Almighty Military Wife

Su Qinghe's head crashed for a second, because he slept too well before, so he didn't react. However, because the voice appeared in her head, it still refreshed her. She opened her eyes and looked at the dark room for a moment. Then she thought of something and closed her eyes immediately, "System, you said the chicken soup is ready?"

"The authentic farmhouse old hen soup has reached its best temperature, with complete color and fragrance, which meets the qualified taste of this dish and passed the examination."

Oh... Su Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "System, you know so clearly, did you steal our old hen soup while I was sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"Please note that the host's craftsmanship has not yet reached this standard. In the interstellar cafeteria, only the luminous food made by the top chefs can make the artificial intelligence tempted."

Su Qinghe felt that he was joking with an artificial intelligence. The system is so amazing! She simply closed her eyes to check her reward.

Two old hens laying eggs.

Pictures of two old hens appeared in the storage space. It is no different from the old hen of my own family before she lost weight. Just looking at a little fatter... this is quite satisfying. Su Qinghe couldn't help but swallowed his saliva.

"Host, please note that the main function of laying hens is to lay eggs, which is not the best ingredient."

Su Qinghe said, "It's okay. Our old hen is also used for laying eggs. The laying hens smell good."

"This is a bred laying hen whose meat quality is worse than that of an ordinary old hen."

Su Qinghe was embarrassed when she heard this. "You mean, she has such an advantage in laying eggs? I knew I might as well have to lay ordinary hens, so that I can lay eggs and eat them."

"Host, the number of laying hens is one more egg per day than ordinary old hens.

"That's not to say, this chicken can lay at least one egg a day, or two more often?" Su Qinghe's heart immediately became warm.

The old hen who had just dedicated her life in their family could not lay an egg a day before. Only three to four in a week. If these two old hens lay eggs well, two chickens can lay two in a day, and more often they can lay four...then the family will be able to eat eggs every day. One will give her a single meal, and the rest will be made into custard by her mother to make up for the family. It's just perfect.

Su Qinghe thought about finding an opportunity in a few days to send the old hen to Gao Xiulan's room. Then I remembered that this era cannot raise too many poultry. After raising two, people will talk about capitalism. She pondered for a moment, she planned to eat one and raise one. I have only boiled a pot of soup now, and I am not in a hurry to eat it. Just raise the eggs for a few days first.

"System, I will take one out first, and I will keep the other in the storage space. Can it lay eggs?"

"Food has its own normal living space in the storage space. Laying hens can also lay eggs normally."

Su Qing Hele said, "Then put it in the space and lay eggs."

"Hosts please note that because laying hens lay eggs in the storage space, they need to take up extra space in the storage space, so one egg per day is required as rent."

Su Qinghe twitched the corners of his mouth.

Although he wanted to collect rent, Su Qinghe decided to keep one of the old hens in the space. This is safer. You can't just let the whole family risk a dog for an egg.

Anyway, she will get some food every day to feed her. The system itself said that there will be one more egg per day than a normal chicken, and there will always be a surplus. Eat meat as soon as the time comes.

She couldn't help swallowing again. I hope it dawns soon...

Not only Su Qinghe hoped for dawn, but the entire old Su family hoped for dawn.

Su Qinghe walked out of the room with dark circles under her eyes, and saw that everyone in the house was wearing dark circles.

No way, I haven't eaten the old hen for so many years. How fragrant the meat should be, I've been thinking about it all night.

Also Erbao and Sanya don't have dark circles under the eyes. The two children have never seen chicken soup. In their eyes, the chicken soup is just as squishy as usual.

Gao Xiulan came out of the room and looked at her son and daughter-in-law's unpromising appearance, she suddenly curled her lips, "What do you worry about all day long for the unpromising things. Why didn't you pay such a lot of attention when honoring the old lady."

Su Aiguo and Su Aihua suddenly lowered their heads in shame.

Su Qinghe didn't want to listen to her mother scolding people early in the morning, and quickly said, "Mom, why don't you drink a little in the morning." She was also greedy.

Gao Xiulan glanced at her daughter and found that her eyes were also dark, and she felt distressed, "Oh, Qing Miao, why haven't you slept well? If you want to drink soup, tell your mom. Mom will take it to you. Look at it. The eyes are dark, how uncomfortable. Let's go to have soup right away. After drinking, you will continue to sleep. The girl’s is to sleep well."

