90s, The Cannon Fodder Wife of the Paranoid Boss is Reborn

Chapter 77 is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people

In the end, Chen Chunli still couldn't refuse this way of making money by apparently cooperating but actually working for Bai Lu.

　　Who makes her inferior in skills?

The brain can't keep Bai Lu at bay.

A few days ago, Wang Hao was asked to check on Xiao Cheng. Xiao Cheng said he didn't know how to make sugar-fried chestnuts and clearly didn't care about it.

Chen Chunli didn't believe it. Xiao Cheng lived with Bai Lu every day, how could he never see Bai Lu roasting chestnuts.

I just want to protect Bai Lu.



 She needs to contact her relatives in her natal family as soon as possible. On the first day of the opening of Sugar Roasted Chestnuts, go there to support her.

  Can't be suppressed by that widow Wang Cuihua.

  Xiao Wei came back from school and passed by the newly built house and found that there were many more people carrying and laying bricks.

The wall was built so fast that he was stunned.

At this rate, the house will be built in less than ten days, no, less than a week.

 You know without asking that those people must have been called by the eldest brother, and many of them are familiar faces.

 Brother, why are you in such a hurry?

With questions in his mind, Xiao Wei walked home carrying a small schoolbag and saw Chen Chunli leaving the door of his house from a distance.

 Suddenly he frowned and his steps quickened.

Chen Chunli is a very fierce woman. She will chase people all over the street with a fire stick and beat them up. Anyone who encounters her will suffer.

Bai Lu was frying chestnuts in the kitchen when a small figure hurried in and stopped after seeing her.

Without saying a word, he looked her up and down with his invisible eyes like a detective.

 Then he turned around and left.

 The sound of putting down school bags came from the direction of the main house.

Bai Lu held a spatula: "???"

 After a while the little figure came in again.

Rolling up her sleeves, she picked up a basket of vegetables she picked from the garden and went outside to wash the vegetables.

 When I came back from washing the vegetables, I took out the cooking pot on the stove and cleaned it with dried loofah balls.

Go to the rice vat when you come back, use a bamboo tube to measure the rice and pour it into the pot, then go outside to press water to wash the rice and wash it.

After washing and adding enough water, he moved the pot back, stepped on the short bench next to the stove, put the pot back in its original position, and got down to stuff dry straw into the stove hole.

  Light up.

Patted the bench with his little hand, sat down and lit the fire quietly, adding dried bamboo slices and small firewood to the stove hole.

Bai Lu was stir-frying chestnuts, keeping her hands free, and asked softly from the air: "Are you hungry? There are fruits and some cakes on the table in the main room. You can eat some first to satisfy your stomach. I will finish the two pots of chestnuts in a while." Okay, you can stir-fry the vegetables and eat when your brother comes back."

The little guy put his chin in his hands and stared at the fire in the stove: "No, I'm not hungry yet."

Bai Lu wanted to touch his cute head, but she had a spatula in her hand, "Is there anything you want to eat today?"

 “Anything is fine.”

 The same all-purpose answer as his brother.

Bai Lu was so funny: "Do you want to eat cured duck legs?"

The little guy's eyes lit up. He turned around and found Bai Lu looking at him, and immediately turned back.

 “Everything is fine.” The voice could not suppress the small expectation.

Bai Lu pointed to the sack in the corner with a smile, "That sack contains spring bamboo shoots. Your brother went to the countryside yesterday to exchange for chestnuts. Grandpa and grandma gave it to him. You took some out and peeled them. I have put the cured duck legs in a small pot and soaked them in warm water. Now, let’s make fried duck legs with spring bamboo shoots, fried eggs with leeks, and stir-fried green vegetables for lunch..."

Xiao Wei only heard about fried duck legs with spring bamboo shoots.

When the word "green vegetables" came out, his little hands had already opened the sack, took out a large handful of spring bamboo shoots and brought them back.

 The sound of peeling shells sounded quickly in front of the stove hole. Bai Lu didn't have time to go out to buy groceries today, so she had to go to the small grain store at home.

