Time passed little by little.

Jiang Zhiluo knew it would take a long time to cook.

"Mom, how about I prepare dinner first."

Mrs. Cui put a piece of firewood into the stove and said, "Zhiluo, let me help you make dinner together."

In the past, for Mrs. Cui, eating was like a task, and she had to rack her brains to think about how to cook.

But no matter how hungry I am, the food tastes like chewing gum.

But since Zhi Luo cooked two meals, Mrs. Cui finally knew what delicious food was after eating them.

Even the simplest things can be made delicious with Zhiluo.

So when Mrs. Cui heard Jiang Zhiluo talk about cooking dinner, she started looking forward to it.

Jiang Zhiluo shook her head and said, "It's okay, Mom, I can do it myself. Mom can just help light the fire."

Mrs. Cui looked at Jiang Zhiluo's clean and neat movements and felt that this daughter-in-law was very talented.

"Zhiluo, I just put firewood in the stove. It can burn for a while. Mom can help you make something, maybe wash the vegetables."

Mrs. Cui couldn't bear to burden such a good daughter-in-law.

Cui Hejin has a cold temperament and doesn't know how to show mercy to others. The Cui family is no longer the royal family of the past. As a mother, she can only do more to make her daughter-in-law feel the warmth of home.

Don't let the day come when you can't bear it anymore and you don't want He Hibiscus anymore. There will be no place to cry.

Jiang Zhiluo thought for a moment and said, "Mom, why don't you help me pick the leeks."

Mrs. Cui smiled and said: "Okay."

Mrs. Cui feels that she is useful only when she has done something.

Jiang Zhiluo uses coarse flour and water to knead the dough in a basin.

Of course, some Lingquan water is also added to the water, so even the bread made from thick flour will taste good.

After kneading the dough, Jiang Zhiluo covered it with a clean cloth and let it rest for a while.

By this time Mrs. Cui had already picked the leeks.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Mom, I'm going to take a shower."

With that said, Jiang Zhiluo took the basin to the yard, poured water to wash the leeks, and poured the vegetable washing water into the vegetable field to water the ground.

In ancient times, water was free of charge, but carrying water was hard work, so we could only save some water in this way.

While Jiang Zhiluo was washing leeks, a man stood at the door, looking in and saying, "Brother Cui, is Brother Cui here?"

When Jiang Zhiluo heard the sound, she stood up and wiped her hands. She walked to the door of the small courtyard and looked at the young man dressed as a scholar in front of her.

This person was wearing a long coat of coarse cloth, with sparse eyebrows and pale bronze skin. He was delicate and elegant with a strong bookish air, but judging from his appearance, he also had a somewhat upright and stubborn temperament.

He looked about eighteen or nineteen years old.

Liu Ting'an looked at the fifteen or sixteen year old girl in front of him and was stunned for a moment.

Did he go to the wrong place?

Haven't you heard that Brother Cui has a younger sister?

Liu Ting'an cupped his hands and said, "Girl, which household does Brother Cui Hejin live in?"

Jiang Zhiluo said: "This is it."

With that said, Jiang Zhiluo shouted into the house, "Husband, someone is looking for you."

When Liu Tingan heard these words, he was so shocked that he almost stumbled to the ground.

He just felt dizzy and thought he had heard wrongly.

Brother Cui actually got married!

It was like a thunderbolt that struck him on the head.

So the glorious Brother Cui actually got married, which he really couldn't accept.

Although the woman in front of her looks somewhat beautiful, she is wearing a coarse cloth and looks like she is from the country.

Brother Cui is so good, how can he marry a village girl!

"Brother Cui is... married?"

Jiang Zhiluo looked at the expression on the person in front of her and probably understood what he was thinking.

Seeing this person's shocked look, Jiang Zhiluo felt that she was not worthy of Cui Hejin?

She only felt it was a little funny, and a sly look flashed across her eyes, and she said, "Well, we got married a few days ago, and my mother's family is in the next village."

Liu Tingan's pupils shrank violently, feeling a little sad for Brother Cui.

"You...did you use any means to force Brother Cui to marry you?"

Some time ago, Brother Cui even said that he would not get married and had no intention of getting married here.

In this case, it must be the woman in front of him who forced him to submit.

Jiang Zhiluo shrugged and said, "Why do you say it so harshly? What does it mean to use means? I fell in love with my husband at first sight and I will fall in love with you again."

"You...you..." Liu Ting'an's face turned red. He felt that the village woman in front of him was shameless and could say such words.

Jiang Zhiluo curled her lips and said, "What are you doing? Do you want to insult the gentlemen?"

"A scholar like you is so old-fashioned."

"Do you think Hongxiu Tianxiang can do poetry only to be worthy of a scholar like you?"

Jiang Zhiluo held her hands and looked at Liu Ting'an with raised eyebrows.

Liu Tingan seemed to have been told something that was on his mind, and his face turned even redder, feeling ashamed and angry.

But he felt that the woman in front of him was too sharp-tongued, and he couldn't even speak to her.

Jiang Zhiluo herself is not a weak-tempered person. If she had not owed Cui Hejin that life and wanted to be good to him, she would not have such a temperament.

As for the other person, it's not Cui Hejin, so she can just criticize him when she should.

Cui Hejin came out of the house and happened to hear such a conversation, looking slightly startled.

Perhaps I didn't expect that my little wife, who usually looks gentle and gentle, would have such a side.

And every word she spoke didn't sound like she hadn't read the book before.

Cui Hejin couldn't help but think deeply.

When Liu Ting'an saw Cui Hejin, he said excitedly: "Brother Cui!"

But when he thought of Brother Cui marrying a village woman, he felt a little sad for Brother Cui.

"Brother Cui, it's all my fault. If something hadn't happened suddenly at home, I wouldn't have gone back. Why did you suddenly..."

Before Liu Ting'an could finish speaking, Cui Hejin interrupted him and said, "Let's go inside and talk."

"Okay, okay, let's go into the house and talk."

Cui Hejin took Liu Tingan into the back room.

Two people were talking in the back room.

After Jiang Zhiluo washed the vegetables, she washed the fungus. These were the things her parents asked her to bring back.

After washing, she took it into the house and started cutting leeks and fungus.

Also add scrambled eggs and mix the stuffing.

After adjusting the stuffing, place the panel on the table at the mouth of the stove and start wrapping the leek boxes.

Jiang Zhiluo moved very quickly, and in a moment a box of leeks was wrapped.

At this time, Liu Ting'an in the room was still feeling uneasy and said: "Brother Cui, I don't think that village woman has a very good temperament. You have been wronged."

Cui Hejin said lightly: "You are thinking too much."

Liu Ting'an was still thinking to himself: "I know that she must have used means to force you to submit. Otherwise, with your talent and appearance, you would not be able to marry a village woman."

"I know that the bookstore owner's daughter has fallen in love with you. Their family conditions are much better than those in the village. They offered such good conditions, but you didn't even agree."

"You don't even have a crush on the bookstore's daughter, let alone a village woman. She can't even read a word."

Liu Ting'an felt sorry for Brother Cui.

Jiang Zhiluo's hand wrapping the box of leeks paused.

The scholar was talking to Cui Hejin inside the house. Although the door was closed, his voice was very low and Mrs. Cui could not hear her.
Chapter completed!