The Rebirth Wife Of The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 60

When Ye Qingshui finished washing and went downstairs, Xu Maofang and her daughter were already having breakfast.

Xu Maofang said, "Shui Ya, I got up a bit late today."

Her kind words fell, and she glanced at Xie Jun. Xu Maofang said: "You just came back yesterday. I was a little tired from the long journey, but I took a rest all afternoon. Yesterday, Dongmei and I were looking forward to chatting with you. We want to know about Tingyu's going to the countryside. "

Xu Maofang sighed.

"Young girl, you can't be so lazy." As

soon as she finished speaking, she gave Ye Qingshui the hat of "lazy daughter-in-law" . She was also considerate and meticulous , so that she couldn't make mistakes.

Xu Maofang smiled, "Shuiya, come to have breakfast, I made it by myself. Tomorrow we have to taste the craftsmanship of Shuiya."

The dinner Ye Qingshui cooked last night was very delicious. It was a favorite of the guests of the host. She was able to cook, but she was too lazy to let Xu Maofang, the nominal mother-in-law, cook breakfast for her. When Xu Maofang clicked, he said with a smile, Yan Yan, with a soft knife.

Father-in-law Xie Jun's expression was a little unclear, and his stern face pursed his lips, and some of Xie Tingyu's shadow could be seen vaguely. The unsmiling appearance makes people look a little embarrassed.

But he didn't say a word, simply ate some breakfast and went out.

As soon as the new wife returns home, the most important thing is to impress her in-laws with diligence and respect for her elders.

If Ye Qingshui wanted to be the daughter-in-law of the Xie family, she would have to panic and blame herself, wishing to dig a hole and bury herself. Her father-in-law went to work, but she just got up.

But not Ye Qingshui.

She came down the stairs unhurriedly, couldn't help yawning, and said naturally: "The trumpet in the army is too loud. I didn't sleep well last night, so I got up late."

She watched. He glanced at Xu Maofang's breakfast, fried dough sticks, milk, and eggs, and smiled.

You tiao should have been bought from the street, the eggs were barely cooked by Xu Maofang himself, and the milk was ordered uniformly.

However, it is not easy for a housewife like Xu Maofang to cook breakfast.

Ye Qingshui said, "I shouldn't be full just by eating these. Brother Yu

has a lot of appetite, and my appetite is quite big." Now it's too late to make steamed buns. Ye Qingshui kneaded the noodles. The soft tendon noodles were beaten repeatedly, and then slowly. Stretched nine or ninety-one times, the soft noodles became tough. She used the leftover broth from last night to make the soup, cut some bacon and potatoes, dripped it with fragrant oil, and boiled it over the fire.

Xu Maofang was disrupted by the daughter-in-law from the countryside playing cards without a routine.

She looked at Ye Qingshui carefully, but looked down upon her. This Ye Shuiya didn't have the cowardice and low self-esteem of a country girl at all.

It's quite bold in his bones.

But in fact, she didn't allow her to think too much. Soon there was a puff, puff, and scent of hot water vapor in the kitchen.

The smell of bacon, which made people worry about it all night, came to torture the neighbors around. They couldn't help sticking their heads out, looking around, and finally angrily shut the doors and windows tightly.