Chapter 550 You are such a sinister little wife
"That shouldn't be the case. Given our relationship, if I insist on buying two boxes, he should still sell them to me, right?"

"At worst, I can just give you a little more money," said He Juanjuan.

Such a good thing was not sold, which immediately aroused her competitive spirit.

"Yeah! That makes sense!"

"I see two boxes are in good condition, but one box looks obviously worse."

"Let's talk to Chen Hui and leave him a box of good ones. I think he will have no objection." Huang Xiu Lian thought.

"Who wants that bad box? If you want to buy something, buy the good stuff!"

"Wen Jing won't give birth until next year, let him go up the mountain and look for her again."

"That's what my wife wants to eat. How motivating!" He Juanjuan said with a smile.

"That makes sense!" Huang Xiu Lian nodded and continued to help light the fire.

All I could do was help make tea and light the fire.

They had no idea what else they were going to do.

Chen Hui went to Wang Hongmei's house and picked some green onions, and then prepared all kinds of side dishes.

An Wenjing spent the entire afternoon stewing chicken soup at home.

The scorching and dazzling sunlight outside gradually became milder.

An Wenyi walked in wearing a new dress and said in a very ladylike manner, "Brother-in-law! The chicken soup at home is ready. Would you like to bring it over?"

"Got it, I'll go get it!"

Chen Hui quickly finished the work at hand, wiped his hands, and strode out.

"Brother-in-law! Wait for me! I'll be there too!" An Wenyi said as he followed.

Chen Hui stood at the gate and waited for a while.

Seeing An Wenyi stroking the hem of her skirt with both hands and walking slowly, she said helplessly: "Little brat, walk faster!"

"No! If my sister wears a skirt like this, she has to walk properly like this."

"If I keep running around, what if my skirt gets scratched by rocks, weeds, or branches?" An Wenyi said seriously.

"If I had known this could cure you, I would have bought it for you a long time ago."

"Just walk slowly. I'll go back and get the chicken soup."

Chen Hui couldn't help laughing, rubbed An Wenyi's melon seeds with his hands and left.

An Wenyi neither shouted nor chased after him. He walked steadily towards his home step by step.

When the villagers passing by saw it, without exception, they all couldn't help but stop and look.

There are few little girls who don't love beauty.

A little girl about An Wenyi's age saw it and clamored to buy one too.

As expected, I not only didn't buy the skirt, but I was also criticized.

The young woman wondered as her child was taken away.

Lin Jiao didn't know what luck she had, but in the past few months, both she and her son-in-law had been getting better and better, clearly exceeding the average level in the village.

"How enviable! When can I open a store?" The little woman sighed.

The little girl heard it and imitated her tone and said, "How enviable! When can I buy a skirt like that?"

When Chen Hui returned to Lin Jiao's house, An Wenjing had already taken the chicken soup out of the pot.

I found two rags and prepared to carry them over.

Hearing the noise outside, he put the things down again, poked his head out and shouted, "Brother Chen Hui! I'm just about to take it over!"

"It's such a big pot of soup. What if it accidentally spills and burns you?"

Chen Hui said casually, opened the cupboard and searched around.

"Brother Chen Hui, what are you looking for?" An Wenjing asked.

"I remember there was a big enamel cup in here. It looked like it had never been used!" Chen Hui said as he continued to look for something.

"I know where it is!"

"I've been asking my mother to take it out and use it, but she was reluctant to do so, so I just put it down here for her." An Wenjing squatted down and found the large enamel cup that Chen Hui mentioned in the lower half of the cupboard.

Take it to the sink, wash it, and bring it into the kitchen for him.

Chen Hui shook off the water and poured all the chicken soup in the small pot using a rag.

Put the lid on the small pot and place it a little further inside the stove to prevent it from being accidentally knocked over by someone walking by.

He closed the lid on the large enamel mug and said, "Let's go. We're going over there."

"Brother Chen Hui, do we only want the soup? No more meat?" An Wenjing asked puzzledly.

"This is used to blanch scallops. We want it to taste delicious, but you can't tell the mystery of how it came from."

"Put a big chicken drumstick in there, and the mystery is gone."

"It's really authentic, but not high-end at all!" Chen Hui said with a smile.

An Wenjing recalled the chicken soup Xishibei she had eaten.

After being blanched, the clam meat absorbs most of the chicken flavor in the chicken soup and releases its unique umami flavor.

I just thought it was delicious, and I really couldn't guess that chicken soup was added to it.

"Today's scallops are bigger and tastier than those on Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Chen Hui held the cup in one hand and walked out holding An Wenjing's hand with the other.

"Mom, you and Wen Yi remember to eat the chicken on the stove and the eel from lunch!"

"Don't leave it until tomorrow, it will go bad!" Chen Hui shouted loudly inside as he passed by the store.

Jin Feng came out with a cup of soy sauce and saw Chen Hui and An Wenjing.

I couldn't help but say sarcastically, "Chicken and fish, you are very filial to your mother-in-law."

"Aunt, it's normal for a son-in-law to be filial to his mother-in-law, right?" An Wenjing couldn't help but say.

Chen Hui squeezed her hand and said with a smile, "Yes! What can we do? Some people are so lucky to find such a good son-in-law!"

Chen Xiangdong has an average relationship with his two sons-in-law.

Only during the annual festivals when it is customary to give gifts to the father-in-law, we will give him gifts at the lowest and most economical price and reduce the price a little bit.

chicken?

Even the chicken feathers left over from killing a chicken would not be used to make a feather duster.

"Brother Chen Hui, please stop being so lustful."

"My aunt has two sons-in-law. They have had all the good things!"

An Wenjing pulled Chen Hui and said, looking very understanding.

Jin Feng was so angry that she couldn't even get angry. She replied angrily, "Of course."

He walked away staggeringly, carrying the bottle of soy sauce.

An Wenjing couldn't help laughing out loud when she saw the people leaving.

"So you know the situation!?" Chen Hui said in a low voice.

An Wenjing smiled and nodded.

"Well, you little wife, even I was fooled by you!"

"You are becoming more and more sinister now." Chen Hui said with a smile.

"As the saying goes, he who keeps company with vermilion becomes red, and he who keeps company with ink becomes black." An Wenjing said with a smile.

"You two are like this, and you still tell me to behave myself and not to cause conflicts with the villagers."

Lin Jiao, who followed Jin Feng's footsteps to the door of the store, also said with a helpless smile.

"Mom, remember to eat everything with Wen Yi!"

"We definitely won't be back for dinner tonight!"

As Chen Hui spoke, he felt An Wenjing pulling his hand again.

Following her gaze, I looked forward and saw Wu Jinhua, two men and one woman, walking towards the village entrance, talking and laughing.

(End of this chapter)