After wearing the book, I became Shoufu's favorite

Chapter 117
The Xie family has a harmonious atmosphere, but the Song family is the complete opposite.

There was a large bowl of porridge on the table in the main room, and another bowl of steamed sweet potatoes. The Song family sat together, but Mrs. Song didn't come, and no one dared to move.

At this moment, Mrs. Song came out of Song Le's room, glanced at Li Yulan, "Go and steam an egg custard for Lele."

"Eh."

Li Yulan stood up and went to the kitchen.

Before he left the main room, he heard Song Yang's voice, "Mother, Lele is not a child anymore, she still eats egg custard."

Mrs. Song was still angry, but now she retorted directly and sharply, "My daughter needs your permission to eat egg custard?"

Song Yang was even angrier when he heard this.

"Mother, Yun Yun feeds all the chickens at home."

boom!
Mrs. Song slapped the table with her hand, and even her eyes became dark. Song Yang was a little frightened, but she had already accumulated too much dissatisfaction in her heart, "Mother, your granddaughter-in-law is in confinement, and she only eats one meal a day. Ton of eggs."

"Recently for Lele, how much money did the family lose?"

The old lady Song's chest heaved violently, and she was very angry at Song Yang's words. Song Le is her old daughter, and she instilled in Song Le everything she wanted but didn't get when she was a child.

Song Yang's son Song Dayong's daughter-in-law just gave birth to Mrs. Song's great-grandson some time ago, but she still can't eat eggs every day to replenish her body, but Song Le, who has caused so many troubles, can still eat eggs?
Eat farts.

The old lady Song was so angry at Song Yang's words, she looked at her eldest son, "Are you going to let her talk to me like this?!"

Boss Song paused for a moment and said, "Mother, Lele has been acting too nonsense recently."

If his girl was like this, he would have beaten her with a broom.

Mrs. Song rolled her eyes and almost fainted, "Okay, okay. I still want Lele to eat the egg custard today!"

After she finished speaking, she saw Li Yulan who was standing still at the door, picked up the chopsticks and threw them over——

"What are you doing standing up? Are you a door god? Why don't you hurry up to steam egg custard. Now my mother's words don't work anymore, right?"

Li Yulan dodged subconsciously, and then went to the kitchen in a little panic.

It's all her fault. I just went to listen to my sister-in-law.

at this time.

The closed door was pulled open.

Song Le stood at the door, her face darkened, her gloomy eyes swept over the people sitting there, especially when she fell on Song Yangshi.

Song Yang felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by this look, and always felt that something was wrong with Song Le recently.

What's the use of looking at her like that? !
She snorted coldly, picked up a piece of sweet potato and gnawed it, and said while eating, "It's good now, the food is getting worse every day, and I gave it to outsiders, it's cheaper for Song Mianmian's little hoof."

As he spoke, he glanced at Song Le from the corner of his eye, and it was very obvious that he pointed at Sang and scolded Huai.

Song Le looked at Song Yangshi with increasingly cold eyes, just wait.

"Okay, eating can't stop you!" The old lady Song glared at her again, and then Song Yang shut up. After all, the family hasn't been separated yet, and the old lady has the final say in this family.

The old lady Song greeted Song Le again, "Lele, come and eat as soon as you wake up, there will be egg custard in a while."

Song Le slammed the door shut.

the other side.

Song Mianmian and the others went to Qingshan County after breakfast, but she didn't go yesterday, so it was Yang Lixia who went.

Yang Lixia's morning sickness has eased up a lot recently, and she can finally do something.

As soon as he arrived in the store, a customer saw Song Mianmian and his eyes lit up, "Miss Song, you are here."

Because Xie Yuan called Song Mianmian his fiancée to the outside world, he didn't say anything about it in the store, and everyone called her Miss Song.

Song Mianmian greeted with a smile, "What do you want for breakfast this morning?"

"Sparse rib powder." The man was sitting, also talkative, "It's better if you make it."

Yang Lixia's movement of holding the powder froze, then silently withdrew his hand, Song Mianmian subconsciously glanced at her reaction, and smiled again: "Then how can it be, they all taste the same, as long as you like it."

The speaker has no intention, but she is afraid that the listener will.

Fortunately, the guest didn't say much, and started to eat after getting the noodles.

Song Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief.

But then Yang Lixia was a little restrained, not so comfortable at the beginning, as if worried that the guests would complain about her craftsmanship.

After all, the same thing, what she made was not as delicious as what Song Mianmian made.

She didn't understand the reason, but she followed Mian Mian's instructions every step of the way.

Although Xie Yingsheng was reticent, he was still careful. He quickly saw that something was wrong with Yang Lixia, so he leaned over to ask in his free time, "Xia, is there something wrong?"

He was very nervous.

Yang Lixia broke into a smile, "No, it's fine."

"Take a rest when you're tired, you can't be tired now." Xie Yingsheng said hastily again, he never agreed with his wife to come to the store, but Yang Lixia insisted on coming, he couldn't resist.

I have to agree.

"it is good."

Yang Lixia chose a place near the inside, seeing no one was there, Xie Yingsheng poured tea for his daughter-in-law graciously, "Come, drink some water."

Yang Lixia fumbled for the tea bowl, and couldn't help but look at Song Mianmian, with envy on his face, "Your brother and sister are really amazing."

Xie Yingsheng did not speak.

She added, "Much better than me."

Xie Yingsheng nodded, "My brother and sister are very good at cooking."

Yang Lixia: ...

She couldn't explain why, and she felt even more upset after hearing this.She glared at Xie Yingsheng angrily, "Hurry up and do something."

"Hey." Xie Ying agreed bluntly, without being annoyed, and got up to work with a smile.

Only then did Yang Lixia feel a little more at ease, Ah Sheng still treated her well, she was very satisfied with this.

She didn't sit idle, and began to deal with the dishes needed at noon for a while, and the restaurant was very busy.

It wasn't until near noon that the number of guests gradually decreased. Song Mianmian sat down beside Yang Lixia, took a big sip of water, "Oh."

Earning money is good, but it is also too tiring.

Especially when it's like this every day, she wants to rest and take a vacation.

The donkeys in the production team are not so tired.

Yang Lixia handed her a handkerchief, "Wipe off your sweat."

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Song Mianmian grinned, wiped the sweat off her forehead, and couldn't help but said, "The weather is getting hotter and hotter now."

Yang Lixia hummed, not very interested, "Mother also said to make summer shirts for you and your second brother."

She is a little envious, but at the same time she is a little proud. After all, her siblings are good at cooking, but they can't make clothes or shoes at all.

Speaking of this, Song Mianmian had a bitter face, "Since I gave my husband the purse, mother forbids me to touch sewing again."

She pierced more than a dozen holes in her hand, broke two needles, and wasted a lot of thread, which made the old lady feel bad.

Yang Lixia let out a chuckle, "That's right, mother's little thread was all caused by you."

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(End of this chapter)