Xiaofubao was pampered in the chronology

Chapter 176
"The fourth daughter-in-law sent it here." Zhang Guilan said after eating up a whole plum.

"The fourth daughter-in-law? Parsley? When? Why don't I know?"

Zhang Guilan laughed, "You slept all day, how would you know? Besides, Parsley only gave me plums, not you."

Zhao Fengzhu was very angry, "The fourth child's family took away more than 20 yuan from our family, why only give you plums and not me?"

"Why are you talking about it yourself? What was your attitude towards the couple yesterday? Xiangqin will only send you food if she has a brain problem."

"You...you all bully me!"

Zhang Guilan laughed, "Hey, how dare we bully you? I let you eat fish on the table last night, but you insisted on sneaking like a thief and hiding a bowl back in the house to eat with the fishbone stuck in it." Who is to blame?"

Zhao Fengzhu blushed suddenly, "I didn't talk about the fishbone."

"I don't care what you have to say?"

Zhang Guilan walked into the house with a bag of washed plums and raspberries, "The plums are sour, you boys eat, and the raspberries are for Jin Bao."

Su Jungen tugged on his mother's sleeve, "Mother, I want to eat plums too."

Zhao Fengzhu slept all day, and now she was so hungry that she couldn't help swallowing.

I thought about asking my sister-in-law to give me two, but thinking of her attitude just now, self-esteem defeated hunger.

"What kind of plums are you eating? You will eat taro at night, and mother will steam the taro for you."

Zhao Fengzhu dragged her son to the kitchen.

As soon as they walked outside the door, a strong noodle fragrance wafted out from the kitchen, causing both mother and son to take a deep breath involuntarily.

"Big brother?"

Unexpectedly, the person cooking the noodles in the kitchen was Su Daqiang, Zhao Fengzhu was stunned for a moment.

She didn't remember that Er Zhuang's brother could roll noodles.

Glancing into the pot, I saw flat and long noodles rolling in the pot, and there was an egg inside.

"Eggs?" Su Jun was almost drooling, "Mother, they are eating eggs again."

Zhao Fengzhu didn't expect that there were eggs in the noodles.

Brother and sister, what's the matter?I used to protect the eggs as if I was dying. I haven’t eaten an egg for several years. Why did I steam six eggs yesterday and boil them again today?
"The eggs are for Jin Bao, I only boiled one today..."

Seeing Zhao Fengzhu and her son staring at the noodles, Su Daqiang swallowed and said, "Sister and sister, I'm sorry, this noodles are also for Jin Bao."

"Brother, what do you mean? It's okay to say that the eggs are for Jinbao, but why are the noodles also for Jinbao? We haven't separated yet. My taro is for you to eat, and the flour you bought should also be for Jinbao." we eat."

After hearing what my mother said, Su Jungen said loudly from the side: "That's right! I want to eat noodles."

Just as Su Daqiang was about to explain, his mother came in from the door, "I heard you arguing here from afar."

Zhao Fengzhu is afraid of her mother-in-law.

Normally, she would not speak loudly to her mother-in-law, but these two days she was too aggrieved.

I didn't get a rabbit, I didn't get an egg, and I got stuck with a fishbone when I ate fish, which hurt all night.

The whole family ate noodles today, but she and her son couldn't share the noodles. This is simply bullying.

Unable to suppress the anger in her heart, she said loudly to her mother-in-law: "My family Jungen wants to eat noodles! Today, half of the pot of noodles must be given to my family."

Su Jungen imitated his mother's words, "If you don't give us noodles, just spit out all the sweet potatoes and taro that ate my family before."

Li Xiu'e had a serious face, "Look at the son you raised, what kind of things have you raised? You have no ambitions, and you only know how to make a fuss about ordering food..."

"Jun Gen is still just a child, what's wrong with wanting to fill his stomach? Mother, you are too biased. You used to favor Xiao Wu, but now that Jin Bao is here, you favor the two of them even more. Jun Gen is also your grandson!"

"Heh!" Li Xiu'e laughed mockingly, "What's wrong with my grandson? He's still your son. The son wants to eat noodles, but you mother figured out how to make it for him. What are you doing with me, an old woman? "

Zhang Guilan finished feeding Jin Bao the raspberries, and wanted to see if Gouzi Daddy had finished cooking the noodles. Just as she walked into the kitchen, she heard Zhao Fengzhu accusing her mother-in-law of being biased.

"Arguing about eating this and that all day long, you have to argue with the second child, no one owes you food."

Zhao Fengzhu counterattacked confidently: "Before the separation, our family ate equally, and you owe us this pot of noodles!"

"This noodle was made by Jinbao's godmother for Jinbao and Yao Hua. My father didn't buy it, so it doesn't make sense to share it with you." The person who spoke was a big dog.

He thought to himself that if the lard and monosodium glutamate were put in the kitchen, his second aunt would hide them again, so he followed her mother, wanting to help put away the monosodium glutamate lard in the kitchen and return it to Yao Hua.

Now hearing that the second aunt wanted half a pot of noodles, he blurted out the origin of the noodles.

Zhao Fengzhu was stunned for a long while.

Before, she thought that the noodles were rolled out from the flour that Su Daqiang bought from the supply and marketing agency, but she never expected that Jinbao's godmother made them.

"Jinbao godmother?"

Da Gouzi nodded, "Yes, why should the noodles made by Jinbao's godmother be shared between you and Jungen? Her godmother didn't eat your sweet potatoes."

His parents and grandma laughed after hearing this.

Zhao Fengzhu didn't believe it, "The noodles will go bad after two days if you don't eat them after rolling them out. How can they be stored for so long?"

"This is not hand-rolled noodles, but dried noodles. Yao Hua said that they can be stored for several months without spoiling."

"What are dried noodles?" Zhao Fengzhu had never heard of dried noodles, nor had anyone eaten them.

She has eaten hand-rolled noodles since she was a child.

Zhang Guilan was also very surprised when she first saw the dried noodles in the afternoon. After listening to Huahua's explanation for a long time, she didn't quite understand the method. She only knew that the noodles could be stored for a long time without spoiling after being hung to dry.

She didn't bother to explain to Zhao Fengzhu, "Anyway, Jinbao's godmother made the noodles. I asked Gouzi Daddy to cook them for Jinbao and Huahua. It has nothing to do with you."

"These noodles are only for Jinbao and Huahua? Don't your three dogs eat them?"

Da Gouzi shook his head and said, "My two younger brothers and I ate Huahua's biscuits and are no longer hungry."

When Su Jungen heard that they ate the biscuits, his eyes turned red, "Woooooo..."

He hugged his mother, "I didn't get eggs, candy, biscuits, or noodles."

"Why don't you call it Shangjungen when you eat biscuits? Is there anyone like you as an older brother?"

Unable to see her son being scolded, Zhang Guilan immediately turned back, "The biscuits belong to Huahua, and he can share them with whoever he wants. Who made your army not likable at all?"

"You...well, you all teamed up to bully our mother and son!"

Zhao Fengzhu took her son back to the room.

When Su Erzhuang returned home, she yelled at him, "I want to separate, and I will separate immediately. I don't want to live with your parents and brother anymore."

"What's the matter with you?"

"It's so bullying! I've never seen such a bully. I'm usually so naive and stupid. I give them all good things, but in the end? They don't give us any good things to eat."

Zhao Fengzhu covered her face and cried: "What kind of family is this? I don't have a family like them! After the separation, we should just keep away from each other for the rest of our lives!"

(End of this chapter)