The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 1248
Wang's face was livid.

She could hear the noise outside clearly from inside.

She wanted to take her daughter home.

Old Mrs. Wang was also sullen, and the two of them were relatively speechless.

Mrs. Lu came in with an oil lamp, with a complicated expression on her face, she opened her mouth not knowing what to say.

The flame as big as a chrysanthemum bean swayed slightly, and the faint yellow light was blurred, covering a small area of ​​the world with the kang table as the center.

Wang Cai suddenly realized that it was getting late.

Turning his head to look at the window pasted with mulberry paper, from the opened gap, he could see the gray sky outside.

In a moment, it will be dark.

Wang sighed.

Forget it, I can't go back tonight.

"That, that, girl Xin and Ling'er watched the wedding cakes in the kitchen for a while, and then they became interested, and shouted to show us a hand, they are still busy in the kitchen, even I didn't ask to see, saying it was a It will surprise us."

"I'm thinking about dinner and I'm not in a hurry, so I let them go. Anyway, the food at home is ready-made, just put it in the pot, and then make the pot of porridge, and then you can eat."

While talking, Mrs. Lu quietly looked at Mrs. Wang, seeing that her complexion had eased a lot, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh, what are these things called.

The old Mrs. Wang forced a smile, "Okay, let's play with the two of them, and dinner is not in a hurry."

I thought to myself, thank goodness girl Xin didn't come to the front yard.

Oh, what are these things called.

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Embarrassment in the room.

The kitchen was in full swing.

"Wow, it smells so good! It's crispy and crispy."

"As long as my cousin likes to eat."

He Xiner smiled and was in a good mood, "Sister, this skill is amazing. It's the first time I made this shortbread, and it was so successful. The golden one is beautiful, and the crispy and salty one is delicious. Oh, my sister That's talent!"

"Yeah, sister Xin'er is a talent."

The little girl stuffed her mouth full, and nodded wildly indistinctly. Two little meaty hands were still pounding a steaming shortbread back and forth, and it was so hot that her fingertips were red, and she didn't want to put it down.

"Oh, cousin, put it down quickly, it hurts your hands carefully."

"It's too hot for Dabai to eat, so I'll give it a whirl."

He Xiner couldn't laugh or cry watching her toss, and asked straight, "Is it just a little while away?"

"Okay, okay, it's not so hot anymore, Dabai come and taste it."

The little girl didn't care about her, and happily yelled Dabai to eat shortbread, smiling happily.

He Xiner shook her head, bent down and put the dough dough one by one into the cauldron for frying, filled with two sticks of firewood, and then looked at her grandparents with great interest.

The great ancestor lowered his head and elegantly ate the shortbread, and the young ancestor squatted in front of its sea bowl and also ate the shortbread. The two of them, no, one person and one dog, had affectionate brows and smiling eyes, not to mention how affectionate they were.

He Xiner was overjoyed.

Amused by the words that pop into your head.

"Hey, my sister advises you two to eat slowly, the shortbread in the pot is sweet~"

"Oh, oh, sister Xin'er is necrotic, I've eaten three of them, you just said it!"

"Ha ha!"

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Because the two maids took a long time to make the shortbread, dinner was served after two quarters of an hour after dark under the help of Mrs. Lu.

A large pot of muddled porridge, a small pot of egg custard, stir-fried soybean sprouts, shredded pickles in cold salad, and a handful of fried crispy meat prepared for the banquet, potatoes, and short-crust cakes.

The old Wang family eats at the same table on weekdays. The special round table is very large, and it is not too crowded with the addition of Wang's mother and daughter.

The family scooped porridge and vegetables into their bowls silently.

Two candles were lit in the hall, and the bright orange light illuminated most of the room.

He Xiner was a little puzzled.

On the big day, shouldn't you be happy?
But what is going on with such a gloomy atmosphere right now?

(End of this chapter)