There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

"Grandpa, there is nothing we can do! I don't know the prescription, so I gave the remaining medicine to my third brother.

Zheng Xinyue spread her hands and said with regret:

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have used them all. I would have left some for experts to study."

"That's a shame."

After hearing this, Mr. Gu had no choice but to give up. Zheng Dakui let him into the room. Zheng Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief. Grandpa was good at everything, but he just had a selfless heart for the country.

"Meijiao, you go into the house first, and I'll get the things."

Zheng Xinyue still had plans to make, so she asked Gu Meijiao to go into the house first, and she went into the warehouse to fulfill her mother's wish.

"Mom, this is Changfeng's grandfather."

Gao Guilan went into the house to introduce Xinyue's future grandfather to her mother.

"Hello! Grandma Xinyue."

Mr. Gu didn't wait for Mrs. Gao to speak. He greeted the old lady with a smile. He seemed so approachable and had no airs at all.

"Hello, Grandpa Changfeng."

Mrs. Gao, who has always been powerful, was a little nervous when she first met Mr. Gu. She heard that Changfeng's grandfather was a senior cadre, so she thought he would be so arrogant! But she was a little nervous about respecting herself so much.

"Quickly, bring out the fruits and pastries to entertain the distinguished guests."

This started to open up, saying nothing to embarrass Xinyue, and enthusiastically contributing all his good things.

"Haha, thank you, no need, just have a bowl of muddy porridge. I don't like sweet things.

Mr. Gu smiled and waved his hands, and sat directly on the kang. He naturally took off his shoes and got on the kang and crossed his legs, relaxing as if he were at home.

"Grandpa, can I make cornbread for you?"

Zheng Xinyue came back from the warehouse, holding a basin full of cornmeal in her hand. What's the point of eating muddy porridge all the time? These corn gnocchi are chewy and delicious, I’m sure grandpa will like them.

"Okay! Grandpa loves to eat whatever my grandson-in-law makes!"

Mr. Gu agreed with a smile. Over there, Gao Guilan had already taken out the pastries and apples, found a plate, put them on the table, and was enthusiastically stuffing them into Gu Meijiao's hands.

"Auntie, I don't want to eat it. Keep it for grandma. I want to eat the corn gnocchi made by my sister-in-law."

Gu Meijiao shook her head, pushed out the cake that was delivered to her, and waited expectantly for the delicious food Zheng Xinyue made for her.

In this situation, Li Xiuli didn't dare to come forward and was busy in the kitchen with Zheng Xinyue.

She was actually very curious. She knew about the pimple soup, but was this corn pimple soup the same as the pimple soup? So she kept staring at Zheng Xinyue, wanting to see what she did?

As a result, I saw her mixing cornmeal with boiling water like noodles, putting oil in a large pot and pouring water.

Then I took a kitchen knife and patted it there. I patted the cornmeal into bricks and didn't stop. I turned it over and patted it. I couldn't help but ask.

"Xinyue, what are you doing?"

"Patting is powerful."

Zheng Xinyue replied with a smile. When she saw that the picture was almost done, she cut them into small T-shaped pieces. The soup in the big pot had already boiled, so she poured the corn gnocchi cut into dice pieces into the pot.

Pour the chopped cabbage into the pot, and the green leaves and golden corn gnocchi are flying up and down in the pot. You don’t need to eat it, but just looking at it is eye-catching.

Li Xiuli blinked at the side, convinced by her sister-in-law's skills.

After the corn gnocchi came out of the pot, Zheng Xinyue poured in the chopped green onions, added a few drops of sesame oil and sprinkled with coriander, and a large pot of hot and fragrant corn gnocchi was ready.

"Sister-in-law, you carry it into the house first, and then I'll fry a fish and then go in."

Zheng Xinyue said while washing the pot and pouring oil. Ever since she secretly used soybeans to exchange for soybean oil at the soybean oil factory, her house had never been short of oil.

"It's strange, why does it seem like our family can't eat enough oil and food?"