The cured duck legs were a gift from my fifth aunt, the spring bamboo shoots were a gift from my grandpa and grandma, the eggs were a gift from Li Hongying and the others, and the leeks, greens, onions, ginger, and garlic... were from the backyard vegetable garden.

 All are green and healthy original ecological foods.

There are four sausages in the cupboard. Like the spring bamboo shoots, Xiao Cheng reluctantly brought them back yesterday.

Grandpa and grandma's daughter, who was married to Zhujia Village, got the news from somewhere that Xiao Cheng was going to buy piglets from the big pig family next door and take them back to her parents to raise. Before dawn, she and her husband went up the mountain to pick spring bamboo shoots.

Before Xiao Cheng left, he carried two big sacks of spring bamboo shoots, half of the few sausages at home, eight pieces, and a hen that was still laying eggs with its wings and feet tied, and asked Xiao Cheng to help take them back. To her parents.

Grandpa and grandma received their daughter’s thoughts and knew that her daughter still remembered them, and they were so happy that they cried with joy.

  Whatever he said, he would give Xiao Cheng a sack of spring bamboo shoots and four sausages to take back to town to eat.

Xiao Cheng doesn’t want it, but grandpa and grandma won’t give it to him.

 Forcibly put it into his car, saying that his wife liked to eat it and asked him to take it back to his wife to eat.

 Xiao Cheng was forced to bring it back to his wife.

Fortunately, the spring bamboo shoots are also up to par. Under Bai Lu’s skillful cooking, they come out of the pot together with the cured duck legs. They are full of color and aroma, and the fresh and non-greasy smell fills the whole yard.

 Xiao Cheng, who had just approached the door, saw the tiredness in his eyes swept away, and the coldness in his body was blown away by the fragrance of the food.

 Be comforted by the girl’s silver bell-like laughter.

 Happiness and laughter, eating and drinking, after a meal.

Xiao Wei consciously took on the job of washing dishes, Xiao Cheng went back to his room and didn't know what he was doing, and Bai Lu went to the backyard.

 The broken bowl outside the chicken pen, and the last few charred chestnuts, which were not completely charred, were broken open and the dark pulp was crushed.

 A little bit of yellow can still be seen in the center of the pulp.

　It is made of green vegetable leaves and wrapped with chopped fruit pulp. If you don’t look carefully, it is another good dish.

 The old hen was deceived.

I squatted in a chicken coop full of eggs, with a green vegetable bag stretched out in front of me. After eating it for a day and a night, I was finally able to become a normal old hen again, eat normal delicacies, open my mouth and peck at it.

 After a hearty "ding ding ding"...

 The taste of charcoal and fresh vegetable leaves was in her mouth. The old hen rolled her eyes and had to swallow it.

Bai Lu laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up. She sat down on the small bench holding the chestnut tree, holding the second vegetable bun in her hand.

Trying to trick the old hen again.

Unknown to her, in the room in front of the window, the man's unblinking gaze fell squarely on her through the dark green glass window, witnessing everything.

The corners of her cold lips could not help but curve up along with the curved smile on her face.

　　The account book I just picked up in my hand, innocently lost the favor of being read through, and was locked back in the drawer.

 The old hen was forced to get used to the devil's meal.

 Bai Lu was sitting on a small bench, with her back against the chestnut tree, her right hand resting on the edge of the chicken coop, holding a green vegetable bun between her fingers. In front of the vegetable bun was an old hen squatting on her nest.

The old hen raised her head and pecked at the small vegetable bun on her finger, then swallowed the food while dangling.

 The breeze ruffles the branches and leaves.

A flower bone fell down, half of the flower was blown by the wind in the air, and landed on the head of the girl sitting against the tree. She didn't seem to notice, and was still teasing the old hen with a smile.

The image is deeply rooted in people’s hearts.

Xiao Cheng saw her lips move, and a silent sound came through the glass window.

 “My arms are so sore…”

 (End of this chapter)