Because Su Qinghe wanted to drink soup, Gao Xiulan didn't wait until noon, and planned to let everyone drink two sips in the morning. Of course, he only had a sip of the soup. The meat still had to wait until noon to come back to eat. After all, the lunch at noon is the most important thing.

Even if you can't eat meat, it's good to have a mouthful of soup. Everyone slobbered, and then listening to Gao Xiulan's instructions, they immediately went to the kitchen to move the pot and carry the soup pot.

As soon as the jar was opened, a scent drifted from it, and everyone who smelled it felt energetic. I was worried that the scent would drift too far. The doors and windows of the kitchen at home were all closed tightly, and the gaps were stuffed with red rags. That's it, Gao Xiulan was a little worried, so he hurriedly gave everyone a half bowl, so that everyone drank and fucked. A piece of chicken breast was left in both the Dabao and Erbao bowls.

When it was Su Qinghe's turn, there was a bowl full of soup, plus a chicken leg and a chicken wing. Said lovingly, "We Qingmiao have worked hard, eat more. The remaining chicken legs and chicken wings will be left for lunch." Worried that Su Qinghe might not eat well in front of everyone, Gao Xiulan put the chicken soup pot in the stove and continued to simmer. He went directly back to the room with the bowl and his daughter.

Everyone has been accustomed to this kind of differential treatment for many years. And this old hen was raised by an old lady, and if you can take it out for everyone to eat, you are already satisfied.

When Gao Xiulan left, everyone was busy drinking soup and gulping sloppyly. Even if I burn my mouth, I feel it is a kind of enjoyment.

Fragrant, too fragrant. How could there be such a delicious thing? The chicken soup is really the best in the world!

Everyone ate and wept with excitement.

Although it's delicious, adults still don't want to drink more. After drinking a few sips to relieve his greed, while Gao Xiulan was not there, he shared the rest with the children. It's rare to eat some nutritious food, and also to supplement the children.

Da Ya said, "Parents, we have. You drink more. Milk said, you have to work and eat more to have strength."

Lin Shuhong smiled and said, "Mom and dad have eaten well, so you should eat more. How taller they are."

On the other side, Dabao was tangling with the chicken soup. I really didn't want to let out such a delicious chicken soup.

He looked at his sister Sanya, um, the little girl also has it in the bowl, she is so small and enough to drink. Look at Da Ya and Er Ya again. Yo, there are both. It must be enough to drink. It's better to drink your own. So gulped into his mouth. As for the only piece of meat, he also poured it directly into his mouth. After all, it's just a piece of meat, it's not easy to divide.

In the room, Su Qinghe also stuffed chicken wings into Gao Xiulan's bowl.

Gao Xiulan is very partial, but there is one thing she can't find the problem. In addition to unconditionally spoiling her relatives and daughters, she also distributes food according to her work every time she distributes food, and she never eats too much. So other people have half a bowl of soup, and she also only has half a bowl of soup. Not even meat foam.

Although Su Qinghe ate alone, she didn't want to watch her good old lady drinking soup beside her, so she insisted on taking out the chicken wings to Gao Xiulan. "Mom, I still have something to eat at noon. I can eat a chicken leg in the morning. I'll be hungry later, and I will have some gnocchi. Now that I have my dad, I am not afraid of not eating it." She said with pride. . As if her father Su Dagen gave her a strong support.

Gao Xiulan was holding chicken wings, her eyes were red, "Qingmiao'er, mom knows that you are the most filial. Your brother and sister-in-law have a bite to eat, and they all read about their own baby, and never told them to let their old mother eat. You are the most caring, and you let mom eat chicken wings."

Su Qinghe: "..." This is actually easy to understand. The distribution rights of food in the family belong to the old ladies, and their elder brother can't even realize that their own old mothers also need to be allowed.

"Mom, you usually eat more by yourself. My brother and they don't say anything. They are all filial."

Gao Xiulan said, "What do you eat more, mom eat more, don't you eat less? Mom has to save it for you to eat."

These words moved Su Qinghe so much. Hurriedly said, "Mom, eat fast, you eat meat. Eat more. I hope Mom is in good health." This is really true. Regardless of how the old lady treats others, she is really kind to her.

Gao Xiulan was moved to eat chicken wings and wiped tears with one bite, "The soup made by Qingmiao is delicious. Like me!"

Su Qinghe also drank the soup himself, it was so fragrant!

