Space peasant girl: madly criticizing Xianggong for being weak and bullying

Chapter 82 Who do you choose
As a cook, it is a disrespect to food not to be hungry, but it is a disrespect to money not to waste food. Xiaoxiao has a serious expression and a firm expression.

Rong Yan's first reaction was to refuse, but when he looked up and saw her "anticipating" eyes, he was not willing to refuse.

Forget it, a girl has a thin skin, if she refuses in public, it will embarrass her.

Seeing him put the egg into the bowl, Xiaoxiao, who was planning to continue her lobbying next time, smiled and lowered her head to eat the noodles.

The soup made by the noodle stall owner is mediocre, but the noodles are kneaded so hard that the teeth will break as soon as they bite, but they are not sticky and soft.

Yun also found out that the master ate up all the ordinary noodles today, including the eggs.

Naturally, they would not continue to set up stalls in the afternoon, and several people returned together. When they were about to get home, the three brothers and sisters bid farewell to the neighbors, each looked at each other, looked up at the sky, and began to adjust their emotions.

So when they got home, what Ning Fengnian and his wife saw were three angry little faces of different degrees, and they were taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Xiaoxiao finished the matter quickly, and Ning Fengnian's face turned dark immediately: "How could the second brother do such a thing!"

After finishing speaking, she put down the half-woven bamboo basket and planned to go to the old house to find Second Uncle Ning to settle the score, but just as she lifted her foot, she was held back by her daughter.

"Father, don't go. It's useless to go. My second uncle has already said that the bamboo shoots were made by Nai himself. It has nothing to do with us. If we come to the door rashly, it will be hard to say, maybe he will hold us accountable." Stealing 'things."

What a nonsense!They watched Xiaoxiao make the sour bamboo shoots by herself. Besides, who in the family doesn't know about her daughter's talent in cooking?
Xiaoxiao sighed: "No matter how the old house makes sour bamboo shoots, grandma must have agreed to the second uncle's sale of bamboo shoots now."

Ning Fengnian paused, his complexion gradually dimmed: "It's useless if it's dad..."

Xiaoxiao has heard these words countless times, but when she looked at the bamboo weaves piled up in the yard that are much more delicate than other houses, and thought about the neat seedlings in the field at home, she couldn't help shaking her head and sighing: "Father, the old house took advantage of it." What, my daughter doesn't care."

"But my daughter wants to ask you a question. Suppose one day, you have to choose between the old house and our own family. Who would you choose?"

Ning Fengnian was stunned in place, but from today onwards, he never took care of the seedling fields of the old house.

The old house was naturally quite critical of this, especially Mrs. Ning, after yelling at "the boss is ungrateful" as usual, she finally remembered what she had done, and shut her mouth without saying anything.

Looking at her son, she became more and more satisfied: "It's still my son who knows how to do business, and he took over ten large deals in one fell swoop, and now it's an income of more than 1000 yuan. If he can make money like this every month , isn’t our family going to be a rich man soon?”

Second Uncle Ning especially looked down on his mother's appearance that had never seen the world. It took only a tael of silver to make her happy like this. She was useless, rubbing her sore waist, and scolded Second Aunt Ning. He said: "You stupid bitch, take it easy, it hurts me to death!"

Old Madam Ning also scolded: "That's right, you are clumsy, what else do you order besides eating, drinking and messing around all day long? The woman in the big room can still tease her with her poor embroidery work, how about you?"

Second Aunt Ning was wronged. The head of the family didn't know what happened after he came back from the county. He fell all the way and twisted his waist. The mother-in-law asked him to rub it with medicinal wine. Isn't it necessary to work hard to rub the medicinal oil!
But she also remembered what her mother-in-law said just now. She also knew about the embroidery work of the elder sister-in-law. I have found big customers, but I also hide that I don’t want to share with my sisters who usually do embroidery work together. It can be seen that he is stingy.

Everyone knew that the woman was greedy for the copper coins that she couldn't earn, but she was really envious. I heard that sister-in-law's embroidery can sell for twenty yuan a piece!

After a few turns in her heart, Second Aunt Ning wiped off the medicinal oil on her clothes casually, and went to the big room secretly.

(End of this chapter)