Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Mrs. Song reflexively felt at ease, and she didn't realize until Aunt Ning had disappeared. No, why did she feel at ease? Logically, she should have gone to help...right?

Mrs. Song, who hadn't realized that she had been subtly changed by her daughter, exhaled, looked at the direction in which Aunt Ning ran away, and frowned: "The second brother and sister are too exaggerated." But dozens of bees, this ghost crying and wolf howling, followed by stabbing Like a hornet's nest.

Xiaoxiao also didn't expect that she just wanted to scare Aunt Ning and teach her a lesson, but the effect was so amazing. Surprised, she ran to the stove and stretched out her hand towards the firewood pile, pretending that she was actually coming from the space. He took out the two pieces of meat he had just obtained and showed his eyes sharpening the knife.

Mrs. Song understood it at a glance: "No, I've already eaten dinner. Save it and eat it slowly. You will have a meaty smell in the next half month."

WTF? Xiaoxiao was shocked - this must be such a good life. After swallowing her saliva, she forced out a worried look and sighed: "But mother, I think, there is a genius like the second aunt who comes and goes often. I’m afraid this meat won’t last that long in our house.”

Mrs. Song: ...She actually thinks what her daughter said makes sense.

Seeing that there was something going on, Xiaoxiao kept up her efforts: "And mom, look, the neighbor gave us such a big gift and just accepted it, I always feel a little embarrassed."

Mrs. Song thought to herself, why didn’t you think so when you took the meat? Hear her continue.

"Should we return the favor? I don't think they have anyone who knows how to cook at home. Why don't I process the meat and lend flowers to Buddha to help them have dinner?"

This seemed reasonable. Mrs. Song was surrounded by her daughter. As she was talking, she found that Xiaoxiao had quickly lit the stove again and picked up the kitchen knife and started to cut the meat into thin slices. She also waved her hand and arranged for her second brother to go next door to send a message to wait. Eat delicious food, yes, it’s too late to stop it.

The sliced ​​pork belly was criss-crossed with clear marble lines, indicating that the meat was of high quality. If this was a wild boar, it must be a lazy pig that eats, sleeps, and doesn't like to exercise.

The lazy pig is great. After processing, the meat is fragrant and crispy, the skin is juicy, the fat is suitable, and the taste is the best.

Cut the meat into slices and wrap them around the blanched tender bamboo shoots, then use a bamboo skewer to skewer them, and put them on the hot pot. The oil will sizzle on their own, and the bright red meat slices will spread towards the mature ones. The secret sauce is applied in an instant, and the aroma spreads immediately.

Xiaoxiao took a bunch of them and exchanged them for points when no one was paying attention, and decided to use the rest as a sacrifice to the five internal organs temple.

The Ning family members who were not full suddenly felt hungry. No one noticed that Xiaoxiao’s hand rolling the meat skewers didn’t stop at all. It wasn’t until the pot was full that they exclaimed: “Ouch, not a single one. Be careful to put too much, we don’t want to keep such good things, how about our family eat some?”

Mrs. Song looked hesitant, so Xiaoxiao followed her lead and said, "Have a small taste so you can give me some advice. Don't give the bad food to the neighbors, right?" Mrs. Song thought it was reasonable and nodded in agreement, but felt that something was not right. right.

Xiaoxiao didn't give her time to sort out her thoughts, and started to distribute them with a smile. After her parents and brothers were all there, she put it into her mouth, occasionally adding "salty" and "bland", and there was only a moment left in the room. There was a sound of chewing, and without realizing it, half of the meat was gone. Mrs. Song was shocked and forbade Xiaoxiao to continue - this girl is really careless.

After eating, Xiaoxiao looked at the remaining lazy pork, licked her lips, and put down the knife reluctantly.

No, she still felt unhappy. She was not happy to think that so many good things might only be used to cheapen the old house.

Her dark eyes rolled around: "Mom, is it time to ask a doctor for a follow-up examination of dad's injury? Also, our family only has a small vegetable patch, so this is not a problem..."