Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

An Xinyue was not willing to let her work, so she dragged her to sit down on a chair.

"Don't be too busy, let aunt cook you a meal today, and you can catch up on sleep when you go back. You must not lose your energy when you go to school."

"How can I do that? Auntie, you came all the way to see us and brought us food and clothes and even cooked for us. Lanzi has no conscience to make you suffer so much, Auntie."

An Xiaolan immediately stood up, reached out and pushed An Xinyue down on the chair.

"Auntie, don't fight me. You know Lanzi's temper. If you decide it, you won't change it. You should rest and wait for me to boil water for you."

An Xiaolan said nothing to let An Xinyue enter the kitchen, and left before she finished speaking.

"Hey, this temper is exactly like my mother's."

The mother An Xinyue spoke of did not refer to Liu Shi, but the late Xie Shi, who also had a gentle and delicate appearance with a stubborn heart. This may be the reason why Liu Shi hated Lanzi.

She got up and walked into the room on the right side of the house. When she saw the sleeping figure on the kang, her eyes were full of pity.

Although the house is a bit dilapidated and old, it still has a place to shelter from the rain. If Lanzi hadn't come to ask them for help, she would not have known that Mrs. Liu would abuse them so cruelly.

An Xinyue decided that she should find a time to talk to Mr. An, at least to ensure their food and clothing.

"Auntie, here comes the water."

An Xiaolan poured a bowl of water and put it on the table to cool, then yelled at An Xinyue and went into the kitchen again.

After hearing the sound, An Xinyue tucked the quilt for An Zhengming and went out. When she came out, she didn't see An Xiaolan. There was only a clean white porcelain bowl on the table, filled with steaming hot water. of boiling water.

"This bowl looks worth a lot of money, right?"

An Xinyue was startled looking at the porcelain bowl, but she smiled and said, "Sure enough, I'm still a child, and I still have to learn the skill of housekeeping."

She didn't take the matter of the porcelain bowl to heart, and realized that she was really thirsty when she saw the water, so she took a few sips slowly after blowing on the cool water.

An Xiaolan opened the rice jar only to find that there was not a grain of rice left. Fortunately, An Xinyue delivered the rice noodles in time, otherwise the siblings would have gone to school hungry this morning.

Originally, the relationship between her and her aunt was very close, and her aunt helped them so much when she was in the most difficult time. During this time, An Xiaolan has seen what is true family affection and what is friendship, which she has never personally experienced in her previous life. Pass.

Although they won't ask for anything in return, An Xiaolan has already engraved all these good things in her heart, and will repay them as long as there is a chance.

An Xiaolan cooked some gruel, stir-fried all the last remaining pickles, and fried the sweet potato leaves that she brought from Mrs. Tian last night. After cooking, she carried them into the house.

"Lanzi, what kind of food do you cook? This delicious food has aroused my aunt's greediness. But Lanzi, you should save some money. This restaurant is not big, but it is full of expenses inside and out. , but you have to learn to be thrifty."

An Xinyue helped clean up the house briefly, and she always smelled a smell of hogwash in her nose, but with the scent wafting from the kitchen, her stomach, which had only drank half a bowl of porridge this morning, immediately growled. up.

Because of the strong aroma, An Xinyue thought that An Xiaolan had bought some expensive dishes, so she smiled and advised.

"Auntie, there is nothing to eat at home, so you can eat whatever you want."

An Xiaolan put the porridge in a casserole, with a plate of emerald green sweet potato leaves and a stack of red, green and yellow pepper pickles beside it. They are indeed cheap dishes in terms of price, but the colors match well. Very appetizing, even An Xinyue, who washes and cooks at home all year round, also thinks the appearance is very good.

"This, Lanzi, you did all this?"

She couldn't help swallowing in her throat, the hot and sour taste already stimulated her appetite, coupled with the sour taste and the fragrance of the vegetables, her stomach immediately turned upside down, and she almost couldn't eat and drink.

"Does my aunt not like to eat these? There is nothing else to eat at home, only these two things are left. Fortunately, my aunt brought rice noodles over, otherwise we would have to be hungry today."

An Xiaolan was just telling the truth, but An Xinyue felt that her arrival had added a burden to their already difficult life, so she couldn't help but blame herself.

"Auntie came here after breakfast, you can eat these yourself, don't leave food for Auntie."

An Xinyue didn't use the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and found an excuse to leave, but An Xiaolan wouldn't.

"Auntie, you can just eat a bowl. Lanzi will make more delicious ones if you practice more in the future. You still have a long way to go back. How can you go back hungry? Eat a bowl."

An Xiaolan filled a bowl quickly, and pushed it directly in front of her, her expectant eyes made An Xinyue see nothing.

"It's not that my aunt thinks you're not good at cooking. Your cooking is almost as good as the chef's. It's too late for my aunt to praise you."

"You didn't even move your chopsticks, how do you know if you'll be in time for the chef?" An Xiaolan said suspiciously, staring at her innocently.

An Xinyue choked, trying to refute but couldn't.

"Okay, aunt can't beat you, so aunt can just eat a bowl of head office."

Seeing An Xinyue picked up the bowl and chopsticks, An Xiaolan smiled happily.

"Auntie is eating, I'll go and ask Xiaofeng Mingzi to get up and wash up."

"It's almost time to get up, let them all get up and eat."

An Xiaolan walked into the house, and An Xinyue also picked up the vegetables and ate them. When she took a bite of the crispy pickles, she showed a surprised expression on her face, and then took another bite of gruel and continued to pick up the second piece.

"Lanzi's culinary skills are too, too good."

An Xinyue felt that her entire taste buds had been opened up, and even the problem of poor appetite in the past few days was cured, and her mood improved inexplicably. She continued to pick up the tender green sweet potato leaves and took a bite, a flash of disbelief flashed in her eyes .

"What kind of vegetable is this? I haven't even eaten the food I have cooked for more than ten years."

By the time An Xiaolan came out, her bowl of porridge had already run out, but it felt a little embarrassing to feel unfinished, so she finally endured it.

"Why doesn't Auntie eat?"