Han Ying’s egg noodles still amaze her aunt and cousin.

But in Han Ying's opinion, this was nothing.

As for her craft, everyone in the cafeteria can do it.

Master Lu once commented on Han Ying’s egg noodles.

The thickness is uneven, the width is different, and the cutting is not in place.

The eggs did not produce the aroma of eggs and were not golden in color. They failed!

Green onions need to be stir-fried over high heat. If the heat is too low, the flavor will be insufficient and it will fail!

It's not eye-catching anyway.

But her craftsmanship fills the room with fragrance here.

It made my aunt and cousin so greedy that they swallowed their saliva.

Each person had a bowl of egg noodles. Han Ying was full, but her aunt and cousin were still hungry.

"Xiaoying, you are so capable. If anyone marries you in the future, there will be smoke rising from the graves of the ancestors!"

The aunt praised her niece.

Fang Jie grinned and giggled happily.

"Yingzi, please don't marry so early. If you stay at home and cook for a few more years, I'll be jealous of you!"

"Tsk, you have such beautiful thoughts, why are you cooking for me?!"

Aunt Han sneered at such extravagant hopes for her daughter. Can't you even hear what I say? You should follow suit!

How else would you get married?!

Looking at her mother's aggressive eyes, Fang Jie shrank in fear, waved her hands hurriedly and said: "Mom, don't look at me, I can't learn!"

She got up and ran away.

"Come back!"

Aunt Han was furious.

"Can't you learn from your sister? Look at people, they have learned so many skills on the farm, but they can't starve to death outside! How is that like you? You go out and try? You will starve to death in two days! Huh! You can't even eat.

Won’t do it!”

"Mom, I can just go to work and earn money! Do you still want to cook?"

"You are married, can you not cook at your husband's house?!"

"Then I won't marry!"

"What? You're not going to get married? Are you going to be an old girl?!"

"Why don't you get married because you don't have to cook? You can really imagine it! You must learn!"

Aunt Han got angry this time.

"You come back early tomorrow to buy groceries and cook. You must learn!"

"Auntie, don't force your cousin to learn it. My mother said, she will suffer a lot!"

Aunt Han chuckled and said, "Your mother is really good at teaching."

"Xiaoying, come here, let me show you something good."

Fang Jie pulled Han Ying into the bedroom.

Seeing that her daughter was hiding, Aunt Han sat at the dining table for a while, then got up and cleared away the dishes.

In the room, Han Ying said to her cousin: "Sister, aunt is unhappy."

"Hey, you don't know why."

"Ah? What's the reason for that?"

"Why? I was introduced to someone today, but I didn't go."

"ah?"

"She is taking this opportunity to take revenge!"

Fang Jie smiled slyly.

"Don't think I don't know."

"Stop talking about this, look at this."

Fang Jie stretched out her neck.

Han Ying saw at a glance that there was a thin yellow chain hanging on Fang Jie's snow-white neck.

"This, what is this?"

"Are you stupid? This is a gold chain. Can you take it out and look at it?"

"Ah? This is gold?"

Han Ying stretched out her hand and rubbed her cousin's neck, but still couldn't take it off.

The chain also scratched the collar of the sweater, pulling out a small piece of wool.

"Oh, let me do it, you are too stupid!"

Han Ying was said to be at a loss.

When Fang Jie saw this, she patted her shoulder and said, "Oh, I'm a quick talker, don't be angry with me."

She took out the chain and showed it to Han Ying.

The thin yellow chain has no weight.

Putting this thing in Han Ying's hand, she felt uncomfortable.

This is the sense of superiority that city people have, even if they are their own relatives.

It will be brought out intentionally or unintentionally.

Maybe my cousin didn't mean it, but she just felt uncomfortable.

At this moment, how could she care to look at the gold chain? There was a mist in her big eyes.

The gold chain was a blur in her eyes.

"very nice."

She suppressed her grievance and returned the chain to her cousin.

"I'm going to wash the dishes."

She turned around and left the bedroom.

Fang Jiewu admired the necklace in her hand, her face filled with joy.

Han Ying stood in the living room, waited for a while to let the grievance in her eyes dissipate, and then went to the kitchen.

"You kid, go and play. I'll do the work for you."

"Auntie, I'll do it. You can rest."

"Oh, it's better for Xiaoying to be filial!"

Aunt Han put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands, wiped her hands, and went out.

She turned on the faucet, listening to the sound of water gurgling, tears streaming down her face.

This grievance is complicated.

There is the humility of being dependent on others, the sadness of being ridiculed, and the fear of not being able to support oneself.

At this moment, she thought of her mother, her father, and her home.

A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse!

After washing the dishes, she originally wanted to tell her aunt about her application for a job, but it was obvious that her aunt had already started washing up, so she didn't mention it again.

Returned to the bedroom.

My cousin is still admiring her necklace.

"sister……"

Han Ying wanted to talk to her cousin and borrow her clothes to find a job, but the attitude her cousin showed unintentionally just now made her flinch.

Han Ying felt a little resentful of herself now.

How come you have changed since you came to Harbin?

Where has the person who dared to venture and do things gone?!

What are you afraid of?!

That night, what she was thinking more about was that she must find a job and support herself as soon as possible.

When I woke up in the morning, my aunt and cousin were gone.

She got up and put on the clothes she had brought.

No matter how beautiful my cousin's clothes are, they still belong to her, and she doesn't feel at ease wearing them.
To be continued...