Boss Fu is definitely not good at doing this job.

The wet face was stained with both hands.

Leng Qingzhu remembered that he seemed to have seen it somewhere, saying that it was the custom there, girls kneading dough to be potted light, face light, and hand light, and they couldn't do these three things, and they even struggled to find their in-laws.

If Boss Fu is a girl there, it seems that he will definitely not be able to find his mother-in-law's family.

"How did you think of steamed steamed buns? It's not something you can do, is it? ”

Chen Baishuang entered the house with a handful of freshly washed dried bud rice leaves, and spread them on the steaming curtain one by one, with the same worry as Leng Qingzhu: "That's it, Ying Shao, do you really know how to steam?" ”

After sending off the guests, Fu Yingshao washed his hands and kneaded his dough when he entered the house, saying that he wanted to help steam steamed buns, of course Chen Baishuang couldn't believe it, but it was not easy to stop him.

"I've done this job at home, and more than once, I did the work of steaming steamed buns for the Chinese New Year in our family."

Fu Yingshao wanted a good omen, and he didn't blink his eyes when he talked nonsense.

Leng Qingzhu held his forehead, even if he didn't blink, it was too fake.

Chen Baishuang believed it, and chatted with Fu Yingshao while spreading the bud rice leaves.

"I really didn't expect it, you would do this, it's not like Qingzhu, this girl has been spoiled by us, clumsy, she can cut her hands last time she cut meat."

When the mother-in-law is tricky, at this time, she has already helped her daughter fight for the right to do less housework.

Fu Yingshao turned his head to look at Leng Qingzhu: "It doesn't matter, just leave the kitchen to me in the future, Qingzhu doesn't have to do anything." ”

Leng Qingzhu complained in his heart, like a simple person, he could still laugh at this time.

Chen Baishuang was satisfied: "So you are a good child, Qingzhu will be handed over to you, I am very relieved." ”

Leng Xiangbei, who entered the house, heard this, lowered his head and held back a smile, shook his shoulders and ran away with the words "Golden Rooster Full Shelf".

Leng Qingzhu knew something was wrong, and hurriedly followed, stepped on the threshold and grabbed the collar of the fourth brother's padded jacket: "Say, did you break it again?" ”

"What can I make bad? Who do you think of me? ”

Leng Qingzhu gave him a "Hehe! ”

Leng Xiangdong walked over with a stool and whispered about Leng Xiangbei's fooling of Fu Yingshao.

"You can do it!"

"Is it just a joke? Who would have thought he was so serious! Leng Xiangbei tried his best to show his innocence.

"Just kidding, okay!"

Qiao Shuilan was about to go out to pour water with the basin, but Leng Qingzhu's hand reached into the basin and took it out and put it directly against Leng Xiangbei's neck.

The cold water made Leng Xiangbei a spirit: "What are you doing?" ”

"Just kidding." Leng Qingzhu shook his hand and turned around and entered the house.

Leng Xiangbei jumped behind her: "It's amazing, before I got married, I knew that my elbow was turned out!" ”

Leng Qingzhu didn't bother to take care of him.

Leng Xiangbei swept the gloating eldest brother next to him: "Didn't you just flicker along with you?" What kind of good people are here now? ”

Leng Xiangdong spread his hands: "I didn't say anything just now, it's all you talking to yourself!" ”

Leng Xiangbei: "......"

The bud rice leaves in Chen Baishuang's hand were finished, and Leng Hongyi was pasting window flowers, in fact, he had been waiting for Fu Yingshao to ask for help.

Leng Qingzhu washed his hands, snatched the basin from Fu Yingshao's hand, and cleaned all the noodles in his hand by the way.

"What? This must be done. ”

This man was guilty of death at this time, and he refused to let go of anything, he really cared about that good omen.

Leng Qingzhu took a deep breath and said with a smile: "I do the same, the two of us are originally one." ”

These words were so sweet, Fu Yingshao's heart suddenly became like this good dough, soft and unpresentable.

But he still disagreed: "Mom said you can't do kitchen work." ”

Chen Baishuang, who was pasting window flowers, paused, and turned his head to look at Leng Qingzhu.

Isn't the girl going to slap her in the face so soon?