The Peasant Wife Has a Space

"Sister, don't talk about me, don't you want to be greedy?

You don't like to eat Zhang Ma's fried meatballs? "

"Then I won't be like you. Ma Zhang hasn't been bombed yet, so you're here to watch."

"Sister, it's not that you are greedy for this fragrance, nor do you blame me!"

Ma Zhang knew that Jiang Ping was guarding outside the kitchen, waiting for a bite of meatballs.

So after frying the first pot, Zhang Ma immediately brought out a bowl and handed it to Jiang Pingdao, "Jiang Ping, this is the freshly fried meatballs, I'll get some for you to eat first.

But be careful, the freshly fried meatballs are a little hot. "

Jiang Ping took the meatballs and said, "Thank you Ma Zhang!"

It's still that Zhang's mother is considerate and will feel distressed. Knowing that he likes to eat, she will bring it to him immediately after frying it.

After taking the meatballs, Jiang Ping did not eat them immediately, but handed them to Zhao Xiulan first, and said with Zhao Xiulan, "Little sister-in-law, the meatballs made by Zhang's mother are delicious, you should try one first. Keep it safe after you eat it. It's also delicious!"

Jiang Shufen saw that Jiang Ping, such a gluttonous person, did not eat the meatballs immediately after getting the meatballs, but shared it with Zhao Xiulan first. She nodded with great satisfaction, patted Jiang Ping's shoulder and sighed, "You brat is getting more and more serious recently. After I have grown, I actually know that I am distressed and let your little sister-in-law, not bad, not bad, I can teach you."

Jiang Ping said with a hot face, "The little sister-in-law is so kind to me, I must let the little sister-in-law eat first."

Jiang Shufen raised her eyebrows and asked, "I didn't see you asking me to eat. What do you mean by that, your little sister-in-law treats you better than me?"

Jiang Ping replied without hesitation, "That's natural, sister, how can you compare with the little sister-in-law?

How good is my sister-in-law to me? Neither you nor my brother are good enough for me, but one tenth of what my sister-in-law is to me. "

Jiang Ping sighed from the bottom of his heart. Usually, his older brothers and sisters only bully him, and only his sister-in-law will love him and cook him his favorite meals.

So Jiang Ping was completely bought by Zhao Xiulan now, thinking that Zhao Xiulan was the best for him.

Jiang Shufen also said, "Yes, I also think that you and your brother are not as good as your little sister-in-law. I didn't expect our sister and brother to think surprisingly the same in this regard."

Zhao Xiulan was amused by the sister and brother Jiang Shufen and Jiang Ping.

It's really fun to bicker with each other like that.

Jiang Ping pointed to the meatballs in the bowl again, and said with Zhao Xiulan, "Little sister-in-law, stop laughing, and try the meatballs quickly."

According to Jiang Ping's words, Zhao Xiulan took a meatball and ate it in her mouth after blowing it cold. She also felt that the meatball was really delicious.

Fragrant and crunchy, it tastes the best right out of the pan.

It's just that the meat inside is a little lighter. If you put more meat, it is estimated that the taste will be better.

"Little sister-in-law, how is it? Isn't it delicious?"

Zhao Xiulan nodded, "Well, it's delicious, Zhang Ma's craftsmanship is good."

"Haha, this is Zhang's unique secret recipe, and no one else can do it."

"So that's the case, I have to go back to Zhang's mother for advice and learn this craft."

Several people were talking and laughing, one day passed quickly, and the next day was New Year's Eve.

Early in the morning, Zhao Xiulan took the Spring Festival couplets that Mr. Jiang had written for her, and planned to take them to the new house and put them up there.

"Xiulan, are you going to post Spring Festival couplets at your new house?" Jiang Shufen asked.

"Yeah, sister, what's wrong?"

"It just so happens that I'm fine now, let's go with you."