Chang Bao snuggled directly into Ms. Lin's arms and said softly and cutely: "Grandma, I knew you were the dearest to me, and I don't want to eat boiled eggs either."
Look, this is your own breast. You have to prepare it for yourself whether you want to eat it or not. If you pamper her like this, you won’t look down on her just for a few eggs.
Ms. Lin was really more serious about this: "It's okay if you don't want to eat it. Grandma has to cook it for you. This is a must. Grandma wants you to see what a hard-boiled egg is."
Hey, then Ms. Lin used her strength to write once about what an undercooked egg means. She used practical actions to tell Changbao that she could not boil an egg.
The whole field was embarrassed for her. When she was ambitious and wanted to boil eggs, she was not like this now. Ms. Lin's embarrassed look as she walked around the stove was very rare.
Ms. Lin was in front of the big stove, looking at Ms. Lin who was fighting with the stove, and she slowly teased: "How much do you want to see Aunt Zhu, tell the children with practical actions that the eggs are really undercooked.
It’s not that grandma is reluctant to feed you, right?”
It wasn't that Mr. Lin didn't help, but that Ms. Lin said she didn't need help from others. He had been worried about his wife at the kitchen door for a long time, and he just heard Ms. Lin's remarks as Tian Ye came in. To be honest, he felt the same way.
I turned my head and looked into the distance, it was very hard to hold back my laughter.
Tian Jiazhi and Changshun also looked at Ms. Lin sympathetically. You are really not good at this. Why don't you use a rice cooker or a gas tank? Their stove is easier to use than a large pot.
Yeah. A big pot and a big stove are not the only choices. Choose the one that suits you. Isn’t it beautiful?
You must know that Ms. Lin has never done anything else related to cooking and lighting fires in the kitchen except picking vegetables. Isn’t this a problem for herself?
Of course, I am a little worried about the stove. Although it is not expensive and is made of bricks, but if Ms. Lin continues like this, Tian Jiazhi is afraid that the smoke in the stove will undergo a chemical or physical reaction through pressure, which is still a bit dangerous.
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When Ms. Lin heard this, she raised her face. The ashes from the pot were all stained on her face. She had probably never been so embarrassed in her life: "What are you talking about? Don't mention that woman."
I am quite persistent in my competitive behavior. I can't compare to an old lady from the country.
Tian Tian couldn't stand it anymore. As he continued to fuss, the stove at home was filled with smoke. He went over and took out a few sticks of firewood from the stove: "You are the best among us women. You are born with a natural talent."
It makes people jealous. You are so old and you can't even burn a fire. If you hadn't met Uncle Lin, you would have starved to death, right? Just ask, who can support you?"
That's pretty much it. In those days, even if you had money, you wouldn't necessarily be able to eat. Who would dare to ask someone to help cook? Don't think about it anymore?
On the other side of the field, he fanned out most of the smoke in the room, and finally he was able to open his eyes. At the same time, he teased Ms. Lin, who was looking at the stove with tears in her eyes: "You haven't been like this since you were a child.
I'm a poor man. When I went to Shanggang Village to beg for food, it wasn't because I didn't know how to cook."
Ms. Lin's tears were not because she was angry because she couldn't light the stove fire, but because she was choked by the thick smoke she created. It was a physiological reaction.
When Ms. Lin heard this, she was heartbroken. This is not a daughter, but an enemy: "You can just laugh at me, but you still pick up on me."
Well, it seems that I have been guessed, Tian Tian: "But I will help you light the fire. The eggs will hopefully be cooked. You'd better go and wash your face. If you go a little faster, you can just catch up with the eggs."
The children are fishing it out. If you round it up, you can tell your children later that you cooked these eggs."
He glanced at Ms. Lin and continued to crowd around: "After all, the eggs you put in the pot are also the ones you fished out."
Ms. Lin pursed her lips and pursed her lips again. She was so angry. The key was that her daughter's mouth was so annoying. What could happen if she said less.
Look at the eggs in the pot and the stove that is not smoking: "I need your help today, but I won't need it tomorrow. I still have no problem boiling eggs."
Tian Ye looked at Ms. Lin's embarrassment, what are you doing, boiled eggs are so delicious?: "Then forget it, my dear grandma can do a lot of things, you don't have to boil eggs, you just feel sorry for our house
After fumigating it several times, the wall will turn black."
Ms. Lin was so angry that she got angry again: "How can you be so stingy and care about the house? My hands are dirty and my nails are broken. Did I say anything?"
Look at Ms. Lin's hand, ahem, it does hurt a lot. But compared to the hand, the house is fine.
Tian Tian: "Just wash it and it will be clean. People who cook must have their nails trimmed, otherwise no one will dare to eat the food you cook. It's not hygienic."
Ms. Lin was so angry that she went back to the house. This bad girl and her bad mouth were catching up with her. She didn't want to recognize her as a girl anymore. It was so annoying.
Tian Xin said, "Do you know how difficult it is to make use of strengths and avoid weaknesses? At least this person is gone and is no longer causing trouble in the kitchen. Let's give everyone a quiet space."
After a while, Ms. Lin came back, threw two notebooks to Tian Tian, and faced Tian Tian arrogantly: "I have a house to compensate you, and it's not bad for being blackened, so I don't want to be called a snobbery."
"It means that she has taken over here and will continue the great business of boiling eggs.
Tian Ye lowered his head and twitched at the corner of his mouth, "House Book. You are really capable of doing it. Boil an egg and throw out two house books. You are showing off your wealth."
It's said that there are houses, but that's a bit big. I'm not afraid of the wind blowing my tongue. I own half a street. Am I so crazy?
But after taking a closer look at this book, ahem, well, if Ms. Lin can live such a perfect life, does she still have her own financial foundation?
No wonder people say that the economic base determines the superstructure. Is there a reason for this condition to be more crazy than mine?
Tian Tian looked at it and stuffed it back to Ms. Lin: "You should keep it, you are generous. My family is small, please take it easy." Look at Ms. Lin who is struggling with the eggs. To be honest, Aunt Zhu is like
Boil an egg and you will get a little wealth. Tea eggs will make Aunt Zhu rich.
Look at Ms. Lin again, she can't even boil eggs, but she has Mr. Lin. If you say they are all beauties, their fate is really different.
Ms. Lin raised her eyebrows and looked at the field, casually throwing out the house books. Nowadays, the things are not so thickly packaged, so it is quite worrying to throw them around like this. Ms. Lin said: "Just take it.
It’s better to say I smoked it black and you have to go to the kitchen.”
Tian Tian waved his hands, not even daring to throw the thing on the ground. He directly put it in Ms. Lin's hand: "I don't dare. If you want to smoke it, you can smoke it."