The villain was shocked: his mother used a ghost to coax the child

The next morning, Wen Qingliu went to find his second sister-in-law.

A few years ago, Qiu used the leftover oilcloth at home to sew it into a swimming jumpsuit according to Wen Qingliu's drawings.

Wen Qingliu tried it on and found it fit perfectly.

"Thank you, second sister-in-law."

Mrs. Qiu nodded and watched Wen Qingliu skipping out.

His gaze fell on his two sons whose eyes were swollen like walnuts.

I don’t know how many days I’ll be able to rest after this fight.

Here, Wen Qingliu was taken back by Cui as soon as he left the yard.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the lotus pond to pick lotus roots, Third Sister-in-law."

When Cui heard this, her almond-shaped eyes widened.

"You've only been out of confinement for a few days and you're going to go into the water. Change it, I'll go pick it."

Wen Qingliu scratched his head and added silently: "Third sister-in-law, do you know what lotus root looks like?"

Cui was stunned. Yes, she didn’t even know what lotus root was.

Facing the teasing looks from her brother and sister-in-law, Cui put her hands on her hips.

"Why don't you just tell me? Anyway, I'm telling you, if you catch a cold again after just coming out of confinement, you'll be in trouble in the future."

Wen Qingliu stuck out her tongue, but still gave the waterproof jumpsuit and sleeves to Cui.

The two sisters-in-law walked all the way to the lotus pond, and Cui was about to jump in without saying a word.

"Slow down, sister-in-law, there's a lot of mud down there."

Cui waved her hand nonchalantly, and after landing safely, she listened to Wen Qingliu's words and reached out to touch him.

Soon, a lotus root as thick as an arm, plump and thick, was touched.

It's just covered with mud and your true face can't be seen.

Wen Qingliu took it and washed it with the pool water, revealing a beige color.

"That's it, sister-in-law, you are really amazing."

Cui chuckled, feeling praised.

Suddenly, she worked harder.

Before long, the edge of the pond was filled with lotus roots, and Wen Qingliu roughly washed them one by one.

"Third sister-in-law, I'll go get the backpack."

After Cui responded, Wen Qingliu ran home.

Wei was a little confused to see her coming and leaving in a hurry.

"Third sister-in-law, that's enough. The water is cold, come up quickly."

Cui took a look and saw that there were indeed quite a few, so she didn't act pretentiously and climbed up immediately.

"Third sister-in-law, it shouldn't sink if we take it back together."

Cui glanced at her. Wen Qingliu didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the look in her eyes was full of disgust.

"It's just this little thing, and the third sister-in-law can take it back by herself."

Wen Qingliu just walked in a daze all the way.

No, what happened? Did the third sister-in-law bring back a basket full of lotus roots so easily?

Wei came out and said with emotion: "Is this the lotus root you mentioned? It looks good. How do you eat it?"

Wen Qingliu came back to his senses, patted his chest and said, "I will make lotus roots for you tonight."

Seeing this, Wei smiled and nodded in agreement.

As the sky gradually darkened, Wen Qingliu went into the kitchen to wash and peel the lotus roots.

Then cut the slices into pieces and soak them in water, then peel a few cloves of garlic and cut them into minced garlic.

There were two strings of dried chili peppers hanging at the door of the kitchen, and Wen Qingliu picked a few more dried chilies.

When water boils in a pot, add sliced ​​lotus root and remove from the pot after cooking.

Heat the pan and oil, add the minced garlic and dried chilies and stir-fry until fragrant, then add the lotus root slices that have been drained of water and stir-fry together.

There is no other seasoning, just add a little salt before serving.

Wei smelled the fragrance and walked into the kitchen. She saw a basin of muddy white water next to the stove and was about to pour it out.

But he was stopped by Wen Qingliu.

"Don't pour it, don't pour it. I can use this water."

Hearing this, Wei nodded and really didn't touch it.

