The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 388 When You Eat until You Vomit (Add More)

"But……"

Yang Xiuwu had to say something more, but he swallowed it under Du Xiaozhu's half-smile eyes.

Du Xiaozhu slowly raised the corners of his lips and asked, "But what?"

Yang Xiuwu hurriedly said with a smile on his face, "No, it's nothing, second sister-in-law, you go first, I'll go to my mother to get sweet potatoes."

After speaking, without waiting for Du Xiaozhu to say anything, he hurriedly retreated out.

I don't know how Yang Xiuwu told his mother, anyway, Widow Yang opened the cellar at such a high speed this time, she didn't go to the hall, and only helped Yang Xiuwu wash and grind the sweet potatoes.

Even Little Widow Yang was called out by her to help out. Fortunately, most of the yard of the Yang family was paved with stone slabs, otherwise it would be muddy if they did it like this.

Du Xiaozhu was sitting by the window, drawing sketches of the story while looking at the bustling people, but he smiled and said nothing.

It's rare for them to have such high passion, so why did she pour cold water on it.

If she rushes to talk about it, I'm afraid they will not only not appreciate her, but also complain. Anyway, they will be able to find out the problem at night, and they will naturally come to beg themselves.

Du Xiaozhu refilled a glass of water for himself with a smile, and continued to concentrate on his own work. In the afternoon, Xiaomei Yang ran over quite a few times, but left with a few simple words.

Usually, her mother was in front of her to help her watch, but from this afternoon she was alone, so she was busier than usual.

It's just that Du Xiaozhu covered her tightly, even after running a few times, she didn't know what Du Xiaozhu was doing.

It was getting late, Du Xiaozhu got up and moved his body, seeing that the three people were not busy, he thought maybe don't expect any of them to be able to cook dinner, and after work was off, he went into the kitchen with Yang Xiaomei.

Seeing that the oil and salt for cooking at noon was still on the stove, there was no need to bother to find Widow Yang, and she poured a pot of sweet potato dregs from Yang Xiuwu and the others, and asked Yang Xiaomei to pick a handful of green onions from the vegetable field outside the courtyard. Making sweet potato pancakes tonight.

After hearing this, Yang Xiaomei nodded without hesitation. The second sister-in-law cooks better than her mother, and she still remembers the taste of the sweet potato pancakes last time.

Seeing that several wooden barrels in the courtyard were filled with sweet potato slag, Yang Xiaomei's eyes lit up. There were so many, enough to feed the whole family for many days.

That taste, even if she eats it all at once, she won't get tired of it.

Du Xiaozhu turned around and saw that Yang Xiaomei hadn't gone out yet, staring at the sweet potato dregs in a daze, and she could tell what she was thinking by looking at her eyes, so she couldn't help but smiled and patted her on the shoulder and said, "Your third brother, I will be a fan in the future , are you afraid that you won’t have sweet potato pancakes?”

Du Xiaozhu looked at her like that, and there was one sentence that he didn't say out of his mouth. I'm afraid your mother will let you eat sweet potatoes to the point where you want to throw up when you see sweet potatoes.

Yang Xiaomei swallowed her saliva when she heard the words, thinking that what the second sister-in-law said was also true, she happily went out to pick the green onions.

Du Xiaozhu went back to the kitchen, washed the pot again, and when he was about to cook, Younger Sister Yang had already returned, so Du Xiaozhu sent him to light the fire and handle the spoon by himself.

In the evening, Du Xiaozhu deliberately made more dinner, almost half more than usual, and made a lot of pancakes. When Yang Xiuning came back, he asked everyone to have dinner.

Originally, when Xiaomei Yang saw that she had made so much for dinner, she reminded Du Xiaozhu that if her mother was left, she would definitely scold her.

But it wasn't long before it was brought to the table at night, the pot and bowl were clear, not to mention too much, seeing Yang Xiuning only ate two pancakes and one bowl of vegetable porridge, Du Xiaozhu knew that he was not full at all, and secretly regretted I did less by myself.

(End of this chapter)