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Chapter 80 Eating Hot Pot

Chapter 80 Eating hot pot

After Li Hongyuan went to work in the afternoon, Anjing stayed in his room making clothes and basically never went out.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, Anjing began to pack things.

The daily toiletries and a change of clothes were put into the bag. When I opened the door, I saw my father-in-law and mother-in-law sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Jing Jing chuckled: "Mom and dad, we can't live in our house. I discussed it with Hongyuan at noon. I'll go stay with Sister Xiuxia for a few days."

"Jing Jing, are you angry with Mom? Can't Mom apologize to you?" Zhang Xinlan stepped forward and took her arm and asked.

Jing Jing smiled and took her hand away without leaving a trace: "Mom, you are overthinking. I am not angry. Sleeping on the floor can easily catch cold air and harm your body."

"You're really not angry?"

Jing Jing smiled easily: "Really not."

After saying this, Zhang Xinlan didn't stop him anymore.

Jing Jing plans to have hot pot in the evening, which is a perfect match for such cold weather.

"What is hot pot?" Xiangxiang thought for a while but had no idea.

"Auntie has stewed chicken and will make hot pot for you later, okay?" Jing Jing said with a smile.

When Jing Jing saw the pot boiling, he opened the lid and put the dishes on the table into the pot: "This is hot pot, you can eat it right away."

I didn’t expect there to be hairy tripe in this supermarket!

The owner of the furniture store was very enthusiastic when he saw that he was a big customer. Taking advantage of the package delivery, Anjing went to the grocery store and bought a lot of daily necessities.

You don’t have to worry at all when staying here.

Anjing grabbed a bag and went out. I heard from Sister Xiuxia that a small supermarket had opened nearby. It had everything in it and it was open until eight o'clock in the evening.

An Anjing, who was riding a bicycle, did not go to see Sister Xiuxia, but went to her new house.

The furniture inside is quite complete, including beds, mattresses, wardrobes, and all the missing and useful items.

Zhang Xiuxia sat down after seeing An Jing working for a while, with bowls and chopsticks filled with condiments placed in front of everyone.

"Great, then I will have to come here more often in the future." Zhang Xiuxia smiled and joked: "By the way, is there anything else I can help with?"

"Hahaha, of course, don't look at who cooked the chicken." Jing Jing was arrogant, and then smiled mysteriously: "I know more than that."

Anjing took it and took a look. The dozens of names on it corresponded to sizes, some were male and some were female.

Sister Xiuxia left early to pick up Xiangxiang from school. Xiangxiang had just entered the first grade, and Sister Xiuxia was worried about her coming back alone.

The green vegetables basically cooked relatively quickly. Finally, after quietly giving an order, Zhang Xiuxia and Xiangxiang picked up the prepared chopsticks and put them into the pot.

I haven’t had a meal here for so long, and I really miss it.

"Yes, little greedy cat, let's do it next time." Zhang Xiuxia was a little helpless. She had never seen her love eating so much.

"Aunt Jingjing, what are you doing? It smells so good." Xiangxiang put down her schoolbag and ran to the kitchen.

After taking the first bite, the rest was out of control.

Quiet is also not behind, everyone holds a full chopstick, puts it in the bowl and mixes it, and the delicious food is formed.

The air is cold outside, but the room is steaming and warm.

She looked at the dishes one after another that were all raw, not knowing how to start or what An Jing was going to do.

The smile on An Jing's face disappeared as soon as she left home. She was indeed not angry, she just didn't want to see certain people and affect her mood.

Jing Jing bought the ingredients and started preparing them when she got home. She was humming a song and tidying up. Not long after, she heard the sound of the door opening.

It was easy to find the place, and the dishes inside were quite complete.

She was also a little impatient.

After the furniture was delivered, all the dust in the room was swept. It was already past six o'clock when the cleaning was completed.

When everything was ready, Anjing poured the stewed whole chicken and soup into the newly purchased electric pot, added her secret base ingredients, mixed it with a little water and started the fire, and it was done.

She chose the four-bedroom house with the best lighting and the largest area. Looking at the furniture added, it finally looked like something.

Pfft.

After Xiangxiang had eaten, Zhang Xiuxia took out the homework assigned by the teacher and asked her to write it.

"You'll know in a minute." Jing Jing pretended to be mysterious.

Jing Jing nuzzled: "You can bring these plates to the table in the living room. I'll have them here soon."

After wandering around inside, my mood really improved.

Today's furniture and houses do not need ventilation to release formaldehyde. She has never even heard of the word formaldehyde.

I bought all the pots and pans in one trip. I happened to meet Sister Xiuxia when I was passing by the tailor shop. After learning about the situation, she insisted on coming over to help.

Jing Jing plans to cook dinner by herself, which is a kind of ritual for moving into a new home.

The first person to be defeated was Xiangxiang: "Mom, my stomach is so full, but my mouth still wants to eat. What should I do?"

Jing Jing put his hands on his waist and looked at the house that was beginning to take shape. He felt an indescribable sense of joy and accomplishment in his heart.

Now she doesn't have to worry at all and just picks what she likes to eat.

These words made Jing Jing laugh: "You little girl, if you want to eat in the future, aunt will cook it for you, but don't eat again when you are full, otherwise you won't be able to sleep well at night."

It was just placed in an inconspicuous corner, and she almost missed it!

It must be that Sister Xiuxia came back to pick up Xiangxiang, and she left a door open specially.

They stared at each other, not knowing how to eat: "Jing Jing, what on earth is this?"

Before it was too late, I quietly went to the home furnishing store on the nearby street to buy a lot of things.

"This is a good thing. We can also make some children's clothing to sell. This will also provide multiple sales channels and increase our income."

"By the way Anjing, when I went to pick up Xiangxiang today, more than a dozen parents asked me where I bought Xiangxiang's clothes. They all wanted to buy one for their children, so I wrote about the children's clothes.

"Our size." Zhang Xiuxia took out a piece of paper from her pocket.

It was so fragrant that even an adult like her could almost drool.

Zhang Xiuxia came over with a smile: "I smelled the aroma as soon as I opened the door. Your stewed chicken is so fragrant that my mouth is almost watering."

Unexpectedly, she also realized the freedom of hairy tripe. In the past, her mother-in-law did not like to eat hairy tripe, and it never appeared once when eating hot pot at home.

This was her favorite dish of hot pot, so she decided to buy it and made it into round balls.

Zhang Xiuxia smiled: "I knew you would agree. Let the workers do this first in the next two days, and put away the adult cotton clothes first."

After the two discussed the business and ate for a while, they leaned back on the chair with their stomachs in their hands, looking satisfied.

"Quiet, you know? I feel that I am truly happy now. With my family by my side, I am busy working in the store every day. I am fulfilled and determined."

Zhang Xiuxia looked out the window, where she could see the nearby villages shining with stars and lights, which was reassuring.

(End of chapter)


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