Wang Zhimei scolded with a smile: "You little ones have no conscience, grandma cooks for you, and you still dislike it!" ”

Jingmo is a villain, "I'm tired of cooking, my mother will do it!" ”

"Is Jingmo afraid that grandma will be tired?" Wang Zhimei carried the ecstasy soup on her back and laughed from ear to ear.

Jingmo glanced at Hua Yao with a weak heart, and nodded with a clear conscience.

Wang Zhimei held Jingmo in her arms, "Ouch, grandma's baby grandson is really grandma's heart." ”

Chonglou also pounced on him and said, "I am also my grandmother's heart." ”

"Meat, meat!"

Nanxing doesn't understand anything, so he likes to join in the fun with his brothers.

The three children pestered Wang Zhimei, Wang Zhimei helped to make the fire, and Hua Yao was comfortable cooking alone.

Wang Zhimei felt that he had just spoken for a while, and Hua Yao had already made all the meals. She looked at the dishes on the table in surprise and glanced at Hua Yao suspiciously.

"Do you really know how to cook?"

Hua Yao washed the pot, made fish, and didn't forget to chat with Wang Zhimei, "What do you mean by this?" Why can't I cook? Is cooking hard? ”

"Hey, you damn girl, do you have any talk to you? What virtues did you have before, don't you have any points in your heart? ”

"All of a sudden, I wanted to cook my own food, so I looked at the recipe. It doesn't feel that difficult. ”

"What you're saying is really bad."

Wang Zhimei coaxed the three children out and leaned over to watch her make fish. The sharp strength, as well as the knife work, can be practiced at a glance.

"You tell me the truth, have you found someone to specialize in it?" Wang Zhimei didn't believe it, she would just look at it casually.

Hua Yao said half-truthfully: "I learned it before the divorce." I didn't expect the marriage to be divorced, and the housework was all over. ”

"You are a wife to other people, do laundry, cook and take care of children, which is what it should be."

Wang Zhimei lowered her voice and said, "No one in our old historian has ever done such a humiliating thing. Don't be the first one for me, and let me and your dad be poked in the back. ”

"If you can't get by, you won't let you get a divorce? Besides, who says women have to do this? Didn't I go to work and didn't make money? Earn less money than him? ”

Hua Yao was very unconvinced.

"You're a woman. You're a child's mother, a wife. ”

"Times are changing, and so is the status of women. He used to be at home with children. I'm willing to cook now, and I'm already living a good life. You just put your heart in your stomach and don't care about this idleness. ”

Fish out of the pan.

Wang Zhimei was about to speak, but was kicked out by Hua Yao, "Mom, go out and ask my dad to come back for dinner." ”

"Your brother went shouting."

Wang Zhimei went over to see how the rice was, and Hua Yao went to the yard to wash her hands, took off her apron and hung it on the railing.

Three children were playing in the yard, covered in dirt.

Wang Zhimei called all three children over with a single voice, and Hua Yao didn't have to care. Hua Yao went to the wing, and Li Cangshu was still reading a book in his hand.

"You've been reading for a long time, haven't you?"

It's been a few days since Hua Yao came over, and he's still reading the book with him.

Li Cangshu said: "I watched it twice. ”

Hua Yao: "......"

It's just how boring it is, and how much I like it, and I read it over and over again.

"Don't you have any other books? So you can only read this book? ”

Li Cangshu looked at her nervously, "What would make you make such a wrong judgment?" ”

Hua Yao thought about it seriously and said, "Poverty." ”