A wicked woman from a peasant family, spoiled by a rough man from the mountains.

After hearing this, Mrs. Liu sighed in her heart, her daughter knew so much.

Then she realized another question, where did her daughter learn these things?

"Daughter, how do you know these things?" Ms. Liu couldn't help but asked curiously.

Lin Xia: Oh no, I forgot about this.

How would she explain it?

Should she still use her lame excuse before?

I almost don’t believe that excuse anymore.

Lin Xia thought there for a while, thinking about how to explain to Mrs. Liu.

Then he hesitated and said, "Mom, I...I thought Chengze was dead on the battlefield before. I am a woman with two children. Without anyone's help, I simply don't want to live a good life." Who would have thought that when I was done thinking about it, Chengze entrusted me with a dream, and he gave me a lot of things in the dream. When I learned these things, he actually came back."

After finishing speaking, Lin Xia didn't dare to look at Mrs. Liu, for fear that she would feel something was wrong, so she couldn't help but sigh again.

However, these actions of hers made Mrs. Liu feel distressed. She thought her daughter was embarrassed to tell her something that she couldn't think of at the time, so she hesitated.

The sigh seemed to her like she was lamenting why she was so confused in the past days.

Mrs. Liu's tears suddenly flowed down in dissatisfaction, "My daughter blames my mother and me. If I had come to find you earlier, you wouldn't have had such a hard life, raising two children by yourself." .”

Although they don't have much food at home, they can still feed their two children if they save a little bit.

We worked hard together, but it was better for her to take care of the two children alone.

The more Mrs. Liu thought about it, the more she felt that her daughter had been wronged, but luckily, all the hardships were over now.

When Lin Xia heard what she said, she raised her head and looked at Liu in surprise.

She knew that her mother had misunderstood, but it was better to have a misunderstanding than to notice that something was wrong.

Lin Xia stood up and patted her back, "Mom, don't be sad, don't you think I'm doing well now? Maybe God can't stand it, so he taught me a lot from dreams!"

Ms. Liu quickly wiped her tears and nodded, "Yes, my daughter, this is all your blessing. God also wants you to live well. Do you think it will be fine now? Chengze is back too."

Seeing that her daughter is living a good life now, Mrs. Liu is also happy for her.

Lin Xia never thought that anyone would believe her lame excuse before.

After a while, neither of them mentioned the issue again and quickly changed the topic.

In this afternoon, Mrs. Liu has almost become very familiar with making pancakes.

Lin Xia was relieved now. After she returned home, Mrs. Liu could make cakes by herself.

"Daughter, what do you think of the cake I baked?" Ms. Liu asked with satisfaction as she looked at the cake she took out, thinking that her daughter would praise herself quickly.

Lin Xia pinched it and tasted it, "Yeah, not bad! Not bad! Mom, your learning ability is too strong, you learned it in one afternoon."

Mrs. Liu was a little embarrassed by what her daughter said, thinking that she just had to do a lot of work, so she could learn faster.

"Oh, let's quickly let Qinghe give Ning Ning and the others a taste." Mrs. Liu quickly changed the subject, thinking of giving them a taste of the disease.

Lin Xia waved to them, and the little guys ran over immediately.

"Mom, grandma." The two people called someone first, and then looked at the things they took out.

Lin Xia placed the cake in front of them, "Come and have a taste, this is the cake that grandma just made."

The two of them took a big piece of it, blew on it and started eating.

But the pancakes just made are delicious.

"Qinghe, Ningning, how do you like this cake made by grandma?" She just wanted to let more people try it and comment on the differences between her and Lin Xia's craftsmanship, so that she could quickly correct it.

After Ning Ning took a big bite, she looked up at her grandmother and said, "Grandma, the cakes you make are delicious. They are as delicious as the cakes made by my mother."

Sure enough, Ning Ning is a Duan Shui master!

Lin Xia had already guessed what this smart guy would say.

For Qinghe, he doesn't seem to be as interested in what he eats as Ningning, so the taste should be similar.

"Grandma's cake is delicious." Qinghe said lightly.

When Mrs. Liu saw them all saying this, she felt relieved.

Lin Dong came out at this time and took a piece.

Lin Xia glanced at his younger brother, wondering what the boy would say soon.

Unexpectedly, Lin Dong took a few bites and looked at his mother, "Mom, the cake you made is not bad. It just doesn't taste like my sister."

Lin Xia:......

This straight man!

Sure enough, Mrs. Liu panicked immediately after hearing this. She grabbed Lin Dong and asked what was different.

Lin Dong thought his mother was going to beat them up and ran away.

"Mom, what are you doing? I'm so old, and you still hit people. That's right, but you guys just don't taste good." Li Dong ran out for a few steps and started to mutter.

"You brat, who wants to hit you? I just want to ask you what's different about the taste?" Ms. Liu's temper was getting worse at this moment. Thinking about the brat she had raised, she even thought about beating him. .

Only then did Lin Dong realize that he had misunderstood his mother, scratched his forehead and smiled, "Oh, mother, aren't you used to hitting me before? I am also used to running away, so just now I subconsciously I thought you were going to hit me."

Mrs. Liu glanced at him and signaled him to speak quickly.

"It's a little bit different, but I can't tell the difference."

Mrs. Liu could only look at her daughter, thinking that she should know what was wrong.

Lin Xia took the cake and tasted it again, "Mom, it's not that the taste is different, it's just that we have different times, so yours is crispier and mine is softer. So it tastes better." The taste is different.”

Liu took a little longer to cook it than she did, so the skin was already crispy and it tasted different.

Ms. Liu felt relieved after hearing this. She was also afraid that after selling the cakes on the street, people would find it unpalatable and destroy the stall they had built.

"But if you want this crispy cake, it's really delicious." Lin Dong picked up another piece of cake and ate it.

At this moment, Lin Dayuan also came back with a bag of sweet potatoes.

"Dad, why did you bring so many sweet potatoes back here?!" Lin Dong was about to jump, thinking that his family had just made some money, but his father actually bought so many sweet potatoes instead of buying food.