The Peasant Wife Has a Space

Today is New Year's Eve, and Yang Shumin really wanted to make some dumplings for a few children.

I have flour and brown sugar at home, but not black sesame.

Originally, I thought about wrapping a few sugar-heart dumplings and eating them, but seeing that Zhao Xiulan had black sesame seeds, she said, "Sister Xiulan, how much do you have? Evenly."

"Of course it's enough, sister-in-law. If it's not enough, I won't be able to tell you this. I'll take the initiative to give it to you."

"That's fine, you give me a little, it doesn't matter if you have less, just make some dumplings for a few children to eat.

This young one must also have a young atmosphere. "

"Sure, I can give you half a catty. Wait for me, sister-in-law. I'll go back and get it now."

Yang Shumin nodded, "Okay, Sister Xiulan, then please."

Zhao Xiulan went back to the house, took out a catty of pork belly and half a catty of black sesame seeds from the space and sent it to Yang Shumin's house. After sending it to Yang Shumin, she went to Jiang's house.

The Jiang family's New Year's dinner was in the evening, so when Zhao Xiulan passed by, there was no one in the Jiang family.

The only young man present was Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping is now on winter vacation and just came back some time ago.

Knowing that Zhao Xiulan was going to work, Jiang Ping did not bother Zhao Xiulan in the past.

Now that I saw my sister-in-law after such a long time, Jiang Ping was so happy that he approached Zhao Xiulan and said, "Little sister-in-law, you have come, I haven't seen you for a long time, hey, I really miss you. "

Seeing that Jiang Ping was a big guy but looked like a child, Zhao Xiulan couldn't help laughing, "Aren't you afraid that your brother will hear what you say, and he will beat you to death when he gets jealous."

Jiang Ping thought for a moment, then shivered, and hurriedly said, "Little sister-in-law, you are right, my brother is a jealous jar, if he knew what I said, he would definitely beat me to death.

So you must never mention it to my brother, I don't want to eat his fist. "

"I'm joking with you, of course it's impossible to make a premise in front of your brother."

Hearing Zhao Xiulan say this, Jiang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a pleasing smile on his face, "Little sister-in-law, I knew you were the best."

Zhao Xiulan felt that Jiang Ping's kung fu was first-rate, and he would try to please her.

On the side, Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang were very happy to see Zhao Xiulan. After hearing the conversation between Zhao Xiulan and Jiang Ping, they jokingly said, "Jiang Ping, your child is really interesting, and I didn't see you when I saw the rest of the family. So happy."

Jiang Ping laughed, "Grandpa and grandma, of course. Can the rest of our family be compared with my sister-in-law?

Who in our family cooks as delicious food as my sister-in-law?

You don't know, I almost want to die for the food made by my sister-in-law! "

After Jiang Ping finished speaking, he couldn't help swallowing in his stomach.

Compared with the food in the school cafeteria, the food made by my sister-in-law should not be too delicious, just thinking about it makes me greedy!

Seeing Jiang Ping's virtuous behavior, Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang understood, this kid is a glutton, thinking about Zhao Xiulan's cooking skills.

"You stinky boy, why don't you just ask your sister-in-law to cook you a delicious meal? As for such a roundabout talk?" Old Man Jiang joked.

"Grandpa, how embarrassed? How can I trouble the little sister-in-law directly!" Jiang Ping scratched his head "shyly".