"I..." Li Jinjin's face sank suddenly, and she was about to have a seizure, but her body involuntarily walked to the kitchen, she was so angry that her liver trembled, you know how to cook.

Don't look at the living room is a mess, there are all kinds of clutter everywhere.

The kitchen was spotless, oil was oil, salt was salt, spices were sorted, and pots and pans were clean.

Li Jinjin suo has taken control of his body and waited and saw what happened.

Killing fish, chopping pork ribs, washing vegetables, steaming rice, cutting tofu, Li Jinjin was a little disdainful at first, but later immersed himself in the superb cooking skills of the original owner.

The hand is like the wind, tinkling, like playing a harmonious music.

"Sting." The pork ribs are covered with sugar, and there is a burnt fragrance, green onions, ginger and garlic, cinnamon bay leaves, and fine Huadiao wine, which are stewed all over the house.

Thinly slice the tofu, coat it with eggs and cornstarch, fry it until brown, and pour the chicken broth with soy sauce.

Cut spinach, boil it in a pot with lard, put in the clams that spit out the sand, boil over high heat, sprinkle a little sugar to enhance the flavor, and a pot of seafood and spinach soup that makes people lose their eyebrows, hooking people's appetite.

"That's pretty much it." The young girl, attracted by the aroma, walked over with an expectant expression.

Her name is Song Yin, she is Li Jinjin's sister-in-law, she has been pampered since she was a child, she doesn't like to study, she is lazy to eat, and she is very picky.

Li Jingang got married, she moved in with her, and at first she was somewhat restrained, but later found that she had a soft personality, so she acted as a prestige at home.

She rubbed into the kitchen and reached out to pick up a piece of ribs.

"Slap" Li Jinjin was full of anger, held up the rice shovel, and slapped it directly on the back of Song Yin's hand.

"Oops, Mom." Song Yin was unprepared, even frightened by the pain, and sat directly on the ground, stunned for a long time before reacting.

"Mom, she hit me." She wanted to scold, but Li Jinjin's kitchen knife flashing with cold light in her right hand scared her soul and didn't dare to continue looking for trouble.

"Who would dare to hit you?" With a full voice, a thin old lady walked into the kitchen.

He was about fifty years old, with a wrinkled face and a pair of small eyes that shone with fine light, staring at Li Jinjin viciously.

"Mom, I'm hungry and want to eat a piece of pork ribs first, but she stretched out her hand and hit me, and she used a knife..."

Song Yin trembled and pointed to the knife in Li Jinjin's hand, and got up suddenly, hiding behind the old lady, cautiously, only revealing her head.

Li Jinjin seemed to smile, raised the knife, and the two looked at each other, sparking sparks full of hatred all the way.

This is the mother-in-law of the original owner, and she is also a capable person, she gave birth to a handsome son, used him to get rid of poverty and become rich, lived in a villa from a small bungalow, and held her son firmly in her hands, and was obedient to her.

"Xiao Jin, let's eat." The mother-in-law's puzzled expression swept over, Li Jinjin has always been gentle, and when she met someone who didn't like to listen, she had red circles in her eyes at most, and she didn't say a word, what's wrong today?

"What's the hurry, isn't the Lord here yet?" Li Jinjin picked up a rag and began to wipe the knife meticulously, one at a time, the movement was extremely slow.

"Mom, is she crazy?" Song Yin's voice trembled a little, and her hand was hooked on the old lady's sleeve.

Usually, Li Jinjin's eyes are always obedient with a hint of flattery, but today, her eyes are full of hatred, as if she wants to eat her and her daughter alive.

Song's mother decided to avoid his edge, and waited for her son to come back, as long as she saw Song Qiran, even if Li Jinjin was a hundred steels, he would immediately become a finger twister.

"That's right, Xiao Ran will be home soon, and we'll wait for him to come before we eat." Mother Song's face stiffened, and she withdrew from the kitchen with Song Yin.

The table full of delicacies seduces Li Jinjin's soul, and there will be a tough battle for a while, so it is better to fill his stomach first.

She picked up a piece of pork ribs and stuffed it into her mouth, it was soft and fragrant, sweet and salty, and it automatically slid into her throat after a few chews.

It was really delicious, her hand stretched out again, and she ate several pieces in a row, and the whole plate of pork ribs was almost halfway down, and she put down her chopsticks with satisfaction, and was about to take another bowl of soup to drink in the evening, when the door opened.

She quickly took a big sip of soup directly with a soup spoon, and now for her, venting for others is second, and eating a few more bites of food is the most important thing!