With her hands full, He Xiner used her elbows to open the cotton curtain of the main room, and carefully carried the food into the room.
"Gee, my second aunt is the most blessed one in our Yejia Village..."
With a pause on her feet, He Xiner seriously considered whether to withdraw first.
It was almost noon now, so she just thought that the Wei family mother and daughter had left long ago, but she didn't expect that they were still sitting safely in the room.
The last pan of cakes was sent to the upper room because she didn't want to see the mother and daughter, and was really worried about the separation.
"Second girl, are you outside? Why do I smell cake?"
He Xiner's eyes widened suddenly.
Is her sister-in-law a dog?
There is a dining hall separated from the main hall, as well as the tight cotton curtains on the door to the inner room.
How could she smell it from such a long distance?
Compared to Dabai, it's not bad either.
Ye Guihua didn't have a good breakfast, her stomach was already hungry, and she was upset by Wei Qiufang's pestering, so she kept looking out through the window with a crack, and happened to see He Xiner holding a fried dough stick in one hand and another in the other.
The cake maker passed under the eaves.
My stomach was growling, and I was looking forward to having a good meal. I couldn't help but be happy.
"Second girl, come in quickly, I'm going to starve to death!"
Ye Guihua had already jumped off the kang, raised the cotton curtain of the inner door high, and stared at the cake in her hand with bright eyes.
Well, her sister-in-law is a god.
He Xiner rolled her eyes.
She really didn't want to give the food she had worked so hard to make to the Wei family and her daughter.
"Hey, the food at Second Aunt's house is really exquisite. It's golden and golden, and it smells so good..."
Wei Yeshi tried hard not to swallow his saliva, smiled exaggeratedly, and tried to flatter Lao Qianshi, but there was a rumble in his stomach.
After living a long life, she still smelled such a good smell for the first time, and it almost took away her soul.
Lao Qian, who was in a low mood and panicked, had no intention of talking to Wei Ye, who was approaching the door. Unexpectedly, this woman seemed to have honey on her lips, and she kept saying nice things, making her feel extremely comfortable.
The panic in my heart was dissipated unconsciously.
Therefore, she was not in a hurry to chase him away and allowed him to flatter him so much.
Wei Qiufang kept pestering Ye Guihua, asking questions about Ye Xusheng, which made Ye Guihua want to kick her away.
It's time now. The moment the salty fried dough sticks and sweet cakes were placed on the kang table, Wei Qiufang's eyes automatically glued to them, and she didn't even look at the round and plump osmanthus leaves.
Wei Yeshi quietly tugged on the hem of her daughter's skirt to remind her to restrain herself.
Ordinarily Wei Qiufang is a very scheming person and shouldn't stare at the food with such a naive look. She is planning to marry into Lao Ye's family, so naturally she should always hold it in front of Lao Qian.
Pay attention to etiquette and rules.
But it is really difficult to ask a half-grown child who has been eating steamed buns for more than ten years to remain indifferent to delicious food.
Don't look at these simple snacks and snacks. For girls, they are more attractive than the meat at the banquet~
Although her family is poor, they can still eat a few bites of pork during the Chinese New Year.
The pigs are raised by my family, and when the Chinese New Year comes, I ask someone to kill them. The good meat is sold, and the bones, internal organs, etc. are kept for my family to eat, so that I can celebrate the Chinese New Year.
Moreover, at Ye Mancang's wedding banquet, she actually ate meat until she was full.
If He Xiner was serving meat, she would still be able to hold her own, but the cakes and fried dough sticks she made were the likes of which she had never seen before.
The triangular yellow cake and the golden-yellow dough sticks were stunning enough, not to mention the unique aroma, which was like invisible little claws, hooking and hooking. How could she bear it?