The second aunt of the Han family, Mrs. Liu, walked past the old house with some cabbage from the vegetable field.
The fish soup made by Han Yingxue has a strong fragrance.
Han Yingxue opened the pot and saw that the fish soup had turned into a milky white color, and put some salt in it. After stirring evenly, cover the pot again, so that Han Yingwen can turn off the fire.
Mr. Liu stretched his neck and smelled it, swallowed in his stomach, and was a little puzzled, what kind of good food is this old fourth family eating?
Looking for this fragrance, Liu Shi couldn't help walking to Han Yingxue's house.
When I got to the kitchen, I saw several siblings gathered around the stove.
"Silly girl, what are you doing?" Mr. Liu stretched his neck and wanted to look into the pot, but was blocked by Han Yingxue.
"Nothing!" Han Yingxue said coldly.
"How could it be nothing, I smell delicious!" Liu continued to watch with a greedy expression.
"If it's fragrant, you should smell it a few more times, Second Aunt, and get out of here when you smell it." Han Yingxue said unceremoniously.
"Hey... I said, how do you talk to your elders?" After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves angrily, ready to fight with Han Yingxue. But when he thought of Han Yingxue's powerful appearance before, he couldn't help shrinking his hand.
pouted with some dissatisfaction, "I said stupid, you can't eat good things alone, should you give some to your uncle, aunt and grandmother?"
Han Yingxue sneered inwardly, not knowing where Liu's thick skin came from.
Why send good things to the old Han family? They had planned to sell her younger siblings before.
Liu Shi saw Han Yingxue's cold face, but still muttered unwillingly: "Even if you don't give some to your uncle and aunt, let's give some to your grandma."
As long as it is sent out, I am not afraid of not having her share. Liu Shi has made an abacus.
Smelling the aroma of the pot, guess what must be delicious.
The old Han family has a large population, and they usually have rough meals, and there is no oil or water in the dishes. Occasionally eat something good, so many mouths, one mouthful, no more.