The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 212 So I Made Tofu
Unknowingly, it was noon, everyone was hungry, and they ate without talking with their heads down.

Aunt Wang ate a few mouthfuls, and was displeased when she saw no one praised her tofu, "Hey, the tofu I made today is very good. It is white, soft and tender, and has a delicious fragrance. You can smell the fragrance before eating it."

Isn't it boiled cabbage tofu?

This also has to boast a trick?
"Of course the tofu made by my eldest sister is delicious. How about the business be so good?"

The big house, Mrs. Feng, has always wanted to get some benefits from the big aunt, so naturally she upholds everything.

Oh, my uncle's family used to make tofu!

He Xin'er who bowed her head to eat was a little funny, no wonder she wanted to praise the tofu, this is Wang Po selling melons and boasting herself!

The second room, Mrs. Jiang, was very disdainful. Although the elder sister's family was rich, she was a stingy one. Going back to her mother's house, that is, [-] eggs and two pieces of tofu, this little thing, the family is still very dragged.

The sister-in-law was only thinking of taking some advantage, and she had been licking her face for so many years, and she didn't see anything that wasn't even a hair.

In fact, Mrs. Jiang laughs at fifty steps and laughs at one hundred steps. She is no less flattering than Mrs. Feng, but these years have not benefited at all, and she is a little bored in her heart. If Aunt Wang uses a little accent, she is better than Mrs. Feng urgent.

Aunt Wang was very satisfied to see the old family’s support as always, but she was a little dissatisfied when she waited but didn’t hear the voice of the second family’s family. Hmph, eating my tofu can’t even say a nice word Said, really can't be a man!

"From the second family, tell me, does the tofu taste better today than the tofu brought during the Chinese New Year?"

He Xiner who just took a bite of the pancake almost didn't laugh: It's been more than half a year, what kind of brain is her second concubine who still remembers what tofu tastes like during Chinese New Year?

Jiang's face also froze, didn't he just ignore her?Is this even named?

"Isn't the tofu at Big Sister's house getting better and better, I can't even talk about it!"

I'm used to flattering, and Jiang's words are very slick, and Aunt Wang finally feels at ease.

The old god ate a mouthful of tofu, "Second sister's house, can you eat tofu?"

Wouldn't it be nice to have a quiet meal?
He Xiner rolled her eyes silently as she ate non-stop.

Just as he was about to change the topic, he heard Wang Jinling beside him say crisply: "Mother, this pancake is really delicious, it's a bit sweet and has a burnt aroma."

As soon as they mentioned pancakes, the five brothers of the Wang family, who were buried in eating, also raised their heads, "Yes, the pancakes made by the third aunt today are delicious, and I want to eat more after eating two."

"Yeah, me too. The more you eat the pancakes, the more delicious they are."

"Well, it's more delicious than Wowotou, and it's easy to bite."

Several people discussed pancakes enthusiastically, and the chat was extremely heated.

Mrs. Lu on the table giggled and said, "This is what your second aunt taught me. These pancakes are not only delicious, but also quick to make. If steamed buns are made, I'm afraid they won't be able to eat."

Hearing what her mother said, Wang Jinling was the first to cheer: "Second aunt is amazing, she can make corn noodles so delicious, I will never eat corn noodles again."

"Haha, it's not difficult to do this, you just do it for you if you love eating mother"

Seeing that her daughter loves to eat, Mrs. Lu was naturally happy and coaxed her with a smile.

"Well, mother is the best"

Aunt Wang, who was at the top, managed not to twist her nose in anger, and she even praised that fox one by one!
With a cold snort, he glanced sideways at Mrs. Wang, "A child is just a child, and the food made of corn noodles can be praised to the sky. If you don't know, you think it tastes like white flour steamed buns?"

The Wang family has a lot of land and little land, and the young men can eat it.

In a famine year, people can’t even eat enough. This year, the weather is good and the crops are bumper. It’s not bad to have corn to fill the stomach. How can we eat white flour steamed buns.

(End of this chapter)