Chapter 11

Deng Jingu took another look at Lin Anxin and said, "Siya, make some hot tea first. If it's really uncomfortable, take a rest. I'll help you when I come back."

To be fair, Deng Jingu is good for Lin Siya. At least, he still loves her a little.

Lin Anxin thinks that this is the reason why the original owner is willing to work hard.

In the original owner's impression, Deng Dalang has always been a good talker and friendly elder.

Naturally, she also hoped that Deng would be safe.

Thinking of this, she frowned slightly. Although Ji Chunhua was hot tempered, she was not too bad to the original owner. At least she didn't rub her like some vicious mother-in-law.

On the contrary, it's Deng Dalang who has been watching coldly these two days. She doesn't see that he cares about the child's daughter-in-law. Is it because she hasn't found out the temperament of these people, or is there something wrong with the eyes of the original owner?

In any case, she first looked at the body bone well, and then slowly do the next plan.

Lin an leisurely went to the kitchen, ready to make a fire and boil water. Most of all, after Ji Chunhua came back, she made a fire and cooked something. There were still some sparks in the kitchen. She looked at the two flints for another moment in a daze.

It took me a long time to remember that when I was a child, I went to my grandmother's house to play. My grandmother always cooked a meal and cooked sweet potatoes with the firewood Mars burned in the kitchen. Sometimes, Mars was big enough to put hay on Mars. Then she took a long bamboo tube and blew it fiercely at Mars. From time to time, the hay could be ignited.

She tried to find the place where the firewood was put. As expected, she found a long bamboo tube called the fire blowing tube. Then, according to the method in memory, after a long time of tossing, she was told to make a fire.

In this way, she felt very tired.

Lin Anxin twisted her eyebrows slightly. This is not good. This body is really weak after this illness.

She has to work out slowly.

Even if people are uncomfortable, Lin Anxin thinks that before the unreliable system can work, she must keep a low profile and try to act like the original owner, but she has to find a way not to provoke Ji Chunhua and avoid being scolded by her.

After making the fire, Lin Anxin took some firewood and put it in the kitchen. She slowly stood up, held the edge of the kitchen with her hand, and moved to the north of the kitchen. She knew that there was a big vat with a lot of water in it.

When she came to the front of the jar, she was sweating and sticky all over.

She took a melon ladle and put two scoops of water into the pot. She was very tired. She leaned against the edge of the stove for a short rest. She saw that the cold water that had been put into the pot was bubbling. She had to bear the pain and scoop two more times.

Although a sweat, but before the acid in the bones has faded a lot.

Sure enough, we need to exercise more and sweat more to get better faster.

Lin Anxin still has no strength, but he feels more comfortable.

After boiling the water, she thought about it, moved it to the washstand by the door, looked at the patched washcloth on the washstand, and then looked at the wooden washbasin. She remembered that the Deng family shared a towel.

Lin an wants to wipe the sweat on his body. Naturally, he can't use this handkerchief.

In desperation, she could only go to the East Chamber slowly with the help of the wall. With the memory of the original owner, she found a clean cloth pressing the bottom of the box. Then she moved back to the kitchen, and finally wiped herself with hot water.

Although she was so tired that she just wanted to lie down immediately, she felt really better.

"Well, when will this broken body get better?" Lin Anxin looked out at the incessant rain and frowned.

What's more, when will the unreliable system have enough energy to "get up" and work?

When she thought about it like this, it seemed that she had fallen into a strange circle again, and the result was the same.

Lin Anxin sat in front of the stove for a while, wondering that this would not work. First of all, let the family slowly change their attitude towards her. Deng Jingu, needless to say, is a loyal fan. Ji Chunhua, the mother-in-law in the name of Ji Chunhua, is a person with little thunder and heavy rain according to the memory of the original owner. Deng Dalang is not indifferent to the original owner As for Deng Jinchai, her eldest sister-in-law as well as her own sister-in-law, the most annoying attitude to her is Deng Jinling and Deng Jinsuo.

By the way, where's the gold lock?

She worked so hard that she forgot the mischievous guy.

"Golden Lock!"

She sat in front of the stove and yelled a few times, but no one answered.

Lin Anxin knows that Deng Jinsuo has always hated and ignored the original owner.

She stood up and went to the main room. As she walked, she called again, "golden lock, be good, come out quickly."

Still did not hear a trace of movement, Lin Anxin went to the steps, relying on the big wooden column gasping, serious illness has not yet healed, she is still weak.

"Jinsuo, where are you? Come out quickly and I'll make delicious food for you."

Deng Jinsuo didn't show up. Lin Anxin guessed that he ran out again when she didn't pay attention.It's a rainy day. I don't think I can go far.

She leaned against the wooden column and thought to herself again. Though she didn't want to wear it into the body, she survived. She had to hold her nose and try to live.

