Rebirth has space, and the new love sends the bad husband to prison

"Grandma!" Old Lady Liang looked up when she heard the voice, and saw Liang Sumei standing there. She quickly lowered her head and continued to knead the dough in her hands, her tone revealing full of impatience, "Liang Sumei, shouldn't you be lying on the kang to recuperate? Why are you running to my place?"

Liang Sumei smiled at her and whispered softly, "Grandma, I'm going to get married in three days, and I won't be able to always be by your side to show my filial piety. So I want to cook you a special dish before I leave, to thank you for taking care of me for so many years."

Old Lady Liang looked at her with a hint of doubt in her eyes, as if she was looking at a stranger, and seemed a little unbelieving. "You have plenty of time to cook. It's dark now, and you suddenly tell me this. What do you mean?"

Liang Sumei patiently explained: "Grandma, is the dough you are kneading the same as the 50 kilograms of white flour that the Jiang family sent?"

When Mrs. Liang heard this, her face suddenly turned ugly, like a sky covered with dark clouds. She thought Liang Sumei thought that the 50 kilograms of flour was her betrothal gift, so she wanted to take it for herself and came to claim her sovereignty. "Liang Sumei, don't forget that my Liang family has raised you for 16 years. I'm afraid that you have eaten more than 16 kilograms of flour in these 100 years. You should be grateful!"

Liang Sumei smiled and responded, "Grandma, I am just expressing my gratitude to you now." She moved closer and said, "I heard my sister-in-law from another village talk about a new way to make pastries. She said the pastries made from it are tastier than steamed buns. I have always wanted to make some for you to try. But white flour is too rare. The production team only distributes a little during the New Year. Now my husband's family has sent us 50 kilograms of white flour, and I thought I could make some for you to try. I told you so late because I was afraid of disturbing everyone. If everyone knew, they would all clamor for white flour, and there is not much white flour to begin with. Wouldn't that make you unhappy?"

After hearing what Liang Sumei said, Mrs. Liang's tense heartstrings relaxed a little, but there was still a trace of dissatisfaction on her face, like the haze left after a storm. Her tone gradually became gentle, and she gave up her seat in front of the chopping board to Liang Sumei.

"Xiaowang has been pestering me for steamed buns today. I'm so old, and I only have this one precious grandson. How can I not spoil him?" Old Mrs. Liang sighed and said, "Alas, it's a pity that your mother was not good enough to give birth to a boy to carry on the family line for our Liang family. If she could give birth to a son, perhaps I wouldn't be so partial to Xiaowang..." Old Mrs. Liang's words were full of helplessness and regret, as if Luo Jinqiu's not giving birth to a son was an unforgivable sin.

Liang Sumei listened to her grandmother's chatter without stopping her hands. She gently divided the fist-sized dough into three parts. The dough was originally small and delicate, so it could only be divided into three pieces. If it was divided again, it would only be used to make dumpling skins. Then, she skillfully rolled the dough into round and thin dough pieces. While the dough pieces were waking up, she took out a bowl, put some flour in it, and poured in an equal amount of oil, stirring quickly with chopsticks. This was the oil pastry.

After the oil pastry was prepared, Liang Sumei carefully spread it in the center of the cake embryo, and then folded the four sides in half. At this time, the wok was already heated, and she lightly brushed a layer of cooking oil on it, put the folded cake into the wok, and slowly baked it over low heat. While baking the pancake, she took out a duck egg from her pocket, sprinkled it with chopped green onions, and quickly stirred it evenly. This duck egg is the soul of the pancake, and Liang Sumei took the duck egg from the space mall.

Seeing this, a trace of displeasure flashed in Grandma Liang's eyes, like a lit gunpowder barrel that could explode at any time. She thought that this girl was actually hiding something private. She secretly made up her mind that after Liang Sumei got married in three days, she would go to the eldest brother's house and search it carefully to find out all the private things. Liang Sumei noticed the dissatisfaction of Grandma Liang, and looked sideways, only to see that grandma's face fell a little. She hurriedly explained: "I picked up this wild duck egg from the reed marsh early yesterday morning. On the way back, you asked me to do needlework at the Jiang family, so I didn't have time to give it to you." Although she said so, Liang Sumei felt differently in her heart. The so-called needlework was just grandma selling her to the Jiang family as a commodity.

