanted her parents to just stay at home so that they could be safe, but obviously this made her parents unhappy.

"Mom, I do what you say, but I have a request."
Chapter completed!