Ma Xiaole nodded and said, "I understand, sister, I won't tell anyone except you!"
Ma Xiaofeng touched Ma Xiaole's head and said, "Be good!"
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Zhao Yun'er sent the tiger meat and bones to Mulan's house.
Mulan's man was tired from work, so he made wine with tiger bones, which was just in time for Zhu Erhu to drink.
She is even busier with three children. I need to make breakfast with Zhao Yun'er in the morning, make breakfast in the afternoon, and then I have to do laundry and cook.
Originally, Zhao Yun'er had a tiger at home, and she wanted to join in the fun, but unfortunately she couldn't get away, so she didn't go.
At this moment, Zhao Yuner actually brought tiger meat to her.
With such a close relationship with Zhao Yuner, Mulan was not polite. "Yun'er, thank you!"
"You're welcome! This tiger meat is good, so hurry up and eat it."
"Yeah, I understand, Yun'er!" Mulan responded, carrying the tiger meat into the kitchen.
Qi saw the tiger meat in Mulan's hand and knew it was a good thing. She also wanted to have a taste.
Mrs. Qi said, "Second brother and sister, you have to honor your mother with such a good thing and give it to her, right? She is not in good health! Tiger meat is a great supplement!"
Mulan was not very happy when Qi said this.
Those who didn't know better thought her sister-in-law was very filial, but in fact she was the one who usually bullied Mrs. Zhu, but now she seemed to be thinking more about Mrs. Zhu.
Mulan was not a fool, so she thought for a moment and said, "Sister-in-law, that's okay. I'll bring a bowl to my mother after I finish cooking it."
When Mrs. Qi heard this, she hurriedly said, "I don't need to trouble you anymore. Can't you just cut it off and give it to me? I'll burn it!"
"Sister-in-law, I don't want to bother you. I can just burn it at home."
"Oh, second brother and sister, I will come as soon as you tell me." Qi said eagerly, ready to snatch it directly from Mulan's hand.
Mulan took a step back, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing? Why bother you? I can just serve it to mother. Besides, your cooking skills are not good. If it doesn't taste good, it won't be a waste!"
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Mrs. Qi looked at Mulan angrily. She didn't expect Mulan to be so good at talking. She used to be suppressed by her at home.
Staring at the tiger meat in Mulan's hand, Mrs. Qi felt a little unwilling to give it to her, thinking that if she didn't give it to her, she wouldn't give it to her, so she could just steal it! Anyway, we share a kitchen.
Mulan prepared dinner neatly, served the whole family to eat, and then gave a small bowl of tiger meat to Mrs. Zhu.
There wasn't much wine at home. Mulan used half of the tiger bones that Zhao Yun'er sent over to soak in wine and the other half to stew soup. The stew of tiger bones tastes much better than pork bones.
Mrs. Zhu took the tiger meat and was reluctant to eat it herself, so she took it directly to Zhu Sanlu's house.
Her youngest son had lost his vitality that time and had been lying in bed recuperating. He couldn't even read. Tiger meat happens to be very nourishing, so it’s best to give it to him.
"Sanlu, come here, take a look, mom has brought you some delicious food!" Mrs. Zhu said with a smile.
Zhu Sanlu stood up from the bed, stretched out his nose and sniffed, and asked Mrs. Zhu, "Mom, what is this, meat? It smells so good, hurry up and bring it over for me to taste!"
Mrs. Zhu responded with a smile, sat in front of Zhu Sanlu's bed, handed over the bowl, and said, "Sanlu, this is no ordinary meat!"
Zhu Sanlu looked at Mrs. Zhu with a puzzled look, "Then what kind of meat is this? It's not cat meat, rat meat, right? I won't eat this."