The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

The torrential rain lasted for more than half an hour before it ended. It was an autumn rain and a cool one. The temperature dropped significantly just after the rainstorm stopped.

Zhulan felt cold even lying in the bed, but luckily there was a special firewood thatched cottage at home, so even if it leaked, it wouldn't get wet, so Zhulan couldn't take it anymore and sat up, "I'll raise the kang fire, and by the way, The soup is fried."

Zhou Shuren wanted to help, but he had to maintain his character, "It's hard work."

Zhulan smiled, "Actually, it's quite interesting. When I first came here, I couldn't make a fire. Now I have a good memory of my exploration."

The more Zhou Shuren got to know him, the more he found out that Zhulan's character is really good, not everyone can go with the flow. Watching Zhulan go out in a hurry, he felt that his life was more flamboyant than his own in modern times, and he didn't feel bad.

Zhu Lan didn't feel comfortable until the kang was warmed up for a while. After opening the door, there was water in the yard, but it wasn't much. Thanks to the location of the Zhou family's highland, the water flowed down to the lower places.

That's why the Wang family is unlucky. The front street is a low area, and the roof of the Wang family has not been repaired for a long time. In the original text, I clearly remember that the Wang family's house was leaking, and it cost a lot of money to repair the house!

Zhulan was deeply impressed. The Wang Zhang family renovated each room in order to deduct the private money of several rooms. The female partner Wang Ru did not have any private money in the first room. Wang Ru thought of making money.

Zhulan touched her stomach, um, food is about to come.

The eldest and second of the Zhou family consciously came out to clean up the stagnant water in the yard, and Mrs. Li also came out to make dinner.

Dinner was ready. It was a cloudy day. When the meal was set, I extravagantly lit two oil lamps.

Four dishes and one soup, plus Li's pickled vegetables, made six dishes. Four of the six dishes were meat dishes, and they all stared at the dishes when they came to the table.

While waiting for dinner, several children went crazy with joy.

Five-year-old grandson Zhou Mingyun swallowed the chicken in his mouth with a plus sign in his sweet tone, "Grandma, can you eat meat every day in the future?"

The little guy is not stupid. In two days, I found out that my grandmother's words counted, and my grandmother said she would kill chickens if she killed chickens. She asked her if she was right.

Zhulan was happy, the eldest grandson with a big head and a brain is rare, and the eldest grandson is not at all timid, "Mingyun wants to eat meat every day?"

The little guy nodded, "I want to."

Zhulan said with some embarrassment: "Grandma is not capable."

The little guy's eyes dimmed, and Zhulan continued: "However, grandma believes that Mingyun has the ability. Grandma waits for Mingyun to be able to honor grandma and eat meat every day."

Xuehan, "..."

Why does she think these words are familiar?

The little guy was praised, very confident, and patted his little chest, "Milk, Mingyun must have the ability."

Zhulan smiled, "Okay."

The little guy rolled his eyes, "Honey, Ming Yun needs to eat more meat in order to grow up when he is still young, and only when he grows up can he be capable. Can he eat a few more pieces?"

Bamboo Orchid, "..."

Heh, the little guy is quite refined, the dolls in ancient times can't be seen as five years old!

Xuehan burst out laughing, and Mrs. Li felt that her son laughed along with her.

Zhulan picked a few pieces of chicken from the chicken soup and distributed them to the children one by one.

After two days of delicious food, Zhulan was surrounded by the little guys after the meal. Grandma was long and grandmother was short, and even granddaughter Yushuang dared to get close to her.

In fact, children are the most sensitive, and they all feel who treats them well.

Early the next morning, Yang Wuchun left without breakfast. If it wasn't for the heavy rain that washed away the bridge, he would have gone back when the rain stopped yesterday. Today, the water level dropped, and he was in a hurry to go back and have a look.

Because of the rainstorm, the eldest and the second don't go to the field, and the third and fourth don't have to go to the school. It's rare that the Zhou family is full of people during the day.

Zhulan also took time to watch Zhao's clothes making. She didn't want to learn, but she had to make the inner clothes herself. She had the memory of her original body, and she had some confidence. She slowly learned and believed that she could learn it well.

"Xuehan, Xuehan, are you at home?"