Chapter 73 She is a woman who manages the house well and is sentimental.
Today, the Pei family is as busy as going to the market.
Not long after breakfast, some mothers who were close friends with Shen Mingzhu came to her door one after another to deliver food to her.
Give this one a handful of green onions, that one two radishes, and that one half a cabbage.
Although there were not many things, they were all from my heart, and Shen Mingzhu accepted them all without ceremony.
After serving the food, we chatted a few more gossips about the Zhou family.
"...Shen Baolan, a troublemaker who doesn't know how to do things, wants Zhou Shuhuan to do business. Do you think Aunt Ma won't be angry? Zhou Shuhuan was imprisoned two years ago for messing with business, and Aunt Ma is now Once bitten, twice shy."
"Aunt Ma has said harsh words. If Shen Baolan dares to encourage her son to do business again, she will kick Shen Baolan out of the house and not even give up the grandson in Shen Baolan's belly!"
Pei Yang took his son and whispered——
"Do your mother and them usually pass on information in this way?"
Since the father and son had a conversation about "mom" last night, Pei Yang always addressed Shen Mingzhu as "your mom" in front of Pei Ziheng.
Pei Ziheng was not used to it at first and felt a little awkward. After hearing it a few times, he got used to it.
"Well, when she usually takes me to and from school, she will also gossip with other mothers."
"Does your mother like to gossip?"
Pei Ziheng thought for a while, "She doesn't like to talk, but she likes to listen."
My wife loves to listen to dramas, so he will know how to get her way in the future.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw his wife and a mother who were gossiping looking towards him.
Pei Yang smiled quickly, and the mother also smiled at Pei Yang, but her eyes were a little weird.
After the man left, Pei Yang went to ask Shen Mingzhu, "What were you talking about me just now?"
"Um."
"What did you say about me?"
You and Shen Baolan are talking about Chen Sesame and Rotten Millet.
Shen Mingzhu cursed in her heart and changed the subject by asking Pei Yang to move the oven from the balcony to the living room.
The oven, which weighed several dozen kilograms, was as light as cotton in front of Pei Yang.
After moving the oven, Shen Mingzhu took out the flour, and Pei Yang volunteered to roll up his sleeves to help.
Free hard work, no need for it.
After adjusting the proportions of flour, yeast, and warm water, Pei Yang kneaded the dough while Shen Mingzhu went to the kitchen to prepare the beef filling.
Yesterday, Pei Wenping gave her a pound of beef, and just now someone gave her a handful of green onions. She was going to bake a beef patty.
After baking, I kept some for myself and gave the rest to Pei Wenping and the mothers who delivered the food, which was considered as a way to return their favor.
While I was chopping beef, there was a knock on the door.
Pei Yang was kneading the dough, and his hands were inconvenient. Shen Mingzhu wondered if some mother was coming to deliver food again, so she ran to open the door herself without calling Pei Ziheng.
As a result, when the door opened, it was Zhou Shuhuan.
The kitchen knife in her hand startled Zhou Shuhuan, "Daughter-in-law Pei Yang, what are you..."
Shen Mingzhu quickly hid the kitchen knife behind her back, "I'm chopping beef, come in, Pei Yang is kneading the dough."
Zhou Shuhuan stepped through the door and happened to see Pei Yang raising two big pink hands.
"Shuhuan is here, please sit down first and wait until I finish kneading this basin of noodles."
Zhou Shuhuan walked to the dining table, pulled up a stool and sat down, watching Pei Yang kneading the dough and talking to him.
"What is this for?"
"Mingzhu wants to make some cakes."
Zhou Shuhuan glanced towards the kitchen, listening to the rhythmic sound of chopping meat coming from inside, and subconsciously looked at the Pei family's living room.
The floor tiles are shining brightly, and the items on the coffee table, chest of drawers and corner table are arranged neatly and orderly. There is a round-bellied white porcelain vase on the coffee table, with a few bouquets of dried camellias inserted in the bottle.
