I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Aunt Fang lowered her head nervously, feeling a little embarrassed to see others.

Jiang Anning was surprised.

She really hadn't thought about having sex or anything like that.

Knowing people but not their hearts, she really didn't dare to trust people anymore.

However, this idea still caused some ripples in her heart.

"Aunt Fang's words speak to my heart."

Jiang Anning looked at Aunt Fang's uncomfortable look and smiled openly, giving her affirmation: "I also think that in this life, living comfortably is the most important thing."

"What others say or do is their freedom."

"What kind of life I live is like a fish drinking water. I know whether I am warm or cold. How can others still know whether my life is comfortable or not?"

Seeing that Jiang Anning didn't seem to mind her presumptuous suggestion, Aunt Fang breathed a sigh of relief, quickly raised a smile and echoed, "That's exactly what you said!"

She was cheerful and looked particularly kind: "How can I put it another way, you are amazing! At such a young age, you can see much more clearly than us who are nearly half a century old."

Jiang Anning smiled and said nothing more.

Aunt Fang also realized what was going on and changed the topic.

"... Sui Ran's hands are so skillful. Not only does he make fried meatballs well, but he also cooks stewed braised pork well. And that big elbow, hey, the stew fills the kitchen with so much fragrance. The meat is so delicious. It's so cute! Just poke it with your chopsticks and the bones will fall off. It's really strange to look at!"

She shared what happened in the kitchen with others and praised Sui Ran for everything.

"Sui Ran also sewed something by himself, a bag of spices, and put it in the pot to stew with the meat. The soup was salty and fragrant, but it was not full of crumbs and dregs of the stewed meat, floating in the pot. It’s everywhere, and it’s uncomfortable to look at it.”

Jiang Anning blinked in admiration: "Why is Sister-in-law Guicheng so powerful?"

"Isn't it?"

Aunt Fang: "In the past, I only saw her whispering and greeting everyone in a friendly manner, but I didn't expect that she is so powerful in private!"

Jiang Anning blinked aside, looking very willing to hear the details.

Aunt Fang felt very satisfied and was even more enthusiastic about sharing.

"Her little bag of spices was sewn very delicately, and she even had a bamboo leaf embroidered on top."

Aunt Fang: "We old aunts laughed at her at first. If we put this thing in a pot and cook it again, how can we still get a good one? We must have lost sight of it. That's not pure. Is it purely blind?"

Jiang Anning didn't think so, but she still nodded slightly to show that she didn't object to Aunt Fang's idea.

"In the end, what do you think Sui Ran said?" Aunt Fang paused deliberately and let it slip.

Jiang Anning was also happy to join in and cheered: "What did you say?"

"She said, this thing is just for use. As long as it's valuable, what does it matter if it's dirty or rotten?"

Aunt Fang happily told Jiang Anning the matter as if it was just gossip: "In addition to those who embroider bamboo leaves, there are also those who embroider flower petals, which are said to be used to distinguish the spices used in different meats."

"Oh, this is really enviable to all of us. We all think about how many times the Guicheng family eats meat a year!"

"Only after asking about it, I found out that after Guicheng harvested the autumn harvest, whenever he had free time, he would always go into the woods to look for things. From time to time, he would actually catch pheasants, rabbits and the like. It shows that he is a person who knows how to live a good life. Knowing that he loves his wife, Sui Ran marries him, it’s really not a loss!”

Aunt Fang's words were full of envy.

Jiang Anning smiled and said very flatteringly: "Uncle Genshan is also very good to you. Even those of us who are juniors envy you. I only hope that when I get to your age, you can still be like this." We treat each other as if we were newlyweds, treating each other as if they were guests."

Aunt Fang blushed.

She said angrily: "You kid, you are really..."

He even made fun of her.

Aunt Fang thought for a moment about her man, and she really had nothing to complain about. He had been considerate and obedient to her for decades, and he usually coaxed her into doing anything.

The more she thought about it, the more she blushed. Thinking that Jiang Anning, a junior, was still here, she became more and more embarrassed.

Hey, really, you are so old, what are you thinking about?

How embarrassing it is in front of your children!
Aunt Fang felt disgusted with herself and started chatting about Sui Ran again.

"The hands are really skillful. The bamboo leaf embroidery looks like a bamboo leaf has been glued to it."

She clicked her tongue and said curiously: "We people usually sew and mend clothes and make clothes and quilts, but we are still relatively good at it and can make do with it."

"But if you want to embroider a flower on top, Duo'er, you are really clumsy and embarrassed."

After saying that, she realized something was wrong and quickly changed her words: "Of course, compared to you, it's definitely not as good as that."

Aunt Fang gave the person a thumbs up: "This is you."

Jiang Anning felt the flattery, smiled and remained silent.

