The host of fast travel always wants to blacken

Chapter 3 Escape from the Mountain (3)

Yuan Yunke also had a big heart, and fell asleep very quickly in this environment.

In the dream, she seemed to have dreamed of many other familiar scenes, and saw many familiar people and things.But she was missing and couldn't see what she looked like, and she didn't know who she was.

In the dream, she comforted herself that she would just ask Mr. System next time.

When Yuan Yunke opened his eyes again, he saw a short, thin, dark, middle-aged woman looking at him angrily, and scolded in the voice of a shrew scraping the bottom of the pot: "I still don't get up, what time is it! I'm so hungry!" Let your brother see if your father beats you to death!"

The little black ugly kid behind her smiled proudly at him, "Mom, I'm hungry~"

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Wang Caixia reached out and grabbed her by the ear and lifted her out of bed, "Hurry up and work, the whole family is waiting for you, and you are ashamed to sleep in. You really think you are a young lady in the city!"

"Oh, it hurts me to death, what are you doing, I'm wearing shoes, slow down!"

What the old woman spoke seemed to be the dialect of a remote area in the central region. The strange thing was that he actually understood it and even spoke the dialect of this place.

Being chased and scolded into the simple kitchen, Yuan Yunke was dumbfounded—how could she know how to cook?

And this is nothing, just a few rotten leaves, what a fool...

Strange to say, when she touched those pots and pans, a familiar force surged out, causing her to immediately roll up her sleeves and start working.

According to Shi Xiaoduo's memory, she quickly lit the small stove and the big pot on fire, then took cornmeal and dried sweet potato slices to make a pot of porridge, put the aluminum pot on the small stove to heat and boil, and stirred it from time to time to prevent sticky pan.Put the pancakes of two ginseng on the curtain of the cauldron, and take seven eggs from the eggs under the bowl shelf and put them in the cauldron, and cover the pot.

Wash the wild vegetables in the basket quickly, put them on the cutting board and chop them up, and then take a green onion and chop them up, put them together in a bowl, add oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and mix them together to form a side dish for dinner.

He took a plate of pickled cucumbers from the pickle jar in the shed in the backyard, took it back to the kitchen, and put the small aluminum pot on the pot stand.

"Ouch!"

I forgot to use a rag to insulate from the heat, and it was really hot. My fingers were very red and painful.

It seemed that some scenes came to her mind again, and she couldn't help being in a trance.

Just when she was in a trance, the cauldron was already opened, making a gurgling sound.

She quickly opened the lid of the pot, but was lifted by the murderous heat again, and her hand hurt even more, it was so sour.

Pick out the pancakes and eggs, put them on a large plate, and hurriedly bring them to the wooden table in the yard.

After everything was put away, the clown kid just jumped over, grabbed a pancake and an egg with one hand, and was as happy as a fool, "This is mine!"

Yuan Yunke screamed, "Oh, you're so dirty, have you washed your hands?"

"You are the dirtiest, mother said, only women are the dirtiest, the worst, the dirtiest!"

To say some vicious and ignorant words innocently, it can be seen what kind of family education it is, and it is also conceivable what kind of family it is.

Yuan Yunke gritted his teeth and smiled: "Okay, okay, I am the most unlucky. Young master, you are so noble. If you have the guts, don't eat the food I cook!"

"I'll eat it, you're mad at me. Mom said you're here to serve me. If I don't eat it, who will eat it?" He took a bite of the pancake and shook the egg in his hand as if deliberately annoyed.

Damn boy!

Anger arises from the heart, and evil grows towards courage.

Yuan Yunke stretched out his hand and wanted to kick him down and give him a violent beating. At this moment, an urgent and pleasant voice suddenly sounded from behind, "Have you got the pickles?"

(End of this chapter)