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Chapter 312 Old Turkey Soup

Chapter 312 Old Turkey Soup

"Here, take it. I'll go visit Xiaojing later. She's a good child. I hope she gets better soon."

"Sister-in-law, I'm so embarrassed to be so thick-skinned. How can I get something for nothing? If you don't give me a compliment, I won't dare to ask for it."

Mrs. Zhang saw her insistence and gave her a helpless look, "I really can't do anything to you, but whatever, I'll go and weigh you."

Mrs. Zhang carried the old hen and weighed it in front of Baiyun Xi.

"A hen weighing three and a half kilograms, we are not outsiders, we can just calculate it as three kilograms."

This time Baiyunxi didn't insist. According to the market price of twenty cents per catty, he took out sixty cents from his body and handed it over.

"Thank you so much, cousin, for today. I'll go back and cook with the girl. I'll ask Third Auntie for me later."

"Okay, I won't leave you even two steps away. I'll go see Xiaojing later and let her take good care of herself."

Looking at the backs of her grandfather and grandson leaving together, Mrs. Zhang took a breath and couldn't help but sigh, once this person is unlucky, his teeth will be choked even if he drinks cold water.

Look at this family. Before they can make a comeback, something happened to the married daughter again.

If it doesn't come out, it will still be a serious matter that will kill people.

It's not an ordinary upset.

"Daughter-in-law, why did I hear Yunxi girl's voice? Is she here?"

While he was talking, an old lady with small legs walking on crutches came over. Her white hair was combed smoothly, tied into a bun on the back of her head, and fixed with a peach wood hairpin.

"Mom, it's true that my cousin came here and bought an old hen from our house. Before she left, she asked me to say hello to you."

Mrs. Zhang looked at her mother-in-law's looking eyes and replied loudly. The old lady was deaf and blurred.

"That miserable girl, why are you still observing these customs at this time? My old lady is old and she is not afraid of any taboos... I don't know how she has been living these days? Go back and take ten eggs and take a look.

Look at her. By the way, tell her that if you have anything to do, just come and find her."

The old lady sighed. Although her eyes were cloudy, she still looked kind and kind.

"Don't worry, Mom, I'll go take a look later."

Zhang was helpless, and sometimes she had to admit that the fate between people was so wonderful, and her mother-in-law and cousin were the kind of people who had special connections.

Baiyunxi was walking on the road holding Yaya's hand, and felt her nose itchy. No need to think about it, the third uncle must be talking about her again.

The customs are there, and San Auntie can ignore them, but she has to abide by them.

When she got home, Baiyunxi handed the old hen to Mrs. Du, and then took out a pack of red dates from the house and sent it to the kitchen, asking her to put three dates in the soup and not the rest of the medicinal materials.

After all, Bai Anjing is still drinking Chinese medicine soup, so it would be unsightly if it conflicts with other medicines.

The old turkey soup that has been stewed for several hours is full of aroma, and the whole yard is filled with a fragrant smell.

In order to make it easier for her sister-in-law to eat, Mrs. Du cut the meat off the chicken legs directly for her, mixed it with chicken soup, and ate and drank it to nourish her body.

"The chicken soup is simmered. Third sister can drink it while it's hot. Mother said this is a three-year-old hen. She went to Third Grandma's house to buy it for you."

Bai Anjing looked at the chicken soup in front of him. There were a few oily flowers floating on it, half a bowl of chicken, and the strong fragrance made his mouth water.

She has never eaten meat since she got married. Her mother-in-law is a very picky person. She never buys meat at home on weekdays. She only buys meat during the New Year and festivals.

(End of chapter)


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