"But… "
"If you keep talking too much, believe it or not, I will slap you again?" Qin Yuan scolded him sternly.
Zhao Ping'er trembled in fright and quickly stopped talking, "Brother Yuan... Why don't I just say it..."
Zhao Baoshan took a breath of dry smoke and said, "Don't worry, Ping'er girl won't be too late to go back! I asked your mother to cook now, and then go back after eating early."
You didn't come here on two legs, didn't you drive a donkey? Besides, it’s getting dark later and later, and it’s still a long time before it gets dark! "
After Zhao Baoshan finished speaking, Qin Yuan hurriedly responded from behind, "Yes, yes, yes, I am right, it's not too late!"
Zhao Ping'er was still resentful in her heart. How could she not know that Qin Yuan was reluctant to leave.
Zhao Ping'er felt extremely uncomfortable when she thought that Qin Yuan was still thinking about Zhao Xinhui.
How could a sister-in-law or a niece steal a man, and she wouldn't be afraid of being laughed at if she told her about it.
But her sister-in-law is shameless!
The more Zhao Ping'er thought about it, the angrier she became. If Zhao Xinhui really robbed her husband one day, she would definitely make a fuss and make Zhao Xinhui unable to live in the village from now on. What are all these things!
Huo Chunhua hurriedly catered to her and said, "Okay, okay, I'm going to cook. Now I'm going to get an old hen from the chicken coop to stew some soup.
If I want to look back, I have to buy some longan and brown sugar to stew for Hui'er girl. She has lost so much blood now and needs to be nursed back to health! "
"Go quickly!" Zhao Baoshan waved his hand and urged.
"Okay!" Huo Chunhua responded with a smile.
In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the chicken coop and caught a fat old hen.
After Zhao Wenshui saw it, he immediately became jealous.
His mother was really kind to his little sister. She just picked one of the chickens that the family had managed to raise to replenish Zhao Xinhui's health.
Thinking of the last time he just drank a bowl of chicken soup, Huo Chunhua caught him and scolded him, as if he had done something unjust.
Seeing Huo Chunhua shaking an old hen in his hand, Zhao Wenshui couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he thought of the delicious chicken soup.
Then he came up to Huo Chunhua and said to Huo Chunhua in a flattering tone.
"Mom, this old hen can stew a lot of soup. Can you give me a bowl of it when the time comes?"
Facing Zhao Wenshui's expectant eyes, Zhao Wenshui not only did not agree but gave Zhao Wenshui a lesson, "You are so delicious and difficult to make. I have never seen you so diligent in harvesting rapeseed before. You even asked your third and fourth brothers to help." Come on, you actually have the nerve to ask for chicken soup now! When it comes to food, no one is as active as you!"
Being scolded by Huo Chunhua in this way, Zhao Wenshui felt ashamed, but he continued to think about Huo Chunhua's chicken soup.
He hasn't eaten anything good since the banquet, and now his mouth just feels boring, and he really wants to eat something fishy.
Chicken soup is the best, with a layer of butter floating on top, which is fragrant and delicious.
Knowing that Huo Chunhua must have refused to give him chicken soup because she was reluctant, Zhao Wenshui hurriedly said, "Mom, I won't drink your chicken soup in vain. I'll pay you! Your son hasn't had anything good for a few days, so I'll give him one." Can you give me a bowl of chicken soup?"
Huo Chunhua rolled her eyes and said, "Okay, four cents a bowl!"
"Okay, okay, mother, I'll get it for you right now!" Zhao Wenshui said pitter-patter.