She doesn't really like to flatter and step on others.

But it was the embroidered cloth bag that Aunt Fang mentioned that intrigued her.

I really didn't know that Sui Ran would be such a wonderful person.

The two of them walked to the kitchen without saying a few more words.

The children who came over smelling the smell at the door of the kitchen just got fried meatballs the size of fingernails each, and ran away happily.

One of them was running so fast that he almost hit someone.

Aunt Fang made a fierce face: "You are a little brat, you don't know how to look at me in the street, you will cry for the rest of your life if you turn around and break your face!"

The child who was scolded shrank his neck, and when he saw Jiang Anning smiling slightly at the side, he became bolder again, hummed slightly angrily, and ran away in a hurry.

Aunt Fang said 'hey': "This little bastard knows how to watch people's dishes!"

She turned her head and glanced at Jiang Anning, who was smiling and amiable like a Bodhisattva, and couldn't help sighing: "It's just that these naughty guys have a good eye. They know that you are the loudest person today, and they dare to talk to you even if you don't get angry. I made a face."

Jiang Anning's smile became more genuine.

"Children are always more lively." She sighed from the bottom of her heart.

Aunt Fang nodded repeatedly: "That's it, that's it."

She opened her mouth, but hesitated several times, but in the end she didn't say what she shouldn't have said.

In fact, she felt that although the women in the village were a bit nosy, some of the things they said were really right.

If you really don't have two or three children while you are young, and when you are old and old, you don't even have a caring person around you to support you, how can you regret it?

But when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back wisely.

That's all, after all, it's other people's business. She doesn't have to hurt her feelings by saying those annoying things, and let her live her life as she likes.

Good or bad, it's your choice.

Aunt Fang persuaded herself over and over in her mind, and she really let go of her "helping others". She quickly adjusted her mood and chatted happily with others, and she seemed to be harmonious and cheerful. .

"Peace is coming!"

Sui Ran wiped his apron with his hands and saw Jiang Anning at a glance: "I'm waiting for you. Come in quickly. Come in quickly. Try the crispy pork that's just come out of the pot. See if it tastes good to you."

"It smells good."

With a smile on her lips, Jiang Anning stepped forward and picked up a small piece of crispy meat that Sui Ran handed over.

The rich pepper flavor bursts out and fills the entire mouth as the crispy meat is torn open in the mouth.

Jiang Anning was caught off guard and choked, coughed twice, and her eyes were slightly red.

Once you get used to the taste, it becomes more and more delicious the more you eat it, it's very addictive. "How about it?"

Sui Ran looked at the person quite nervously, and unconsciously wiped his hands on the skirt cloth with some embarrassment.

Jiang Anning nodded repeatedly: "It's delicious! Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, crispy but not burnt, the meat is full of flavor and juicy, and the peppercorn flavor doesn't overwhelm the aroma of the fried pork itself. I like it so much!"

The people next to him immediately laughed and started to praise: "I said An Ning is amazing. Look at what he said. He is very knowledgeable. He sounds no worse than those old scholars. After all, he has gone out and seen the world. He is better than us. These old farmers are much stronger.”

"Isn't it? If it were me, once I eat it, I would say it's so delicious! That's great, I'll add another one, it's so delicious..."

Listening to everyone's increasingly outrageous compliments, Jiang Anning moved the corners of her mouth speechlessly. She really didn't understand what happened in such a short time.

Why do you feel like these people have changed as different people?

Sui Ran looked at her confused face and blank eyes. He chuckled secretly, pulled her sleeves and went aside to whisper in her ears: "They suddenly have an epiphany and want to ask you to go back and be their daughter-in-law!"

"what?"

Jiang Anning was stunned on the spot, unable to digest this information for a long time.

I just advised her to marry Jiang Wei as soon as possible, so as not to regret it when she gets older and have to marry a business woman...

Why did it take less than a while for everyone to change their minds and want to take her back to their home?
Sui Ran looked at the ignorant and innocent look, and sighed helplessly: "Just don't pay attention to them, they are all confused."

Everyone looked down upon Zhao Hai's family for eating Jiang Anning's money and sucking blood to support themselves, and they all hoped that Jiang Anning would become dim-sighted, and her head would be so dizzy that she could turn around and look like Just like how my grandma nurtures the Zhao family, my grandma nurtures my own family.

Isn't it just that I can't keep my mind clear?

Jiang Anning thought about it slowly and figured out the source of the change in these people's attitudes.

She chuckled and winked at Sui Ran.

But it made Sui Ran inexplicable trouble.

"What's wrong?"

She raised her hand and touched her face unconsciously. The first thing she suspected was that there was paste on her face when frying the crispy pork.

Jiang Anning shook her head: "I just feel that my sister-in-law is right."

