Through the daily life of a passer-by and a cultivator

Chapter 22 022 Ancient Daily Life
Wenlan looked carefully at Wang Guihua's memory.

The guess is that Wang Guihua wants to separate the family, but she can't make up her mind, fearing that her son will not be filial to them after the separation.

Wang Guihua's daughter-in-law has been in a lot of trouble these days, all because they start fighting over trivial matters.

After confirming the goal, Wen Lan wanted to take some fruit out of the space, but found that she couldn't enter the space.

"Xiao Kong, what's going on with you! Why can't you take things out of the space?

Xiao Kong rolled his eyes, "Are you stupid? This is not your own body, how can the space still be used?

If you can't, you can't, Wenlan is too lazy to argue with a book now.

Go around the mountain and use your mental power to find a place with a little wild fruit,
Use the frame to pick all the edible wild fruits, not much, just half of the frame.

Press Wang Guihua's memory and return to her home.

"Grandma, grandma, where have you been? I asked Lan Jian that he was a long, thin, little boy.

This was the first time she heard someone call her grandma, and she couldn't react.

Look at the five boys and four girls playing in the yard.

He waved with a smile and asked them all to come over. Several children came running over at once, and asked Wenlan to give two wild fruits to each of them.

They were as happy as anything. After getting the wild fruits, they ran out to play.

Wen Lan saw a few little girls who were not very old, and gave them fruits, with those little disbelieving eyes.

From Wang Guihua's memory, it was a matter of time, but when she saw it with her own eyes, she realized that the girl's status was even worse than she thought.

Wen Lan touched their heads and told them to go play.

Seeing their smiles from the heart also infected Wen Lan.

"Mother" is just a money-losing product that was wasted for her to eat, anyway, sooner or later she must be someone else's.

Wen Lan saw that she was Wang Guihua's eldest daughter-in-law, who was too lazy to eat, so she glared at her, imitating Wang Guihua's tone.

"Is the rice ready? Ask Lan to go to the kitchen and see if there is anything in the pot.

Shouted: "Boss, daughter-in-law, die, you, what time is it, and you haven't cooked yet."

Wait until everyone who knows how to work is back, why don't you come back and cook.

Qian's (eldest daughter-in-law's) name is Qian Dani. When she heard her mother-in-law talking, Qian felt a little guilty and gossiped outside, forgetting that it was her turn to cook today.

He hurriedly shouted, "Mom, I'll do it right away. Ask Lan to see how quickly she can add water to the pot and turn on the fire."

She nodded with satisfaction. Although she was a little lazy, she did everything she was supposed to do and knew how to do it. Who said the life of the woman here was miserable.

Ask Lan casually, what do you cook for, Qian said while lighting the fire: Mother is still the same as before.

Wen Lan thought about what Wang Guihua ate in her memory, how could it be considered rice, it was like feeding pigs.

Every time I cook a pot of wild vegetable noodle soup, I lose my appetite.

Ask Lan washed her hands and looked at the vegetables in the box. First she washed the tomatoes and cut them into pieces. Then she cut the winter melon into small pieces and set aside.

Originally Wenlan didn't plan to add winter melon, but seeing that there were so many people and there were only a few mixed noodles, we had to add more vegetables.

Put the chopped vegetables into a small basin, with more than half of the basin.
Ask Lan to see that there is only salt and a little lard, put some of the same, and adjust it with the dishes.

Ignoring Qian's surprised look,
After Wen Lan saw that the water in the pot was boiling, he arranged for Qian to lower the fire and keep it boiling, and then poured the mixed flour into it.

Hold the basin in your left hand, and use the chopsticks in your right hand to stir and add to the pot.

Pour all the vegetables in the dish pot into the pot and cover the pot.

It's noisy outside, people must be back from work!
"Mom, is the food ready? He is Wang Guihua's youngest son, only 12 years old.

Asked Lan looked at a half-grown boy, running and sweating profusely.

Wenlan said disgustedly: "It's almost done. You go and wash up first."

As soon as the pot was opened, Wen Lan put all the washed wild vegetables into the pot.

Arrangements were made for Qian to put out the fire and wait for the meal to be served. Qian was so surprised that she thought to herself that her mother-in-law was indeed a mother-in-law.

Since the daughters-in-law got married, she, the mother-in-law, has never cooked. No, she has never cooked.

Qian opened the pot and it smelled really good.

(End of this chapter)