Song Xiaomei was quick to do anything. Su Wan had just brought the water to the water. She had already brought the salt jar and Su Wan's toothbrush cup. Su Wan was just coming back to her senses. When she met her eyes, Su Wan reached out to take it, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Thank you."

Song Xiaomei seemed to have burned her eyes and quickly put away. She originally wanted to say that there was water she had made in the kitchen in the morning, so she didn't need to be done specifically, but she didn't say anything, but just whispered: "I should do what I should do, I don't have to be polite." Song Xiaomei felt that her third sister-in-law looked very different today. Although she was wearing simpler than before, when she smiled at her just now, it seemed like there were gems in her eyes. To describe it in a word her third brother said, it was called dazzling.

Song Xiaomei continued to dry her clothes, thinking in her heart that she still remembered that her third sister-in-law got up the next day to wash up. Because she couldn't find the tools and salt, she was stunned in the kitchen for a while, but her mother asked her to prepare these for her. Later, her mother told her to help her prepare these for every day. This was the first time she heard her thank her. She really changed. She couldn't help but look back at her dress today. Song Xiaomei remembered that she had heard her second sister-in-law and her eldest sister-in-law complain that her third sister-in-law was extravagant and wasted. She was a petite lady at home, but she didn't see her like that when she got married, she actually agreed with this. The new third sister-in-law's behavior would not be mentioned for now. The wedding dress she wore on the day she entered the door. I heard that it was

It was the first time she saw a silk man wearing silk when she grew up so old. When she lit an oil lamp, she saw that the clothes were covered with light. The villagers are still talking about it today, let alone the gold collar on their wrists and necks, and then they no longer wear wedding dresses. But every day, they change the fabrics, either thick or thick, the patterns are gorgeous and trendy, and the gold, silver and jade jewelry they often wear. The villagers all quietly talk about their family's family's return to a Jinshan Mountain, and the whole family will have no worries about food and clothing. But Song Xiaocao knew that her parents would not be happy to listen to these things, and they would not dare to bring some of this in front of them, so as to avoid being taught by her mother to be ungrateful.

She didn't dare to say it, but she didn't necessarily look at it. So at first glance, Su Wan's simple skirt was not even worn by those dazzling jewelry. She just simply tied up a bun and fixed it with a green jade hairpin. She didn't apply makeup like before. The face was refreshing and beautiful. Not to mention how beautiful it looked. Song Xiaomei felt happy in her heart, and after the joy was over, she was still a little envious. Even if the third sister-in-law returned to her parents' home and became frugal and simple, she was still wearing new clothes. Only the third brother had this pure cotton skirt in their family. It was also in the Qiantou County exam. Her breasts were made by a silver earring and pulled cloth. Her breasts heard that scholars were to be romantic and elegant, and they all wore fine cotton green shirts, so she couldn't be wronged. Her third brother also loved the clothes. Apart from taking the exam and going to some parties with her master, she was reluctant to touch them.

Su Wan didn't know Song Xiaomei's complicated mood. After slapped her face, she said hello and went into the kitchen. A bowl on the stove was buttoned up with a small bowl. Su Wan guessed that it was a dish. She opened the pot first and found that there was a lot of breakfast left. She would definitely not finish it alone. Su Wan turned around and asked Song Xiaomei in the hospital loudly: "Little sister, have you not eaten breakfast yet?"

Song Xiaomei replied: "I've eaten it, it's for you and your second brother."

Su Wan then realized: "It was the second brother who sent Song... Ziheng to the academy? He hasn't come back yet?"

"It's not that fast, my second brother has to bring people back. When they heard that my second brother was going to take my third brother into the city, they had come over and took the bus long ago. They had to buy things in the city, which probably would have to be delayed a lot of time." After saying that, Song Xiaomei added, "By the way, all the dishes are for you. My second brother doesn't need to drink porridge."

In fact, the Song family and even the entire Song family village do not cook food on purpose. At most, they can decorate their own pickles and radish. After all, in this era, it is thankful to be able to eat enough. Besides, they are not very wealthy families, so it is already difficult to support Song Ziheng to study. However, when they married Su Wan, the daughter of the daughter, to come in, the original owner, not to mention anything else, the lady's style was learned by 100%. As soon as she entered the door, she disliked the pig food that the Song family had eaten. It tasted 100%.

No, it would be fine if you can't see a few grains of rice in the breakfast porridge, but you don't even give me food! I had no choice but to cook for her alone, and I had to cook fresh vegetables in the morning. I was afraid that she would get angry when eating a few vegetables every day. Sometimes when she grazed cattle in the morning, she would pick some wild vegetables, blanch it in water, add some salt and a few drops of sesame oil to mix. Song Xiaomei saw that the small pot of sesame oil was decreasing every day, so she felt so distressed, but just like that, her third sister-in-law "barely put in the mouth".

Now that Su Wan comes here, I won’t dislike it. Wild vegetables are so fragrant. They are absolutely natural and pollution-free, healthy and nutritious. Sesame oil is also the most authentic sesame-squeezed. It is not mixed with fakes. It tastes fragrant when you eat it. This is the delicious food in the world. Su Wan remembers a private restaurant she often goes to. His signature wild vegetables must be booked by regular customers to eat. The price is very expensive. She must order every time she goes there. She liked them very much at that time, but now when compared, she feels that what she eats at that time can only be considered weeds.
Chapter completed!