Soon, the stir-fried lotus root slices were served on the table and everyone sat around it in a circle.

"Fourth sister-in-law, your lotus root smells really good."

While Qiu was still sighing, Wei had already picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it in her mouth, chewing it with a crackling sound.

"Second sister-in-law, this lotus root fried by fourth sister-in-law not only smells fragrant, but also tastes crispy and sweet."

When Qiu heard the sound, she turned around and found that not only her eldest sister-in-law, but also her third brother's wife were eating.

She smiled helplessly, these two sisters-in-law.

After smiling, she also joined the battlefield with chopsticks in hand.

Wen Qingliu was stunned and started eating too.

When the younger ones saw that their mother and aunts were eating with relish, they all tugged at their mother's sleeves.

"Mom, I want to eat too."

The meal was a very satisfying one.

"Fourth brother's wife, are you going to start a business selling stir-fried lotus root slices?"

Wen Qingliu put down his chopsticks and shook his head: "No, I want to make braised food, which is different from this."

Thinking that this might be the first time for the sisters-in-law to hear about braised food, Wen Qingliu said, "I will go to town to buy the ingredients tomorrow, and I will ask the sisters-in-law to help me then."

Wei was immediately annoyed.

"Qingliu, my sister-in-law doesn't like what you said. It's too distant."

Although the other two sisters-in-law didn't say anything, judging from their expressions, they seemed to be supporting Wei.

Wen Qingliu couldn't help laughing and moved closer to hold Wei's arm.

"Sister-in-law, I know that you, the second and third sisters-in-law are the best sisters-in-law in the world."

Wei laughed and scratched the tip of her nose with his finger.

"You're the only one who talks too much. Go back to sleep."

Tonight, the four of us are truly living in the same room.

Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi are indeed very well behaved, except when they cry because they are hungry in the middle of the night.

The rest of the time I slept soundly.

I remembered my senior sister’s son in my previous life, who didn’t sleep in the middle of the night after he was born.

Because of the noise, both my senior sister and brother-in-law had big bags under their eyes.

Thinking of her senior sister, a hint of melancholy flashed across Wen Qingliu's face. Then she turned over, hugged Xiaowu in her arms and fell asleep soundly.

By daybreak, Qishiyi had already returned, and Wen Qingliu whispered to her as she assigned a task.

Not long after, Wei knocked on the door of the fourth room.

"Fourth brother's wife, get up early so we can go to town."

"Hey sister-in-law, I'm coming."

She glanced at Seventy-One again, and Seventy-One understood and raised his eyebrows confidently.

When everyone in the yard had almost packed up and was ready to go out, Seventy-one slapped the appearance talisman on himself and walked over and knocked on the door.

"Sisters-in-law, are you short of spices at home? Buy some. The children are suffering."

Before Wei and the others could say anything, Seventy-One, who had a talisman showing himself up, gritted his teeth and shed tears.

Wen Qingliu's mouth twitched. She glanced at her sisters-in-law who were standing there in a daze, and walked forward.

"Girl, please stop crying. Why are you here?"

Seventy-one tells the story.

"My little girl was separated from her family when she was young, and to this day I don't know where her biological parents are."

"My adoptive parents forgot about their adopted daughter and kicked me out of the house. Fortunately, a kind person gave me some money, which enabled me to purchase these spices."

Cui herself had no children, and her life was not smooth sailing before she married into the Zhao family.

I almost shed a few tears when I heard this story.

"Come in and have some water, girl."

Seventy-one didn't hesitate and walked into the yard carrying a basket on his back.

Wen Qingliu held his forehead silently in his heart. Yang Yiyi was worthy of being a graduate of the acting department. She could cry easily.

Seeing that several sisters-in-law were attracted by the story of the tragic woman, Wen Qingliu seemed to help her take the backpack unintentionally.

Then, there was an exaggerated cry.

Several people's attention was drawn to that. Wen Qingliu felt a little embarrassed, but he still went on.