After drinking the soup, everyone went to work very vigorously.

Gao Xiulan is carefully handling a few chicken bones. It must not be thrown out, only the gnawed chicken bones can be buried in the soil. Then I went back to the room and talked to the big urn in my room, "Big root, our old hen is gone. You have to remember to get an old hen to come up. Your girl is still waiting for the old hen’s egg to make up for it. The body. Your father was not there at the time, and she was not in good health, so she has to make up for her. You can remember."

The Su family who ate the chicken soup also worked much more quickly. Both Su Aiguo and Su Aihua were responsible for transporting grain from the ground to the threshing floor.

The two walked fast. Looking at other people's family, they are all weak, hungry and have become thin bamboo poles, and some have begun to swell, and I am very thankful that I have a capable mother in my family.

It's great to have a mother.

Mom is right, filial son, God must protect a little.

On the other side, Lin Shuhong and Ding Guihua are thinking about the morning soup and the meat that will arrive in their mouths at noon.

Ding Guihua deliberately said, "Sister-in-law, are you planning to split up? When do you want to tell your mom? If you are worried, then you will speak up, and I will help you to speak nicely to your mom."

This is a bit of temptation and encouragement. She really hopes that Lin Shuhong will be separated. Although when something happens, she will be on the united front with Lin Shuhong. But there is only so little affection between the concubines. Can you be the same as your sisters? If Lin Shuhong split out, she would be able to eat one more bite at home.

Lin Shuhong is not stupid. Before, she wanted to let the children eat more food, so she thought that after the separation, the food in the family can be freely controlled and she can feed the children more. Otherwise, why would she do this at the risk of being scolded by her own man and being rectified by her own mother-in-law? But now there is no need to separate families, and the children’s rations are more than before. Why is she doing that stupidly?

"Osmanthus, don't talk about this. I just talked to your elder brother for fun. You don't want to talk about it anymore, let my mother hear it later, and think it is true. Let's live this life, let's Contentment. Don't even think about it."

Contentment is not for a bite. Ding Guihua smiled.

Because they have to drink chicken soup and eat meat at noon, the children work very hard in the morning. After the numbness was done, several children surrounded Su Qinghe. Even Su Dabao didn't go out to hide.

Su Qinghe gave everyone a piece of dried sweet potatoes, and everyone sat in the yard eating dried sweet potatoes while looking at the direction of the kitchen.

Gao Xiulan came out of the house and looked at this scene, furious. "What are you doing in your spare time? Go out with me to collect firewood. Eat, eat, and ask your aunt for food all day long, wishing your aunt starved to death?"

Su Qinghe: "...Mom, I feed them. Don't scold me."

Gao Xiulan said with a sad expression, "We Young Miao's heart is kind, and these rascals have no conscience. Give them to eat, and I don't know that I feel sorry for you aunt. I don't remember how good your aunt is."

Sanya was the most clever, and immediately shouted, "Distressed aunt. Hello!"

The other children nodded immediately.

Gao Xiulan said with satisfaction, "Just know. Remember your aunt, and be filial to your aunt when you grow up. Without your aunt, you won't be able to raise chickens with milk, and you don't have chicken soup or dried sweet potatoes to eat."

Su Qinghe heard what she said and suddenly felt that she was so great as a solo eater.

The children continued to nod their heads again, "Auntie, be filial to auntie!" Said the milk, only an aunt can drink soup.

Finally it was noon.

The family came back almost at the same time, and even the children came back quickly with little feet.

Because he drank soup at noon, Su Qinghe mixed corn flour with several other coarse grains at noon to make a slightly thicker paste. It can also be eaten in chicken soup.

The adults endured it, and the children had green eyes.

Especially the two small ones. When they ate in the big canteen, they were still young and didn't remember anything. When I grew up, the dining hall collapsed. In famine years, I never had such a delicious meal in my memory.

Gao Xiulan shared the meat with the meat, and then divided the chicken soup. One person was divided into three or four pieces of meat.

The chicken legs and chicken wings naturally belonged to Su Qinghe alone. Several pieces of chicken breast were also added.

However, Su Qinghe still only ate one chicken leg and two or three pieces of chicken breasts, and the remaining chicken wings and a few pieces of chicken were reserved for the third brother Su Aidang. He was making steel outside by himself, and he didn't eat any good food at home. Why don't you leave him something to eat.

Coincidentally, in the afternoon, Su Ai Dang came home.