The Peasant Wife Has a Space

In the kitchen, seeing Zhao Xiulan busy, Jiang Shufen asked with a smile, "Xiulan, what are you doing delicious?"

Seeing Jiang Shufen coming, Zhao Xiulan explained with a smile, "I made a meat crab pot, a braised pork dish, a plate of braised eggplant, a hot and sour shredded potato, and a vegetable soup."

Hearing what Zhao Xiulan said, Jiang Shufen sighed, "It's so rich!"

She can't usually eat such a hearty meal at home. In fact, most of the time she eats it in the canteen of her work unit, and she never eats it at home at noon.

And Guo Qi also has to work, so she doesn't have so much time to cook.

Although Jiang Shufen knows how to cook, the food she cooks is not tasty at all, and she doesn't like it, so she doesn't bother to cook it on weekdays, so she might as well buy it in the cafeteria.

But when it comes to Zhao Xiulan, it's different. Zhao Xiulan's cooking skills are good, and the food he cooks is very fragrant. Just smelling the smell makes people greedy.

"Xiulan, what is a meat crab pot?" Jiang Shufen asked in hindsight, never heard of this thing before.

Zhao Xiulan patiently explained to Jiang Shufen, "Sister, it's a hodgepodge made with crabs and other ingredients. It tastes pretty good. You'll know after you taste it."

Jiang Shufen had some expectations after hearing what Zhao Xiulan said.

Although she thinks crabs are nothing to eat, she doesn't know why, but this pot of meat and crabs made by Zhao Xiulan is fragrant.

"When will it be okay?"

"Sister, come on, it will be ready in about ten minutes."

"Haha, that's fine, I'll go back to the house to help you clean up the table. If you want me to do anything, feel free to call me, but don't be polite to me."

Jiang Shufen still has a certain degree of consciousness.

After all, this is Zhao Xiulan and Jiang Cheng's home, not her own.

In my own home, there are parents pampering, it doesn't matter what, some lazy parents will pamper them.

But here, if you are not diligent, it is easy to be disliked.

Although Jiang Shufen knew that Zhao Xiulan would not care about her, she still had to do what she should do, and couldn't be lazy because of Zhao Xiulan's tolerance.

"Sister, just sit down and rest. There's nothing you need to do. I'll bring it back to the house when the food is ready."

"That's fine, then I'm not in a hurry to go in. I'll be here with you, so I won't disturb your cooking, right?"

Zhao Xiulan shook her head, "Don't bother."

"Haha, that's good, Xiulan, I'll come here often when I have time. Can you teach me how to cook? The food you cook is really fragrant and delicious."

Zhao Xiulan naturally wouldn't refuse such a trivial matter, "Okay, sister, just tell me what you want to learn to cook, and I'll teach you."

"I'll do whatever I want, just some home-cooked stir-fry."

Jiang Cheng came over and asked Jiang Shufen, "Sister, do you want to learn how to cook? Do you want to wait until you get married and be a virtuous wife? Cooking delicious food will catch the stomach of your future brother-in-law. My brain finally opened up!"

Jiang Shufen glared at Jiang Cheng, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who said I want to cook for others? I just want to learn to cook for myself after I learn it."

Jiang Shufen has no plans to get married now, so how could she even think about cooking for other men?

"It turned out to be for you to eat, sister, you are so greedy."

"Hmph, so what? You are not good to yourself, and you still expect others to love you and care about you?"

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