She is neither smart nor really stupid.

It's just that he is a little stupid, and he always makes assumptions about others with the greatest kindness.

"I didn't say anything."

Sui Ran gave her an angry look: "Don't go back and provoke others and complain to me."

Jiang Anning chuckled softly and got a little closer: "Sister-in-law Guicheng, please rest assured. Although I am not really related to the Jiang family, I still have the same surname, and I sincerely regard us as ours." They are really relatives."

She is not a local and has no blood relationship with the Jiang family in Ruian Town. Even if she does get married, there is nothing wrong with her.

But she said this, if you want to talk about relatives with others and treat yourself as a native, it will be impossible to get married.

Sui Ran understood and sneered: "Slippery!"

Jiang Anning accepted it honestly and took it as a compliment.

"I heard from Aunt Fang that Sister-in-law Guicheng is so ingenious that even the spice bags for cooking meat are embroidered with different flowers and leaves, which is so exquisite."

Sui Ran snorted, with a hint of humility and arrogance: "Just listen to them coaxing you, it's just a little trick to save trouble, it's not so sophisticated."

"Let me see?"

Jiang Anning was very curious about the spice bag made by Sui Ran.

Sui Ran pointed to the bamboo fence on the side, on which were placed several small cloth bags filled with rich soup.

The bamboo leaves on the cloth bag are indeed delicate and fresh, as if a bamboo leaf has really fallen there.

On the other hand, the petals and water patterns are much inferior, looking rigid and lacking in aura.

"Sister-in-law Guicheng's bamboo leaf embroidery is really good."

What Aunt Fang said before was not an exaggeration at all.

Really like the real thing.

Sui Ran snorted: "I only know how to embroider a leaf, so it's useless."

As she spoke, she sighed softly as if remembering something sad.

"I'm afraid you might hate me. I learned this technique of embroidering bamboo leaves from a secret teacher. It turned out that there was an older embroiderer living next to my parents' house. She embroidered with her skills as if she knew some immortal magic. It doesn’t look like anything, but it’s very powerful.”

Sui Ran lowered his head and looked slightly embarrassed: "Before I left the palace, I would often sneak into her yard to play. She was a very fierce person. When she saw children coming to the door, she would always kick them out with a straight face. I was scolded by her a lot."

"But she's also strange. Sometimes, maybe she's in a good mood, but she'll be nice to her. Not only will she give me candy, but she'll also teach me how to perform trocars."

"Later, I often went to watch her doing embroidery work, and I came back with some basic knowledge."

Sui Ran was embarrassed: "But I am indeed stupid."

They are obviously embroidered using the same technique, but the finished product is always the same as the one in the sky or the other on the earth, and there is no comparison.

As she spoke, she couldn't help but look at Jiang Anning, but hesitated to speak.

After Zhang's boasting, everyone in the village knew that Jiang Anning made a fortune selling embroidery.

She wanted to ask someone for some tips, and to take on more embroidery jobs in the future, so that she could earn a few copper coins and supplement her family's income.

But before he spoke, his mind cleared up.

Since ancient times, there has been a taboo against teaching apprentices to starve to death. How can someone just teach her how to make a living and earn a living? If she asked, she would probably make things difficult for her.

As if unaware of the person's entanglement, Jiang Anning picked up a spice bag, opened it and took a look. It contained mostly leaves and skins of plants.

"Why would Sister-in-law Guicheng think of putting these things together to stew meat?"

what?
Sui Ran was surprised when he heard someone suddenly change the topic, and then felt disappointed.

It seemed that her worries were right.

I think An Ning was aware of her intentions, and didn't want to wait until she really lost her temper and asked, causing embarrassment, so she changed the subject in an understanding way.

Sui Ran was lost for a while, but quickly adjusted his mood, smiled again, and explained the uses of these leaf peels in detail.

Jiang Anning looked taught.

Then he picked up another small bag embroidered with petals, pointed at the embroidery thread that had been stained by the stewed broth, and said: "The petals look bloated. The main reason is that the layer changes have not been grasped well..."

She pointed out the deficiencies in people's skills one by one and gave her own suggestions.

Sui Ran blinked his eyes, full of disbelief.

God, did she think something dirty just now?

In fact, An Ning is obviously very generous...

Seemingly sensing the person's confusion and discomfort, Jiang Anning pointed to the cloth bag in her hand: "Sister-in-law Guicheng just taught me how to match the spices for this stew, so we should be polite."

Sui Ran was quite moved: "A few worthless little tricks..."

How is it worth exchanging advice that is enough to make a living?

The old illness has relapsed, and the pain has made my brain a little hard to use.

I feel like the conversation at the end is a little bit off, and I can’t quite make it right. I’ll think about it again tomorrow when my head is clearer. Good night^_^