Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

He quickly poured oil on the vegetables and turned them over with a spatula. Oh my god, the vegetables underneath were already burnt.

Liu Duan flared his nostrils: "It smells a bit fragrant, but is it edible?"

"Why can't you eat it?" He rolled his eyes at his son and slapped his head: "Oh, you need to add salt!"

He opened the bottle cap: "One spoonful, two spoonfuls, three spoonfuls, four spoonfuls, five spoonfuls, is that enough?" He didn't know how much to put, so he added another small spoonful... "Well, that should be enough. Son, check if the rice is ready. I'll start frying the potatoes."

Liu Duan turned his head away from the door and walked into the store, only to see that the indicator light of the rice cooker was still in the same position.

"Strange, it's been so long, why is there no response?" His eyes were almost glued to the indicator light. Then he heard a popping sound coming from the rice cooker, like a muffled cannon.

"Dad, is this rice cooker broken?" He ran over again and stuck his head into the kitchen.

"How is that possible? Every product is guaranteed!" He was flipping the potatoes in the pot. The potatoes smelled quite fragrant. Liu Duan took a deep breath and said, "I heard firecrackers going off inside!"

"What?" Liu Tongguo was shocked. Setting off firecrackers was just like setting off an explosion. He nervously threw the spatula into the pot and ran out. The oil splashed all over the wall. He didn't even know that he thought adding oil was just like adding water.

After he ran out, he saw that the rice cooker seemed unusually excited, with bubbles and rice juice popping out of it.

"What should I do? Didn't Xiao Fengli say that I could just put it on the stove and cook rice? Now it jumps by itself! What's going on?" He had never cooked rice before, so he naturally didn't know. When he was cooking rice, he put too much water and it turned into porridge.

At this time, he was so scared that he screamed. It turned out that the rice cooker he sold was not safe! If others bought it to cook, they would be scared to death. It was over, if something went wrong, they would have to pay a hundred times the money! "Ah, what should I do? What should I do?

Son, you are a person with high cultural knowledge! What do you think we should do about this?"

"Dad, I'm your son. If you can't do it, how can I? Wait, wait. What was the name of that person you just mentioned, Li?" Liu Duan suddenly remembered the name of a person his father had just mentioned.

Liu Tongguo's eyes lit up: "Xiao Fengli, yes, call her quickly. Where's the cell phone? Where's the cell phone!" Liu Tongguo searched the whole house anxiously.

The rice cooker was right on the table, spurting out a lot of rice soup, which was all over the table and gradually flowed onto the ground.

"Don't you usually keep your cell phone in a drawer?" Liu Duan reminded.

Liu Tongguo slapped his head and said, "Oh, look at my memory. I forget where it is when I panic!" He hurried to the table covered with rice soup and pulled out the drawer. The soup instantly flowed into the drawer.

"Help!" He took out his cell phone and pressed Fengli's phone number. He didn't care whether the call was connected or the other party answered. He just shouted: "Help! Little Fengli, help, little Fengli..."

Fengli was picking up waste at the foot of Shenxian Mountain. Suddenly, her cell phone started to ring non-stop! She quickly hid in a remote forest and turned on her cell phone. Then she heard Liu Tongguo's ghostly howling voice: "Help, little Fengli, help, little Fengli..."

Fengli was startled and asked loudly: "What's the matter? What's the matter? What happened?" She thought that the swindler had run back to his home from the hospital again!

Liu Tongguo stammered, "My rice cooker is like a volcano erupting, with lots of soup gushing out. What should I do? It's all over the table and the floor, and it's still flowing out! Help! Will it explode?"

"Stupid, unplug the power cord! Open the lid of the rice cooker! You can't even do such simple things! What did you grow up eating?" Fengli scolded him. How could he not scold him? Nowadays, even children of a few years old have safety awareness, but a 70-year-old man doesn't have it. Isn't he living in vain?

"Turn off the power!" Hearing Feng Li say this, he quickly instructed his son. Liu Duan quickly went over and unplugged the socket.

"Open the lid of the rice cooker!" Liu Duan immediately opened the lid of the rice cooker! The juice bubbles slowly fell down! At this time, only 1/3 of the rice porridge was left in the pot.

"Hey! Stop it!" Liu Tongguo showed a happy expression.

"Xiao Fengli, thank goodness for you, otherwise I don't know what to do!"

Fengli was very angry: "You guys, you sell rice cookers yourself, don't you know how to cook? I seriously doubt how you survived."

"Oh, I used to have a wife, so I didn't have to worry about food! She's been gone for two or three years, and my son and I have been living on boxed lunches!"

"What?" Feng Li was incredulous when she heard his words. There are actually people like this in the world. After a pause, she said, "Then you should just have another relationship!"

"Why? There's no need. In a few years, you'll end up in a mud hole!" He didn't shy away from it.

"If you don't want to remarry, then tell your son to marry one right away. At least your health and food won't be a problem!"

"Yes, yes, you think the same as I do!"

"What does your son do? How old is he?" Feng Li asked.

"My son is thirty years old and works in the company!"

"Oh, you are a government employee, the conditions are pretty good. No wonder you have high standards. It seems that you won't be able to get married in a year or two. How about this! You hire a part-time worker to cook for you!" Fengli thought of the best solution. It's impossible to eat boxed lunches every day! It's not safe and hygienic.

"No!" The old man actually refused.

"Why? If not for yourself, you should consider your son." Why is this old man so pretentious?

"I think you have time to come and teach me how to cook. How about twenty-five per hour at the market price?" Liu Tongguo thought of a brilliant idea to let her have more contact with her son.

Feng Li had no idea of ​​the old man's plot. He laughed on the other end of the phone: "Haha, your idea is not bad!" She also felt that the old man should learn to do housework. Wouldn't it be nice to cook by yourself? Why spend money to hire someone to do it when you have hands and feet and can move around easily? It's really not worth it.

Hearing the other party's answer, Liu Tongguo was overjoyed. He quickly said, "Then why don't you come over now! Don't pick up those messes."

Fengli would not listen to him. Why not pick it up if she can? "Okay, I have to go home again. I won't be there soon. Remember to clean up the table and the floor! Then I hung up."

"Okay!" Liu Tongguo's plan was successful, and his face was full of joy. Liu Duan was wiping the table with a towel. Suddenly he smelled a burning smell. "What's that smell?"

Liu Tongguo then remembered that there were still potatoes fried in the pot. "Damn potatoes!" He rushed into the kitchen again with oil on his feet...