The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Excitement flashed on Fang's face, and she pushed Chen Yulan, "Go and help."

At that time, the Gu family will always be embarrassed, but can't they ask their mother and daughter to eat together?

Chen Yulan turned around and ran to the kitchen. She wanted to tell her where the water was, but she didn't expect that they had already burned.

Looking at the dumplings on the bamboo sticks aside, Chen Yulan's face turned red.

Dumplings, they are still dumplings with white noodles. They are fat and full of stuffing. Just looking at them makes me drool.

She pulled her gaze back forcefully, and then said enthusiastically, "Sister Yundong, where are you cooking dinner? I'll help you make the fire."

"No need, my mother is here, it'll be fine in a little while, you can do your own thing." Seeing that the water was boiling, Gu Yundong added oil, salt and chopped green onion to the large ceramic bowl and waited for the taste to be well adjusted. When you pour boiling water, the bowl becomes oily in an instant.

Chen Yulan tugged her hands tightly, instead of walking, she took a few steps forward, and said with a smile, "How about eating dumplings? Why didn't I see the dumplings you made? It smells really good. My mother and I had made dumplings earlier. I drank some porridge, and now I'm hungry just smelling you."

Had some porridge earlier? Then why did she still have a cold pan and stove when she came in, but it didn't look like she had just used it.

Gu Yundong is not a fool, she can't hear such obvious words, plus her eyes that are going to fall into the dumpling pot, and the right act of coming to help, she wants to eat their dumplings.

Eat it if you want, and stab it in the dark.

She is not an unreasonable person, but at least you have to tell the truth, saying that you drank porridge earlier and now you are hungry, I am afraid that you have been waiting for them to come and grab something to eat when they cook, right?

Who's used to your stinky shit? I don't ask you to be like Cousin Ke, at least like a normal landlord and tenant. She paid for the room and doesn't owe you.

Gu Yundong smiled, watching the fat dumplings in the pot float up one by one, and immediately became even happier, "Yeah, eating dumplings, I think it's so late, it's too much trouble to cook again, isn't it?"

Saying that, she scooped up all the dumplings into a large bowl that had been prepared with ingredients. This bowl was bought when she was in Fucheng. It was huge, just like the bowl that she used to eat pickled fish in a restaurant in her previous life.

Now that all the dumplings were fished out, Gu Yundong said to Chen Yulan, "I'll cook it now, the kitchen will be used by you, and we'll go back to the room to eat, so as not to disturb you. It's still early, and you're hungry, so just leave. It's convenient to order noodles or something without wasting time."

She put a piece of cloth on the edge of the bowl, carried it and walked away, leaving a sentence from a distance, "Mother, you put out the fire, and the pot has been cleaned, hurry back to the room to eat dumplings, there are not many dumplings, my brother and sister will finish eating them in a while. ."

"It'll be fine right away." Mr. Yang moved quickly, and after brushing the pot quickly, he followed into the room.

There was still the smell of dumplings wafting from the tip of the nose in the kitchen, but Chen Yulan stood in front of the dark stove, her face ashen.

When Mrs Fang came in, she just heard her kick the table foot fiercely, and she cried out in pain.

"What are you doing? What's going on?"

Chen Yulan was aggrieved to death, thanks to her being so good to her for helping her to run around the homestead before and after, but she kindly told her to stay away from Shao Qing, and told her that everyone in the village is a sloppy bitch, so don't offend her. Woolen cloth? This Gu Yundong is a white-eyed wolf without a conscience.