When it was time for dinner, Baimei came with a bowl.

"Miss Bai, why are you here?"

when Mrs. Niu saw that Bai Mei arrived, she was surprised. Why did she come here, but what could not be done? '

Bai Mei handed the bowl she was holding behind her back to the front.

"Madame asked me to come. She packed some food back."

"She eats these?"

Mrs. Niu pointed to the rice in the pot, "is she used to eating?" Look how exquisite that person is. The bedding needs to be replaced with new ones. It's dirty. Even if you don't wash it, you give it to them directly. What's the matter? Do you want a big pot of rice? Can the person eat it?

"Madame said, the rice pot is delicious."

Baimei put the bowl on the table, which also let the side of the aunt can not help but follow a line.

"This big pot rice is to grab food. If we sit together, we can't eat without grabbing. We have to eat an extra bowl of rice every time."

"Then give her more," Bai Mei also covered her mouth and laughed. Here, she did not pose as a big lady. When she was with the simple villagers here, her life should have been simpler.

Who hasn't suffered so much?

It's the same for her wife. It's also a bitter experience all the way. Even grass can be eaten, not to mention these oily and fragrant meals, a large bowl of rice, a large bowl of vegetables, and two white flour steamed buns. How fragrant is it?

Recently, she has changed fang'er to prepare food for his wife. But now she seems to have no taste. She doesn't eat meat. She only eats vegetables grown in the hospital. She is afraid. If she goes on like this, what should she do if she turns into a rabbit?

Is it difficult for them to pull grass for their wives in the future?

The old lady, who plays dishes, also plays a whole basin of rice for Baimei.

Looking at the pot of rice, Bai Mei still carried more meat than she did when she served the villagers. It seemed that she had to count the pieces of meat.

There is no way to deal with it. If it is not good, the people at the back will not be there. If you are more than me, you will inevitably be said. Therefore, every spoonful of food is exquisite.

If this dish is less, add more broth. If the dish is more, the meat will be less, but if the meat is less, the dish will be more.

It seems that all the dishes are weighed out in the hands of Mrs. Niu. This dozen is accurate.

Is this for pigs?

Baimei put such a large basin of vegetables on the table.

Shen Qingci lies on the table and looks up at the white plum.

"Are you feeding pigs or people?"

Baimei put the bowl in front of Shen Qingci, "madam, eat more."

"What if you can't finish it?"

Shen Qingci picked up the chopsticks and put some in his mouth. It was delicious. But if he could not finish eating, it would be a waste.

He went to the town of yipinxiang. If it was not for him, it was her. So if something happened, it was the Lord who worked harder.

And madam, it's good to have a fox here.

In any case, their family has always been the same, if the brand Heng in the word, these dishes, to her can be divided.

"Come and eat with me."

Shen Qingci couldn't eat so much. She felt that the whole family had enough to eat. If she really put all the food in her stomach, could she still digest it?

"Yes."

Bai Mei did not refuse to sit down with her. Instead, she was in their house. It was common for them to have dinner with her wife. Although she earned a lot of money, she also kept a golden and silver mountain. However, when she was in the Duke of Wei, she was very frugal.

On weekdays, if only he is alone, the most is two dishes, more is not to eat.

Such a good habit, to Shuo Wang's house, is not left behind, even a few of their small masters, have never been extravagant and wasteful.

They are well aware that this meal is hard won.

We should know how many people in this world are unable to eat, so they save some. The inconvenience is to save a little peace of mind, but also save more food, and then give it to the people who have no food.

Shen Qingci picked up the chopsticks, picked out some pieces of meat inside, and then put them in the bowl.

Every year, she called out to the house, and then every year came with a little brand white in her mouth.

Shen Qingci put the bowl aside, and Xiao Shao Bai was lying in front of the bowl, where he ate meat. As for every year, he had eaten it. He could hunt food for himself when he went outside. He was small and stupid. He recovered from his illness. His intestines and stomach were very weak. A few days ago, he fed him some raw meat every year. As a result, he had diarrhea and was fed for several days The old doctor said that the fox had better eat some cooked food. He had better drink some soup. He had no way. He would be the same as other people. He could only recuperate slowly the day after tomorrow. After a few years of raising, it can't be guaranteed. That's good.It's enough to eat this small bowl of meat.

Shen Qingci here also started his own meal.

Who made these dishes? It is delicious to cook a pile of vegetables together, especially the potherb inside. The flavor of seasoning is put into the dish.

Eating food is like eating meat.

"You'll get me some more tomorrow."

Shen Qingci felt that it was delicious. He didn't pay attention to it. He finished a bowl of rice.

"Good. "

Baimei knows, but without Shen Qingci, Baimei knows how to do it. The cooking in this big pot is delicious. The wife doesn't have to change into a rabbit, and she doesn't have to prepare to help her to mow the grass.

The villagers, at this time, all have nearly an hour's rest time. They are in a hurry to bring these meals back home and add some rice to the family.

When they came out with these meals, those who were not selected or selected but were removed from their names because of their death are not only oppressed but also angry.

On the other side, a man like a bamboo pole was staring at the food brought back by the villagers, and his eyes flashed with a touch of cruelty.

On the next day, Bai Mei went to play a large pot of rice for Shen Qingci. She put the rice on the table and put it on the table. She sat on one side of the table with a little brand white. Now she is waiting.

Shen Qingci picked out a piece of meat and gave it to Xiao Shao to eat for nothing. She took the rice from Baimei's hand and put it in the brand Heng care flour glue.

It was the first time to eat this kind of cooking pot.

"It's delicious."

Shen Qingci had eaten it himself, and felt that it tasted good. It was just for him to taste it together.

"I'll try."

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