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Chapter 153 Mother-Daughter Love (2)

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Seeing Chen Bing's shy look, Ye Meiniang thought she was shy and unwilling to speak out. She felt a little clear in her heart, and nodded in her heart, "Looking at this, Er Niang should have someone in her heart." However, nodding from her daughter is better than her mother. Ye Meiniang knew that she was thin-skinned. Although she was curious, she was inconvenient to say it. She just said, "If you don't marry, you won't marry. My second mother is up to you. Your father said this, and my mother said the same thing today."

Chen Bing was surprised. She never expected that her mother would become so open-minded. Her eyes turned and her smile said with a smile: "Hehe, it's better for me. By the way, I bought an old hen from Widow Lu yesterday and was keeping it in the yard at this time. I went to slaughter the soup and stewed the little things in my mother's belly to replenish it."

Ye Meiniang joked, "Oh, I just think about what's in my stomach but not my mother anymore? If there is no such little thing in my stomach, will I have no chicken soup?"

Chen Bing got out of bed and drew his shoes. He knew that Ye Meiniang was teasing herself, so he said with a smile: "No, no, no, my mother is the best mother in the world. Not to mention an old hen, I can make it for my mother to eat. Mom, you should rest in the house and wait for me to do it so that I can taste my daughter's skills." Before he could finish his words, the man had already run out of the house.

In a moment, there was a rush of chaos in the yard, mixed with the crowing of chickens and the shouts of Chen Bing. Ye Meiniang covered her lips and smiled, but a hint of warmth flowed through her heart.

The morning of the day, the sun was beautiful, and Chen Bing still got up early. As usual, he was practicing a set of Tai Chi in the yard. It was already the mid-autumn solar term, and there was a little chill in the morning. However, Chen Bing was very careful in playing Tai Chi. After closing the posture, he whispered softly, and her body was slightly sweaty. She used her hands as a fan to slap her cheeks. After entering the East Kitchen, Sun Qiniang was preparing today's breakfast food in the kitchen. Chen Bing tied her arms and wanted to slap water into the pot. His hand suddenly slipped, and the water and slapped it all fell to the ground. Chen Bing quickly jumped back half a step, but stepped on the back basket behind her, and staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Sun Qiniang hurriedly reached out to support her and saw that she was embarrassed.

He looked like he covered his lips and chuckled, saying, "Haha, what's wrong with Er Niang today? Why are you so busy? OK, I've prepared breakfast food almost. The steamed cake is almost steamed. You can bring it to your mother later."

Chen Bing pouted his mouth and kicked his foot angrily, which almost made him look ugly. Thanks to Sun Qiniang, "thank you, Qiniang."

Sun Qiniang smiled and said, "What are you going to thank for? It's all done daily. Besides, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have lived this good life now."

Chen Bing also smiled and said, "Okay, Qi Niang is so generous. I'm talking about something, but I seem stingy." After saying that, Chen Bing poured the beans soaked yesterday into a small stone mill to grind the soy milk. After about two incense sticks, Chen Bing poured the grinded soy milk into a small pot to cook.

Sun Qiniang picked up the steamed steamed cakes and asked Chen Bing, "By the way, Er Niang, why haven't you seen anyone go to your old house to repair the house these days?"

Chen Bing simmered another stove, steamed some vegetable soup from the pot that had just been soaked in water, and said, "This old house is almost done. I packed bricks a few days ago and had to dry them for a few days. Today's day is good, so it's better to have more sunbathing. In another ten days, I will go clean and clean up, so my father and mother can move back." After saying this, Chen Bing regretted it. She was afraid that Sun Qiniang would think too much, and thought that her parents were not suitable for living in the West Courtyard. She quickly changed the subject and said, "But fortunately, the old house is right next to the West Courtyard, and I can come often, hehe, and I can still eat steamed cakes made by Qiniang."

Sun Qiniang handed the steamed cakes held in the bowl to Chen Bing. She understood what Chen Bing said in the end and smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes, as long as you come, you can eat as much as you want. OK, send the steamed cakes to your mother for food. I have some left here, and when your father and Dalang come back, you can eat them all."
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