The Sickly General’s Spoiled Wife Has Space

  Chapter 128

  Luo Jinan naturally lit a fire at the stove to burn wood.

   Even though he was doing such a thing, his whole body had an air of pure elegance.

   As if he was not burning fire, as if he was making a work of art.

   makes people feel pleasing to the eye.

   It's a strange feeling.

  Su Binglan put the chopped chicken pieces into the pot.

   Only then did she notice that Luo Jinan was squatting, and there was no place to sit beside her.

  Su Binglan wiped his hands, looked around, and saw a maza in the corner.

   She picked up Maza and came to Luo Jin'an's side, put Maza down and said, "You are very tired from sitting and squatting."

  Luo Jinan raised her head and glanced at Su Binglan, and that glance made Su Binglan's heart skip a beat.

  The old man was washing chicken feathers in the yard, while Su Fengchen was sorting salted duck eggs.

   The old lady lowered her head and thought about the third family, and was a little distracted.

   None of them paid attention to this detail.

  The old lady came back to her senses at this time, watching this scene, she smiled lovingly, and said, "We Lan Lan feel sorry for your husband."

   "Guan An, we Lan Lan are actually very nice people, you'll know after a long time."

   "She is the most distressed person."

  Luo Jinan said softly, "Hmm."

  He lowered his head, and others couldn't see his expression or know what he was thinking.

  Su Binglan is still thin-skinned in this regard.

   "Grandma!"

   The old lady smiled and said, "Okay, grandma won't tell you about the couple."

   But seeing that her granddaughter and son-in-law are in a good relationship, she is happy.

   At this time, the pot boiled.

  Su Binglan picked up the spoon and skimmed the foam from the pot.

   Then take out the chicken pieces to control the water and set aside.

   After drying the pot again, she put in oil, onion ginger, garlic, star anise and chili, etc., and fry it up.

   Stir-fry until fragrant, then add chicken pieces and stir-fry.

After    is almost done, add seasonings, add salt and continue to stir fry.

  Put the mushrooms and water back into the pot.

   After the stew is almost done, take it out.

When    is stewed, the house is filled with aroma.

   The old lady smelled the fragrance and said with emotion: "This pheasant tastes different."

The old man washed the chicken feathers and was drying them. He smelled the fragrance when he entered the house. Hearing the old lady's words, he disapproved: "That's because my granddaughter is good at cooking, or the good pheasant doesn't have this smell. ."

   The old lady said with a smile: "You still know how to speak, you are right."

   "It's all thanks to our granddaughter and son-in-law that we can have a good dinner."

   During this time, the second family will send some fresh and delicious food.

   They ate a lot of good things, such as hot and sour silk, tofu soy milk, and spicy chicken, all of which were delicious.

   That was also made by the granddaughter.

   Looking at their granddaughter, they all felt very proud.

  The staple food they eat steamed bread.

   In fact, in the past, the old man and the old lady were reluctant to eat steamed buns with white noodles, and they all ate thick noodles.

   It’s just that Su Binglan made dessert before and bought a lot of white noodles in the town.

   After taking it home, Shen Qiuhua made a pot of steamed buns with white noodles, and took a few and sent them to the old house.

  The old lady was not willing to eat it, so she kept it.

  I only took it out tonight.

  As usual, only during Chinese New Year can we eat rice with white noodles.

  The old lady carefully took the steamed buns out of the cabinet and said with a smile: "Tonight we will eat white flour steamed buns as our staple food."

  Su Binglan glanced at the steamed buns in the cabinet, there were exactly eight.

   She remembered that her mother made a pot of steamed buns and sent eight over.

   It’s been a few days, and my grandparents haven’t eaten a single one.

  Su Binglan's heart was sour, but she didn't say much.

   She thought about making more money so that her grandparents would live a better life in the future.

   This way they won't even be reluctant to eat the white flour steamed buns.

   (end of this chapter)