Zhao Xiulan chopped the chicken into small pieces, put it in a stew pot, and simmered it on the coal stove, while busy cooking other dishes.
It's five o'clock now, it's almost time for dinner, and it's time to make dinner.
The chicken soup has to be simmered for at least half an hour and an hour, and it will have to wait until six o'clock for dinner.
Several other families in the compound also came out and came to the kitchen to cook.
Ma Guifen was unspeakably jealous when she saw that Zhao Xiulan was eating chicken stew and meat again.
In addition, she is a broken mouth. Seeing that Zhao Xiulan's food is so good, she couldn't help but mutter, "Some people are really prodigal. Now, let's see what you eat!"
When Zhao Xiulan heard Ma Guifen's words, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she was too lazy to pay attention to this woman.
Some people are really jealous!
She also likes to say a few words about what other people like to eat.
Zhao Xiulan sneered, "I can't help it, I have money, I want to eat whatever I want, what can I do? Some people don't have the ability to eat well. Are your eyes red?"
Zhao Xiulan said, smelling the chicken soup, "Oh, this chicken soup is really fragrant, it must be delicious to drink. Also, such a good pork belly, it must taste delicious.
Oh, I am so happy to be able to eat such a good thing.”
Zhao Xiulan said this on purpose to make Ma Guifen angry.
Isn't it because she is jealous that she eats well, and makes her gluttonous.
After hearing Zhao Xiulan's words, Ma Guifen's face was really angry and ugly.
Ma Guifen pouted, isn't there something delicious? What's there to rant about?
Looking at Zhao Xiulan's appearance, her tail was lifted to the sky.
Seeing that Ma Guifen's face was not good, Zhao Xiulan suddenly became very happy and continued to cook.
In the kitchen, other people are also busy.
At this time, a family of forty square meters in Xihu, a woman named Liu Qiaomei who worked in a textile factory, frowned and asked in confusion, "My oil is much less, who among you took my oil?"
Because cooking in the kitchen is all in the same courtyard, under normal circumstances no outsiders come over, and sometimes things like oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are placed directly in the kitchen.
After all, it is very inconvenient to take it and put it directly in the kitchen, it is not a valuable thing anyway.
After all, these days, there are still a few people with unclean hands and feet.
Especially in a compound, people look up every day but don't look down, let alone steal things from each other.
Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to find a little oil in the oil pot, but Liu Qiaomei clearly remembers that she just filled a pot of oil yesterday, and today it suddenly lost a quarter of the oil, which is still very obvious.
If it is not just filled, it may not be easy to find.
When Liu Qiaomei said this, several families in the compound frowned.
Thinking that the people who stole the oil should be the people in the compound, and others have no chance to come in.
Liu Qiaomei's oil was stolen, and each of them is suspect.
No one wants to be charged with stealing something on their head.
"I lost the oil, how is this possible? We are in a compound, who can do such a beast?" The woman who lived in the 40-square-meter house in the east household was a nurse in the hospital and called Che Meng.
Liu Qiaomei said with a stern face, "I'm not talking nonsense. I'm pretty sure I lost some oil. If it wasn't stolen, where would the oil go?"