Zheng Yaqin looked at the guilty people coldly, very angry and guilty. Although Zheng Wanbao and the others did this, she had an unshirkable responsibility.

She underestimated the greed and shamelessness of the family. She always felt that Zheng Wanbao was timid and afraid of things. Zheng Qian and Zhang Guizhi were not very bold. She thought they would get the treasures of the Wu family by stealing or cheating, but they didn't expect that they chose such a shameless and unlimited way.

It was her self-conceit that harmed the Wu family!

Zheng Yaqin clenched her fists secretly and decided to seek justice for the Wu family...

During this stay, the Wu family stayed outside the ruins of their own house, venting their pain freely, and refused to leave no matter who persuaded them.

During this period, Wu Dafen's mother fainted several times. Wu Dafen's wife's voice was hoarse and she simply couldn't speak. The whole family was sad and miserable.

Although the villagers all advised each other with kind words, how could those few words of comforting were compensated for the huge losses they suffered?

Zheng Yaqin looked around for a while, then went back silently.

Now that there are many people and her eyes are mixed, she doesn't want to attract attention, so she should wait until she calms down before taking action.

Early the next morning, Zheng Yaqin had just finished cooking breakfast, and her uncle and aunt came, but several children did not come with her.

The aunt explained embarrassedly, "Those lazy guys have not yet gotten up. I told my big treasure that when they all get up, I will let the big treasure bring them over."

My aunt was not good at lying. When she said this, her eyes were erratic and she didn't dare to look at Zheng Yaqin.

Zheng Yaqin immediately understood that it must be that my uncle and aunt were afraid of Grandma Wu’s reincarnation. She was afraid that the children would bring them some bad luck when they approached Grandma Wu, so she put the children at home.

Although Zheng Yaqin was unhappy, she fully understood.

"Oh, if you didn't come, then let's have a meal first, and then work after dinner."

Zheng Yaqin is a smart person. She didn't worry too much about whether the child would come or not. After helping her uncle and aunt get water to wash their hands, she started to work hard to serve the meal.

In the morning, she posted a pot of big pancakes, pure cornmeal, golden pancakes, both rich and soft, without any mixed grains.

The dish made a radish soup, which looked simple, but in fact she put a lot of lard in the soup, and secretly added chicken essence, seafood and soy sauce and other seasonings. It was more than a hundred times better than the radish soup with clear soup and water stewed by others.

My uncle and aunt were both a little distressed when they saw Zheng Yaqin paste a pot of pure corn flour pancakes. Wu Zuoyou complained, "Daya, why are you pasting so many big pancakes? Besides, you don't need to paste pure corn flour. Adding some rough grains can save a lot of food. Your aunt and I are not outsiders, so we won't be like this in the future."

Zheng Yaqin said, uncle, my breasts cost twelve yuan a month. Let alone eating big cakes with pure corn flour, our family can eat big white flour steamed buns every meal.

"Haha, that's right..." Wu Zuoyou couldn't help but grin when he heard Zheng Yaqin chatting, and said, "But even if your breastfeeds have a lot of pensions, you should save some money. The old saying goes, "It's good to have a long flow of water. Your breastfeeds are older. If there is a disease in the future, you won't have to spend money on injections and medicine? If it's gone in the future, you'll have to pay a lot of money for funerals. Listen to my uncle, you'd better save more while you're rich now."

Zheng Yaqin knew that she said these words for her own good, so she smiled and said, "I know my uncle, I know, don't worry..."

During the meal, Wu Zuo had a couple who didn't open their stomachs and ate them. Each of them ate a big cake and refused to eat them again. The soup was drunk for all ages and young. They drank all the soup made by Zheng Yaqin, which was so licking their mouths and not pulling their tongues.

Maybe I think the food is expensive and I can’t bear to eat more, so it doesn’t matter if I have any soup, so I just eat more.

After dinner, my uncle and aunt started to slap the kang. Because slap the kang is a waste of life, my uncle and aunt specially wore the most torn clothes and prepared a torn towel each.

While working, both of them had old towels with unsatisfactory colors on their heads, wearing old clothes with patches, waving the things in their hands, and stripping the kang away in a few seconds.

What a good guy, the ash inside is about to fill the holes of the kang, no wonder the kang always smokes.

My uncle shoveled out the ash with a shovel and actually shoveled two big baskets, and they were almost broken into the record of the rural kang shoveling the ash.

After shoveling the ash in the furnace, my uncle said that the mud embryo on the kang was not good enough, so he had to re-bright some mud embryos, otherwise the old mud embryos would not be strong.

So, Zheng Yaqin went to the production team to borrow a trolley, ran to the dianzi outside the village, dug up yellow mud from many young people, and borrowed the production team's knife, blocked a bundle of straw, mixed it into the yellow mud and mixed it.

After finishing these work, it was almost noon. Zheng Yaqin handed over the work of Tuobi to her uncle and aunt, and went back to the house to make lunch.

In order to thank my uncle and aunt for helping her work, Zheng Yaqin deliberately killed a chicken, soaked the dried mushrooms that my uncle brought yesterday, and stewed them with the chickens.

The rice was made with two rice, with more rice and less millet. I knew that people in rural areas could eat it, so she simply simmered half a pot to prevent my uncle and aunt from eating it hard. They finally took her home's job, but they came to help her work. If they asked them to eat, they would lick their mouths and not pull their tongues, she would be dissatisfied.

After the chicken was stewed into the pot, Zheng Yaqin took a cabbage, cut it into fine shreds, and fryed another plate of peanuts. She mixed the fried peanuts and cabbage together and mixed a cold dish.

This meat and vegetable, plus the half pot of two rice can fully meet the highest standard of hospitality in rural areas in this era.

The aroma of chicken quickly floated out, and it was fragrant and could evoke people's greed.

Zheng Yaqin is a person who often eats meat and does not react much to the fragrance. Wu Zuoyou and his couple are not allowed to work at the door.

"Dabao's father, what do you smell this? Why do I smell it so much like a stewed chicken?" Sun Baizhen asked her man with a sniff.

Wu Zuoyou swallowed and said in a silly voice, "How about the chicken? This girl is so real. We helped do such a little work. She actually killed a chicken to entertain us."

"This only means that this child has a clear idea and doesn't want to be despised."

"Well, this child is really good. My aunt has such a granddaughter, so she is still blessed."

"I hope this girl will not be delayed by her aunt's life, otherwise it would be a pity!"

The couple was muttering that a few Taobao boys from their family were coming up.
Chapter completed!