Lin Anxin thought that something had happened to the Deng family. For a while, he was afraid that he would be in a hurry. Before his body recovered, he must live in this family and meet these people. That is to say, he must let the family not feel disgusted with him.

With her memory, she slowly went to the kitchen, planning to help cook something while there was a fire in the kitchen.

Lin Anxin sat down again for a rest.

In modern times, she is also regarded as the daughter of a wealthy family, and she is a Jiao Gongju who does not touch Yang Chunshui.

If you want her to cook a few decent meals, you'd better save it. In my memory, there is a way to cook.

Lin Anxin silently recalled: can't bear to look directly at, what is put two ladle of water, a pot of cooking.

Because Ji Chunhua is hardworking and capable, his family has collected many autumn pumpkins, all of which have small sieve plates.

Although Lin Anxin doesn't like to eat melons, sometimes he goes to a restaurant to eat, and some relatives and friends will order a steamed pumpkin with honey dates.

These days, I haven't seen pork and pigs running, have I? She is going to try the dish.

Jujube, don't think about it, there must be No.

She rummaged in the kitchen and found a little salt and a sugar jar, which she estimated could scrape off a spoonful and a half.

Make do with it.

She went to peel the pumpkin first. The process was a little long. In the middle of the process, Lin Anxin took another rest twice. Then she washed it and cut it into small pieces.

After she finished cutting, Lin an was silent for a long time, looking at the pumpkin slices with different thicknesses on the cutting board. Finally, she found a big tile bowl to pack these pumpkin slices, sprinkled with salt and sugar, and half of the work was done, as long as it was steamed.

Lin Anxin happily put the earthen bowl on the bamboo mat and covered it with a wooden cover.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she didn't screw up.

……

Sitting in front of the stove, she didn't know how long the water had been boiled. She only remembered that she had added two or three times of cold water. Well, the bowl of pumpkin only had a layer of skin on the surface.

Outside the wind and rain a lot less, even the sky also brightened a lot.

She looked out. Deng Jinsuo, the broken child, was still out of sight.

Lin Anxin doesn't plan to go out to look for it. One is that she doesn't have the strength. The other is that it's raining so heavily. Deng Jinsuo should only play in the neighbor's house.

She thought so blindly that the door of Deng's courtyard was smashed open again.

That's right. It's not pushing, it's bumping. Sitting in the kitchen, Lin Anxin could feel the mud wall shaking three times.

"Siya, Siya, where are you going to die?"

Deng Jinling's voice sounded urgent and angry, as if it was a nameless fire that would break out at any time.

Lin Anxin is still sitting there. She doesn't want to pay attention to Deng Jinling Before he got married, he often bullied his second sister-in-law.

"Si ya, are you deaf or blind?"

When Deng Jinling saw that no one was answering, she became more and more surprised and angry. She doubted that this unfamiliar white eyed wolf had run away from her mother's house?

Lin Anxin sat there quietly, disdaining his little mouth.

She just shouldn't. what can Deng Jinling do with her?

"Siya, you, you You owe me a fight. I shouldn't cry out. I'm still sitting here like nobody's doing anything. "

Lin Anxin took the tongs in his hand and said coolly, "I should. You didn't hear me."

Anyway, there is no one in the kitchen. Who knows if she has answered.

"Nonsense, I didn't hear it." Deng Jinling was so angry that she cut her with a sharp eye.

Lin Anxin doesn't care about it. You can cut it as you like. You'd better cut it out of the corner of your eye.

She gave Deng Jinling a look that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

Deng Jinling was so angry that she turned upside down.

"Bah, I think you are a disaster. Why don't you die and go back to your mother's home?" Deng Jinling never liked Lin an.

Before, she could coax some things from her third brother, but since the dead girl of the Lin family came, her heart grew on her.

She couldn't coax him into anything delicious or funny. After Deng Jin got the little girl's daughter-in-law, he didn't know who taught him, but he knew how to take those good things to please the dead girl.

Deng Jinling felt that it must be Lin Anxin who was in front of her.

"Thank you. If I'm really a disaster, I'll live a long life. Look what I'm doing. Haven't you heard that the disaster will last for thousands of years?" Lin Anxin turned his mouth.

"You Deng Jinling reached out and pointed at her, shivering with anger.

The little mouth of this dead girl is more and more unreasonable.

"I bah, don't hurt you with my golden drum. I'll be right in front of you. If you don't pay attention to my second sister-in-law, I can tell you that if you don't give me honest, I'll cut you."Lin Anxin is also a proud girl. She is a child bride in ancient times, and her status is so low that she doesn't need to be. However, she is still very tough and tough.

"Hum, I don't know who to cut. Brother Jingu really hurts me. I'm afraid I'm hungry and tired. What's the matter? You're envious. What can you do? That's why you can only do it on one side and watch it jump. In other words, your boss doesn't treat me like brother Jingu. So, you feel uncomfortable. I'm not happy with you? "