"That's it, I'll go to the town to buy some food and drink, and let them have a good taste!"
"Our family, Cher, is now the chef of the restaurant in town. Whoever can taste your craftsmanship is really lucky!"
“…”
Han Yingxue found that her mother was becoming more and more shameless, so she didn't need to praise her daughter like that.
…
"Girl Mei, go and boil a pot of hot water, your sister-in-law wants to take a bath!" Mrs. Han instructed in a loud voice.
"Oh……"
Han Yingmei entered the kitchen reluctantly, and she knew that when her mother called her back, it was definitely not a good thing, and she had to work as soon as she came back.
But on weekdays, she can help with cooking, so why is it her turn to boil water?
There were so many mosquitoes in the kitchen that Han Yingmei was bitten by several large bags before she burned for a while.
"Mother, why isn't the water good yet? I feel sick to death!" Han Caiying's body twisted and she said rather unhappily.
Today, she has driven a lot of road, so she is sweating, and now she is very sticky.
"Yingzi, wait for your mother for a while, and she will go and urge her!" Mrs. Han said softly.
"Ok……"
Mrs. Han got into the kitchen and saw Han Yingmei who lowered her head and patted the mosquitoes.
"I said girl Mei, your sister-in-law is waiting for the water to take a bath, what's the ink on you slowly!" Mrs. Han scolded angrily.
"I..." Can't I fight a mosquito?
Han Yingmei rolled her eyes, but she didn't dare to say it.
Han Yingmei added a few torches, and the water in the pot finally boiled.
"Milk, my hot water is ready!" Han Yingmei called out.
"Bring a wooden bucket and a bucket of water to your sister-in-law's room!" Madam Han ordered.
What, when the water is boiled, let her deliver it?
Her sister-in-law is going to take a bath, why didn't she bring water? No hands or no feet?
“…”
Han Yingmei carried a bucket of water unhappy in her heart and gave it to Han Caiying.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Han Caiying lying on the bed humming.
Han Yingmei looked at the little aunt lying on the bed in a daze, seeing that she had taken off half of her pants, put her hands under her, and snorted non-stop while inserting herself into the hole under her.
Han Yingmei blushed as soon as she heard the voice.
What is her aunt doing?
Does it hurt to put your hand in the hole below?
Thinking about this picture, Han Yingmei felt...
"Little aunt, I brought you water!" Han Yingmei thought about it for a long time, not sure if she should disturb her aunt. But if she doesn't speak, her sister-in-law doesn't know, it will be annoying to ask her to cook a pot when the water gets cold. After all, there are many mosquitoes in the kitchen at night, and she doesn't want to feed them.
When Han Caiying saw someone entered the room, she immediately pulled her hand out of her hole, put on her pants, and scolded angrily, "You bastard, you don't even know how to knock when you enter the room?"
"I..." Han Yingmei felt a little aggrieved. She helped to boil the water and brought it over. It was a thankless task, but now she just forgot to knock on the door, and her sister-in-law even scolded her.
It's not at someone else's house, at home on weekdays, don't you always knock on the door when you enter?
"Why are you still standing? I'm going to take a shower, so don't you go out soon! Damn girl, look back and I won't take care of you!"
"O..." Han Yingmei went out with a sullen face, closing the door behind her.