MTL - After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried.-Chapter 73 dream lover

Yang Osmanthus doesn’t like Yun Qinghuan!

Yun Qinghuan is just a delicate educated youth who went to the countryside. She is just a little more beautiful, but her life is so good that she is married to Bai Wensong!

Bai Wensong also doted on her to the heavens!

 The most important thing is that Yun Qinghuan got pregnant not long after she got married, and the baby was a baby!

Yang Guihua is so angry!

Because of this, her mother-in-law scolded her for not being able to give birth to a boy for the old Bai family.

She also said that if she still couldn't give birth, she would let Bai Guojin divorce her. Yang Guihua was afraid, so she kept getting pregnant and giving birth, but she couldn't give birth to a baby.

In addition, Yun Qinghuan is beautiful and is the dream lover of almost all the men in the village. Every time her man does things with her, he can't help but call Yun Qinghuan's name.

Yang Osmanthus felt humiliation welling up in her heart.

I hate Yun Qinghuan even more and wish I could step on her whenever I get the chance!

Yun Qinghuan’s man finally died, and she felt proud that this woman had finally met her bad luck, letting her spend all day hooking up with men in the village!

 This is retribution!

Yang Guihua secretly said many things about Yun Qinghuan Kefu behind her back. She also said that she was born with the appearance of Kefu, and anyone who got involved with her would be in trouble!

 She doesn’t have such good cooking skills.

In this era, many recipes are secret recipes passed down from other people's families, and they are not willing to tell others. Therefore, Yun Qinghuan taught her how to cook, and she was particularly grateful.

Yang Guihua’s husband is a lazy man, and her father-in-law never goes to the fields. She and her mother-in-law rely on her and her mother-in-law to work in the fields to earn money and support the whole family. It is a miracle that they have enough to eat.

 Others saw that Yun Qinghuan was willing to tell Zhang Yufen how to cook the food, so they all came to ask with shy faces.

The fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus made my already hungry stomach even hungrier.

After all, although Yun Qinghuan uses all good ingredients, some of them are ordinary ingredients. Besides, it's not like they can't afford chicken and pork at all, especially when the farming season is about to be busy. The village must kill the pigs and share the pork, so they can make up for themselves.

She didn't even expect that it would be Yun Qinghuan, a little bitch, who cooked the food for her to be beaten again at noon today, and she was still cursing secretly in her heart.

She looked at the red oil floating on the soup sourly, and said in an incomprehensible tone, "This is really not life-saving. You will have to pour all the oil used for a year into one meal, right?"

Yunqing smiled happily, "If sister-in-law likes to eat it, I can teach you how to make it."

Although Zhang Yufen has to support a family and her family conditions are not that good, she can still have a meal like this once in a while.

“If I use so much oil, even the fried rag will be delicious, let alone the chicken blood?”

Now God can’t stand it anymore, right?

She pursed her lips angrily, wanting to scold Zhang Yufen.

 But how could rural people in this era be willing to put in so much oil? Hearing what she said, he could only sigh. He really was not willing to eat like this.

 If they had followed usual practices, the pork they cooked would definitely not be as delicious as the method Yun Qinghuan told them. Yun Qinghuan was not stingy, and directly told him all the methods he knew. If he wanted to make the dishes delicious, he had to be willing to put in seasoning oil and the like.

 Chicken blood is not that precious compared to chicken. There are also some duck blood and goose blood, which have a fishy smell if they are not cooked well. In short, they are not that delicious.

  She liked watching mukbang in her previous life, and she also worked part-time in a restaurant, so she naturally knew about it.

 Hey guys, don’t enjoy it too much!

Next to her, Yang Guihua saw that Yun Qinghuan was getting angry with a group of people so quickly. Unlike herself, these people wanted to take a detour when they saw her, as if she was some kind of savage beast and didn't want to see her.

 “Really?” Zhang Yufen asked her in surprise with a smile on her face.

　　　二三.一五五.一三六.八六

Everyone who was chattering around Yun Qinghuan and asking questions fell silent and all looked at Yang Osmanthus.

“I don’t know why I am pursuing her? With her behavior, it is estimated that her family will go hungry in the second half of the year.”

But Yang Osmanthus was not proud for long. Yun Qinghuan not only recovered from his illness, but also felt more difficult to deal with than before. Especially this Yun Qinghuan changed the pattern of delicious food all day long. Every time it was time to eat, the fragrance was different. It could float all the way to her yard, causing her to be beaten and scolded by her man.

Yun Qinghuan smiled and said, "Of course, if you have the ingredients and want to make something, just tell me and I will teach you."

Seeing Yun Qinghuan fall ill after Bai Wensong's death, she felt extremely proud.

Anyway, if you give them so much oil, they will definitely not be able to do this.

Yang Guihua is so angry!

He stared at the chicken blood soup in Liu Yuzhi's bowl again. It was bright red. Liu Yuzhi slurped it up and his face turned red from the spicy food, but he still kept eating.

Sure enough, Yun Qinghuan was in conflict with her!

After all, she heard that Yun Qinghuan just bought a chicken yesterday and made chicken soup last night. At noon, the smell did not smell like chicken, so she didn't think about Yun Qinghuan, but at this moment, the smell Seeing the familiar aroma of the food, Yang Osmanthus still felt that she wanted to keep things simple!

“That’s a good feeling, thank you, Miss Qinghuan.” Zhang Yufen was particularly happy.

However, I am still very grateful to Yun Qinghuan for telling them how to do it. Each of them has a much better attitude towards her.

They are all girls from a family that values ​​boys over girls. Why does Yun Qinghuan live a better life than herself in everything?

“I was just wondering who made this delicious meal at noon. I was still muttering in my heart. I didn’t expect it was you, Miss Qinghuan. I really feel appetizing just by looking at it.” Zhang Yufen looked on with envy.

　　It was a bit hard to explain at the moment.

She was just worried that what she cooked was not that delicious, so she was naturally happy to hear Yun Qinghuan say this.

 If it’s too spicy, stop and take a bite of elm leaves wrapped in Fuqiang powder.

Yang Osmanthus looked particularly ugly when Zhang Yufen said it.

Zhang Yufen looked down on Yang Guihua's attitude of not seeing anyone better than her, and said sarcastically, "You are really just a carrot and worry about nothing. Sister Qinghuan's family is very hard-working, and no one is idle. It’s designated that they can’t keep them hungry. As for which family won’t have enough to eat in the second half of the year, isn’t it obvious to anyone with a discerning eye?”

Yes, as long as more oil is added, the taste of the dish will definitely be better than the current one, but the dish Yun Qinghuan makes obviously requires a certain level of cooking skills.

 A widow, what shame do you have to talk about her?

But everyone around her was looking at her eagerly, and Yun Qinghuan was staring at her with a half-smile, as if he would scold her at any time. Yang Osmanthus endured it, but did not spit out the fragrance.

Yun Qinghuan ignored this man's jealousy. After Liu Yuzhi finished her meal and covered her stomach with satisfaction, she packed her lunch box and prepared to go back.

She is not stupid, she knows that she thinks about food all day long, and every time she cooks, the smell of food cannot be kept in the kitchen. It floats all around. Every time it is meal time, many children come to the door of her yard to squat and play. , I don’t know why those adults are envious and jealous of her family’s good food behind her back.