The small living room is full of thought, which fully proves that the hostess is a woman who manages the house well and is sentimental.
No man would feel unhappy in such a warm home.
Thinking of his home, which was as chaotic as a pig's nest, and then looking at the warm, peaceful and peaceful Pei family, Zhou Shuhuan felt indescribable sadness and melancholy in his heart.
Seeing his depression, Pei Yang couldn't help but comfort him, "When the upper and lower teeth are fighting, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law live under the same roof, and conflicts are inevitable. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. In the past, when Wen Ping was not married, she was at home
Don’t you always quarrel with my mother? Don’t worry too much. No matter how much you quarrel, your life will go on, right?"
Zhou Shuhuan smiled bitterly, "Brother Yang, it's better for you. My life is peaceful and quiet. I just came here today to get some peace and quiet."
"You envy me, and I also envy you."
Zhou Shuhuan raised his head, his face full of confusion and confusion.
Envy him?
What does he have to envy?
His career was not going well, his family was not harmonious, and his relationship with his wife was in a terrible state. After only half a year of marriage, he could no longer care about his wife's "sexuality".
The days with such an end in sight were so boring that it made him want to go crazy.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Pei Yang say, "I haven't even seen my mother for the last time. I wish she was still alive now. I'm willing to do it even if the house is noisy."
Zhou Shuhuan didn't say anything, thinking to himself, if your mother was still alive and quarreling with your wife every day, you wouldn't think so.
Pei Yang has kneaded the dough here, and Shen Mingzhu's beef filling has been mixed over there.
Start making cakes.
The way Shen Mingzhu made cakes was different from that in Fengcheng, which surprised Pei Yang and Zhou Shuhuan.
When people here in Fengcheng make meatloaf, they directly make a nest on the dough, stuff the meat filling into it, roll it into a round shape and press it into a pancake.
The cakes made by Shen Mingzhu are made by repeatedly rolling the dough into thin dough and spreading it with ghee, which is somewhat similar to the technique of making thousand-layer cakes.
The prepared cake is not baked directly, but is first fried in a pan. Fry until both sides are golden brown, and then placed in the oven and slowly roasted over low heat until it is crispy and crispy, and the crumbs fall off when you take a bite.
The first batch of beef patties came out of the oven. Pei Yang and Zhou Shuhuan each grabbed one and ate it. They were so burned that their teeth and mouths were split and they refused to put it down.
After a while, half of the beef patties went into their stomachs.
If Shen Mingzhu hadn't stopped her, the two of them would have wiped out the whole batch of beef cakes.
An hour later, all the beef patties were ready. Shen Mingzhu wrapped ten of them in oil paper, wrapped them in old cotton jackets, and asked Pei Yang to deliver them to Pei Wenping while they were still hot.
Pei Yang asked Zhou Shuhuan to accompany him.
Subconsciously, he didn't want to leave Zhou Shuhuan and his wife alone at home.
Even if Zhou Shuhuan is his brother.
Zhou Shuhuan had a motorcycle, Pei Yang rode the bike, and Zhou Shuhuan sat behind with a beef patty in his arms.
Although the Niubeng cake was thickly wrapped in oil paper and cotton-padded jacket, the smell of meat still hit Zhou Shuhuan's nose, making him want more.
"Brother Yang, can I steal a piece of cake?"
Thinking of the taste of the beef patties, Pei Yang swallowed his saliva and said, "Then take two out and we'll each have one."
"good."
The palm-sized cake was finished in just a few bites.
"Brother Yang, I want to eat another one."
"……I want, too."
Just walking and eating all the time, when downstairs of Pei Wenping's house, there were only two pancakes left in the bag.
How can I deliver two cakes?
I didn't stop doing anything, so I just ate it all and went home after eating.
So, the two of them stood downstairs at Pei Wenping's house and wolfed down the cake.
"What are you two doing sneaking around here?"
Halfway through the meal, Pei Wenping came downstairs and caught the two people who were stealing.