After becoming a vicious stepmother, the villain cub is super clingy

Jiang Tang blanched the pheasant and then took it out and drained the water.

She poured out the water in the pot, poured some rapeseed oil that Sun Cuicui brought into the pot, and put the pheasant in when the pot was hot.

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound in the kitchen.

The fire in the stove was very strong, and even Sun Cuicui was stunned by Jiang Tang's cooking posture.

Who said Jiang Tang can’t cook? It’s obvious that his cooking skills are better than hers.

After the moisture on the chicken was fried dry, Jiang Tang put in the green onion and ginger, fried it for a few more times, and then added two scoops of water into the pot.

She added spiritual spring water to the water in the water tank. When the dish was ready, the taste of the chicken soup covered up the taste of the spiritual spring water and no one could detect it.

"Brother, it smells so good, why do I smell meat?" A cute voice sounded in the yard.

Jiang Tang turned around and saw Mo Jingchun and Mo Yijun running away.

"Second brother, are you awake? Does your head still hurt?" Mo Yijun stood on tiptoe and touched his second brother's head with his dirty little hands.

Mo Jingchun stared at his brother.

Mo Jingnian touched his head and laughed: "It doesn't hurt, but my stomach is growling. Little sister, is our family stewing meat?"

"The bad woman said she would make chicken stewed with mushrooms for us. Second brother has woken up for a while so eat more. The bad woman should eat less, otherwise she will get fat to death!"

Jiang Tang broke out in a cold sweat.

This child's mind is more cunning than a sieve and smaller than a needle tip.

Other children can see the old at the age of seven, but this child can see it now.

Sun Cuicui stood up: "Nian'er, does your head still hurt? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

"Aunt Cui, my headache isn't my headache, my stomach hurts!" Mo Jingnian felt embarrassed.

Sun Cuicui sighed distressedly: "The hearts of the old Mo family are made of stone. They don't even care about their own grandson!"

"Your stepmother is cooking. It will be ready soon!"

Sun Cuicui couldn't stand the fragrance and kept sniffing.

"Brother Chun, do you have a sickle at home? Let your stepmother cook, and we'll pull the weeds in the yard!"

After Sun Cuicui finished speaking, she realized that there was nothing in this house.

She ran back again, took a sickle, a hoe, and a shovel, and brought her husband with her.

This was the first time Jiang Tang met Sun Cuicui’s man, Zhou Baofeng. He was quite tall and thin.

Because of years of farm work, his skin is as dark as that of the villagers.

Zhou Baofeng buried his head in his work as soon as he entered the door. Sun Cuicui spoke to him from time to time, and he responded.

Jiang Tang was quite envious.

If a woman must get married, she doesn't ask for wealth and status, but only for the people around her to understand her.

If two people work together, life will always be good.

There was a strong man working, and Jiang Tang's meal was ready and most of the yard was cleaned up.

Sun Cuicui squatted on the doorstep like a dog.

"Jiang Tang, can you please give us a bowl of soup for the sake of my man and I helping you clean the yard?"

Sun Cuicui raised a finger and said, "I only want the soup, not the meat. Your broth smells so good. I want to try it. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep tonight!"

Apart from anything else, Jiang Tang is very knowledgeable about his craft.

"I don't have any bowls at home!"

She wanted to make a bowl of chicken soup for the children, but she couldn't find an extra bowl.

"I'll get it!"

Sun Cuicui has already arrived at the gate.

Zhou Baofeng didn't say hello to Jiang Tang, and followed Sun Cuicui home with a shovel.

Soon, Sun Cuicui brought two large bowls.

There was some lush green vegetables in one of the bowls.

"My mother said I can't drink your soup for free, so I'll exchange it for this vegetable. Don't be disgusted!"

Jiang Tang couldn't ask for more!

When you open the lid of the pot, a rich aroma will hit you.

Sun Cuicui was almost putting her head into the pot.

Jiang Tang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Aren't you afraid of the heat burning your face?"

Jiang Tang filled two large bowls with the soup and meat.

"Too much!" Sun Cuicui shouted, "No meat, just soup. Leave the meat for the three children!"

"Sun Cuicui!"

Jiang Tang said sternly: "I told you to hold it, but you're holding it and yelling, are you afraid that others can't hear you eating delicious food?"

"Hurry up and take it back. There are edible mushrooms in the bowl. Take some. If you think there aren't enough vegetables, put some potatoes and cabbage in there. It's enough for your whole family to have a meal!"

Sun Cuicui was stunned by Jiang Tang's shout.

Meeting Jiang Tang's impatient look, he decisively shut up.

He ran twice to bring the pheasant back.

Jiang Tang looked at the three little guys who were hiding behind the door and swallowing their saliva.

A feeling of heartache.

"Hurry up and wash your hands and serve the food. Wait for me to feed you!"

Jiang Tang shouted fiercely.

Mo Jingchun came back to his senses first, and the roots of his little ears turned red.

I dragged my younger brother and sister to wash their hands.

Jiang Tang was afraid that they would just give him a perfunctory answer, so he stood at the door and shouted, "You can't eat until you wash it clean!"

"Brother, the sun hasn't risen from the west today. That woman herself doesn't care about hygiene, so how can she ask us to care about hygiene?"

"Brother, do you think she ate rat poison and got brain damaged?"

Mo Jingnian rubbed the back of his head stupidly: "Maybe it's broken!"

Mo Jingchun didn't say anything, but frowned.

Jiang Tang's heart skipped a beat again.

He is worthy of being the future regent, he is so thoughtful at such a young age.

Want to fool him.

not easy.

The three of them washed their hands, and Jiang Tang had already served the chicken soup.

There were three bowls on the stove, and there was a chicken leg in each bowl.

Just looking at it makes people drool.

Jiang Tang knocked the lid of the pot twice with a spoon: "You are waiting for me to serve you even if you don't bring the food. Drink one bowl each and then eat!"

"Jingchun, watch out and don't burn them!"

Jiang Tang added, "I don't have money to pay for your medical treatment!"

The three of them suddenly felt no pressure at all.

The table was placed in the yard, and Mo Jingchun padded the lame leg with clods of earth and straw.

The three of them each took a chicken leg and ate it in small bites.

It seems that if you eat too fast, the chicken leg disappears.

Jiang Tang took one look and his eyes became sore.

She served herself a bowl of chicken soup.

After all, it is a pure natural thing and tastes great without any seasoning.

Jiang Tang cut the washed mushrooms into small pieces and put them in the pot. Thinking that there was no food at home, he washed a few potatoes that Sun Cuicui brought and put them in the pot.

I saw the cabbage and put half a head of cabbage in it.

I made a big pot full of it.

The three children ate while paying attention to Jiang Tang.

Thinking that they would be able to have a full meal today, the few people smiled at each other.

This time, the three of them took the bowls in without waiting for Jiang Tang to speak.

Jiang Tang served them each a bowl of water, which contained more meat and less vegetables.

She eats more vegetables than meat.

The four of them were concentrating on eating, and no one spoke.

On the other side, the Zhou family.

When Wang saw her granddaughter-in-law bringing back two large bowls of chicken, her jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Everyone in the village knows that Jiang Tang is a stingy person.

She is the only one who can eat other people's food. If others want to eat her food, she will not allow it even if she dies.

These are two big bowls of chicken, and there is a chicken drumstick in them.

Wang touched her chest and said, "Cuicui, did Jiang Tang really give you this chicken?"

Sun Cuicui didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Can I snatch it from the pot?"