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Chapter 148 What kind of pot goes with what kind of stove

Chapter 148 Which pot goes with which stove?

"...Brother, what are you talking about?"

My brother is a face-loving and honest person, but he has never been disrespectful in front of her in these years. Chen Yanmei is used to being domineering in her parents' family. Now when she sees him angry, not only does she not feel that she is wrong, but she also thinks that her brother and sister-in-law are too careless.

"What I said is the truth and I'm right. You have many children at home, and a big pot of rice is really like stirring up pig food. Not only do I say this, but Bao Dan's father also says this. We are all a family, so I can't say anything."

Why are you still angry when you are so hypocritical?"

Even if she doesn't tell her that her family's conditions are not good, does it mean that her brother and sister-in-law's family conditions are better?

She was asked to say that her brother and sister-in-law had bad ideas and poor family conditions, but they still insisted on having so many children, even at the risk of being fined. She had previously proposed to give away her youngest daughter and third daughter, but they did not agree.

She didn’t know why she kept so many losers. They could eat but still take up space. Six or seven people were crammed into the small house, and she didn’t want to go there except during the holidays.

"Okay, my family eats pig food and lives in a pig pen. I am not worthy of being your brother. From now on, you will treat me as a brother without me. I am not worthy of you as a sister." If Chen Yanmei hadn't been holding the baby in her arms,

Brother Chen always gave her a big mouth, but for the sake of his nephew, he didn't do anything, turned around and left with a dark face.

If he stayed any longer, he might be tempted to hit someone.

"elder brother……"

Chen Yanmei shouted at his back several times. When her brother refused to agree, she remembered that her uncle was still here, "Uncle, are you trying to judge me? Do you blame me for this? I just told the truth."

, I didn’t say anything!”

"Don't call me uncle, the food my family eats is worse than pig food." Uncle Chen had a sullen face, threw the bamboo pole in his hand to the roadside, turned around and left.

"uncle……"

Chen Yanmei was really panicked this time. Her parents were dead, and she had offended half of her closest relatives at once. It was all because of that little devil Tong Yao who instigated her for nothing.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Chen Yanmei rushed to the family home with the child in her arms, intending to talk to Tong Yao to reason with her, but she left in a hurry and fell when she went upstairs. She was fine, but Baodan had a big bump on her forehead.

, crying like a slaughtered pig, and after a lot of trouble, Chen Yanmei also forgot about settling the score with Tong Yao.



After running back and forth for a long time, it was so hot and sweaty that it was very uncomfortable. Especially when I raised my arms, I could smell the smell of sweat. Tong Yao, who is a bit of a germaphobe, couldn't stand the smell, so she took a change of clothes and went to take a shower.

, and then had a good sleep.

Si Xiaohui brought Si Boyi over at around four o'clock in the afternoon. As soon as he entered the room, he was startled by Tong Yao's pig-headed face. After learning the cause and effect, Si Xiaohui pouted and started to complain.

"Sister-in-law, the second brother brought the pickles and bean paste that our mother brought for him. I told you that you didn't like eating them and wouldn't let you bring them. He was as stubborn as a donkey and insisted on bringing them."

When Tong Yao was at home, she didn't like eating these at all. It's not like the second brother didn't know, but now she still has to bring these worthless things, which are not good at all. I don't know what the second brother thinks.

There are fish and meat in the city, who would want to eat these!

If the other sisters-in-law in the family home found out that they didn't know how to make fun of their family behind their back, it would be really embarrassing for the eldest brother.

Si Boyi was a little embarrassed by what he said, his face turned red and he said: "Big brother likes to eat these. I thought he hadn't eaten them for a long time, so I brought them to him to try." These are indeed not good things, but they are all made by his mother.

Made.

Tong Yao's eyes lit up, she took the pickles and said happily: "It's just right, I'll make pickle dumplings to eat in two days." The original owner didn't like to eat it, but she does! This kind of authentic farmhouse pickles is available on the 21st

You can’t even buy it in Century.

Yesterday, she thought that Si Boyi was bringing food for herself to eat, but she didn't expect that he was bringing food to honor his elder brother. This guy has a bit of conscience and no comparison mentality. He is indeed more sensible than Si Xiaohui.

Si Boyi was overjoyed, touched his head and said with a naive smile: "Brother just likes this."

Si Boyi was a little unaccustomed to being in the city just now. The people here lived in buildings, walked on asphalt roads, and ate fish and meat. There was a big gap between it and the countryside. Especially when Si Xiaohui opened his mouth and kept talking about being a country bumpkin, Si Boyi's heart was filled with what he said.

Feeling a little inferior.

He was also worried that Tong Yao would dislike it, but his eldest brother hadn't eaten it for a long time, so he brought it all the way. Even if he wanted his eldest brother to try it, Tong Yao's words confirmed his hard work, and anyone else would be very happy.

"Come on, let's prepare dinner first." Tong Yao happily carried the pickles to the kitchen.

Si Boyi hurriedly followed. Tong Yao didn't know how to cook. Shouldn't she dismantle the kitchen if she was asked to cook?

After arriving at the kitchen, Si Boyi was dumbfounded. Where was the kitchen? This place was simply paradise. He had never seen such a neat kitchen in his whole life. The dishes, chopsticks, pots and stoves were all neatly placed, as if they were standing guard.

I originally planned to help with the cooking, but now I didn’t know where to start.

Si Xiaohui pouted and followed behind the two of them, with an unhappy look written all over her face. She thought her sister-in-law would dislike these things as much as she did, but she didn't expect that she would unite with her second brother.

Which house has the same person, and which pot goes with which stove? It is obviously a pot for pork, but it has to be used to cook pickles. This is not a waste.

"Sister-in-law, you go back to the room and blow on the fan! Second brother and I can work here." At this time, Si Xiaohui had a desire to win favor in front of her boss and always wanted to prove that she was smarter and more diligent than Si Boyi.

"Okay, you two can do whatever you want."

The kitchen was small and it was too hot to be squeezed in, so Tong Yao simply went back to the house and sorted out a simple decoration manuscript.

She had already thought about it and kept everything simple. She only decorated an L-shaped counter and two sets of tables and chairs. It was basically done. The simple decoration should not take too long. If the business was good, she would open a chain store.

Now we need to get the health permit and business license first.

Opening a store in a school is like no other. If someone reports you, it will not only be very troublesome, but it will also have some bad effects on Principal Zeng.

Moreover, if you want to develop in a big way, it is best to register another trademark.

So the question is, if you want to register a trademark, what should you call it?

It is definitely not possible to call me by an English name. Not many people can speak English in this era, and many people have never read a book. It is best to choose a name that is simple, easy to remember and not convoluted. After thinking about it, I still can't think of a good name.

That's all, let's wait until Si Chen comes back!

Maybe he can come up with a good name.

"Sister-in-law, please open the table and start eating."

Si Xiaohui shouted in the kitchen at the top of her voice. Her voice was so loud that even Chen Yanmei in the corridor heard it, and she opened her mouth to murmur to the people next to her.

"I heard before that she found a job outside. Look how long it took for her to work. Then she stayed at home all day eating and waiting for hunger, and she had to hire two people to take care of her. She really thought of herself as an old Buddha."
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