Perhaps the atmosphere became somewhat harmonious at this time, and Mrs. Liang also felt that her previous behavior was a bit inappropriate. She sighed and said to Liang Sumei: "Sumei, I have watched Jiang Fu grow up since he was a child, and I know him well. Although he has a bad temper, there is no man without a temper. You are an honest child, and you will be bullied no matter who you marry. It is better to marry into the Jiang family, at least you can eat well every meal." Hearing her grandmother's words, Liang Sumei smiled slightly, without saying much, but continued to bake pancakes with her head down. There was a hint of helplessness and bitterness in that smile, as if she was full of confusion about the future.

As the temperature rose, the pancakes in the pan gradually swelled up. Liang Sumei was quick to poke a hole in the pancake with chopsticks and quickly poured one-third of the duck egg liquid into it. The remaining two-thirds of the duck egg liquid was naturally used on the other two pancakes. Although duck eggs are inexhaustible in the space mall, Liang Sumei didn't want to make a fortune for this so-called grandmother and her beloved son Liang Wang. If it weren't for the purpose of finding the sales agreement, she would not have been willing to take out this duck egg. She had to put on a full show to make Old Lady Liang feel her sincerity so that she could let go of her guard against her.

The egg liquid slowly spread and solidified in the crust, Liang Sumei carefully turned the pancake over and continued to bake it until both sides showed an attractive golden color, and the fragrant duck egg pancake was ready. Old Lady Liang couldn't wait to pick up a pancake with her hands, tear off a small piece and put it in her mouth to taste. The crispy taste and rich aroma made her linger. She thought to herself that this damn girl was really good at cooking, and the taste of this pancake was really delicious that she had never tasted in her life.

Although the delicious food made Mrs. Liang feel happy both physically and mentally, she still maintained a serious attitude and advised Liang Sumei: "Your cooking skills are so good. After you marry into the Jiang family, show off your skills in front of your mother-in-law and build a good reputation. It will be worth it for the Liang family to raise you for 16 years." Liang Sumei nodded obediently, but her heart was full of disdain and anger.

"Grandma, the fire is making me thirsty. I'll go get a glass of water." While pouring the water, Liang Sumei quietly looked around the bedroom of Old Lady Liang. Opposite the kang was a large wooden cabinet, on which were placed two small boxes. The boxes were not locked, which seemed quite casual. Liang Wang on the kang was sleeping soundly and didn't notice it. Liang Sumei's heart moved, and she opened the box quietly to check. She saw daily necessities such as wooden combs and hairbands inside, but she didn't see the agreement she was looking for. She noticed that Old Lady Liang did not follow her into the bedroom, and she couldn't help wondering: Could it be that the agreement was not in the old woman's room?

"Sumei, have you finished drinking the water? The pot is about to burn, can you still make pancakes?" Old Mrs. Liang urged in the small kitchen.

"Grandma, the water is a little hot. Let me finish making the pancakes first and then drink it." Liang Sumei calmly placed the cup of water on the cabinet, intending to go into the bedroom later on the pretext of drinking water to continue searching.

Three delicious duck egg pancakes were already baked, and grandma kindly called Liang Wang to get up and enjoy them. Liang Wang grabbed a pancake without hesitation and took a bite. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the pancake was so soft and crispy, and the fragrance was overflowing. This was a delicacy he had never tasted before.

Old Mrs. Liang looked at Liang Wang wolfing down his food. She was happy but also worried. She hurriedly reminded him, "Grandson, eat slowly and don't choke. There are two more cakes. We will save them for tomorrow." After listening to his grandmother, Liang Wang slowed down his chewing a little, but the excitement and satisfaction in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

Liang Sumei, who was watching the warm scene of the grandparents and grandchildren enjoying the family happiness, was filled with disgust and anger. She went back to the house under the pretext of drinking water. Sitting on the kang, she held the water cup in one hand and kept groping under the kang mat with the other hand. However, after a careful search, she did not find what she wanted except a handful of dirt.