Seventy-year-old book: The villain Zaizai’s best mother

There is no need to talk about Xia Mingshuang's cooking skills.

Original vegetables and flour, with a natural fragrance.

The dumplings are fragrant and sweet. Although the stew has no meat and not much oil, the kidney beans are soft and fragrant. The stewed eggplant is also soft and delicious. The pot stickers are even more fragrant and sweet, with one side being crispy and the other side soft and sweet.

This meal is so delicious!

Apart from fish and meat, this meal was the best they had ever eaten.

Da Zhuang's frowning eyebrows relaxed, and he ate one piece after another with great joy.

Unconsciously, he was full!

He ate more than double the usual amount!

Miaomiao was frightened, fearing that they would eat too much and make her mother unhappy.

She peeked at Xia Mingshuang, only to find that she had a satisfied smile on her face. Instead of being angry with the children for eating too much, she actually asked them to eat more vegetables.

Mom, this is...really...changed. She really loves her baby.

When Xia Mingshuang was full, he admired the children's eating style and reminded them to chew slowly and eat more vegetables.

She couldn't help laughing when she saw that even though Da Zhuang had a heroic look on his face, he looked satisfied in the end.

Smiling, she saw that Miaomiao was eating carefully, so she reminded: "Miaomiao, you should also eat more. Only when you eat well can you grow taller."

In this day and age, everyone doesn’t have enough to eat, and we don’t have to worry about high incomes. It’s okay to eat more.

Erzhuang murmured in his heart: Could it be that this Wong Tai Sin is a prodigal woman? Do you have enough food at home to eat this way?

He murmured in his heart, saying that he was not polite with his hands and mouth, and his stomach was full after eating. In the end, he took a few more bites and was so full that he collapsed.

Oh my god, I’m full!

Xia Mingshuang said happily: "Have you finished your homework?"

Miaomiao nodded happily, "Mom, I've written it."

Da Zhuang: "..."

Er Zhuang: "..."

Xia Mingshuang went to fetch water from the basin and wash the dishes. Miao Miao immediately sat there and washed them.

Miaomiao: "Mom cooks, and I wash the dishes."

For the first time, Da Zhuang, who never does housework, said: "I wash."

It’s better than doing homework.

Even though rural areas don't have enough to eat these days, men's machismo is very high. Among the young and old men in the village, there are no more than two hands willing to do housework, and no more than one hand active in doing housework. Most of them are children who are told to shut up when they cry. They refuse to hold the oil bottle when it falls. When they get home, they yell, "Why haven't you cooked dinner yet? What did you girls do all day long?"

Erzhuang: "Mom, my eldest brother and I will touch the monkey. It's also meat."

Writing homework is impossible.

All the students in the city are going to the countryside. Where else can he go to do his homework and study?

Seeing them like that, Xia Mingshuang knew that they would not study for a while, and it was impossible to force them to study for a day or two.

She had just come across and had no feelings for the children. They were all being drawn away from their original owners by Mrs. Gu. If she forced them to do so, it would only push them further away.

She has to be strategic.

She smiled and said, "Okay, you go ahead. Don't forget to go to the vegetable garden tomorrow morning to pick vegetables. If they are tender, you can eat them at noon."

The second strong man agreed happily, and pulled the pouty big man and rushed out.

Miaomiao watched Xia Mingshuang enter the house and light some mugwort braids to ward off mosquitoes, and she chased him out, "Brother, Erzhuang, please take it easy and don't be angry with me anymore."

Da Zhuang snorted, "She is angry on her own, who made her angry?"

Erzhuang: "Sister, you can't be a traitor."

Miaomiao: "That's our mother, what are you talking about? Mother didn't hit you this time, right?"

Erzhuang: "That's just my sister-in-law's intercession. Then look, what does she want to do with her sugar-coated bullet today?"