Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

"Sister-in-law~" Sun Pingmei's cheeks turned slightly red, and she stamped her feet and said coquettishly.

Her skin is not so thick that no one can break it.

Jiang Fubao, who was standing by, was trying so hard to hold back his laughter that his stomach hurt.

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense and hurry up to dig mustard greens. Let's eat shepherd's purse and egg dumplings today. It just so happens that there is some coarse flour left at home. What a pity. If it was fine flour, the dumplings would taste better."

Zhang Jinlan said while swallowing her saliva.

It has been five or six years since I last ate refined noodles.

Life was pretty good at home at that time.

"Grandma, do you want to eat some fine flour? You can get some when you get home!" Jiang Fubao smiled sweetly. There were a total of fifty kilograms of flour in the space, which was refreshed every day, so a lot of it was wasted.

Zhang Jinlan was a little stunned when she heard her granddaughter's words.

Yes, my granddaughter is blessed by the immortals, and whatever she says will come true.

Is it really possible to create fine noodles out of thin air in the kitchen?

With anticipation, the group dug wild vegetables faster and faster.

Finally, I got home before noon.

They didn't even have time to wash their hands. They put down their backpacks and bamboo baskets and ran straight to the kitchen.

Everyone excitedly checked every corner of the kitchen, but there was no trace of flour.

Not disappointed yet.

Outside the yard, Jiang Fubao's exclamation reached the kitchen.

"Grandma! Come out quickly."

When several people heard the sound, they hurried out of the kitchen.

"Grandma, is there flour in this jar? It's so white, why is it different from coarse flour?"

Jiang Fubao opened his eyes exaggeratedly.

Seeing the exquisite face, Sun Pingmei opened her mouth even wider.

It turns out that what my niece said was true. She really could make her words come true! A spirit really appeared out of nowhere in the house.

Oh my God, it turns out that this morning was not a dream, everything was real.

Until this moment.

Only the Jiang family members completely believed Jiang Fubao's words.

He also believed that there was an immortal protecting her.

Jiang Fubao, who was standing by, lowered her head and smiled secretly when she saw her family so excited.

The flour in the jar was poured in by her when she pretended to wash her hands.

"Fubao, don't tell anyone about this, okay? You must not tell anyone about what happened today."

Only Zhang Jinlan's face showed more worry than joy.

She picked up her granddaughter and gave her instructions over and over again.

Until the sons came back from town.

Only then did she put her granddaughter down.

"Mother, the eggs were all sold out, and when we went to buy some bones, there happened to be two large bones left in the butcher's shop, and the shopkeeper sold them to us at a low price, charging only three cents."

Jiang Dahe put down the backpack.

Give the purse to your mother.

It was filled with copper coins.

"No one in the village saw us, did they?" Zhang Jinlan asked as she took the purse.

"No, we specially found a corner to sell it, don't worry, mom."

Jiang Dahe was sweating profusely. After he finished speaking, he came to the vat that collected mountain spring water, scooped half a ladle of water with a wooden ladle and drank it all.

After drinking, he let out a long breath.

Very comfortable.

"You kid, you got a stomachache after drinking cold water! There's hot water in the kitchen. You're almost a grandfather, why are you still acting like a kid?"

Zhang Jinlan was so angry that she started cursing.

"Mom, Yamato is also very thirsty. We must be more careful next time. Let's go to the kitchen to make dumplings. The shepherd's purse has been cleaned and washed."

When her husband was scolded, Zhu Yingqiu lent a hand and dragged her mother-in-law to the kitchen.

Before going in, the couple looked at each other.

The expressions vary.

"Dad, we have fine flour at home. Grandma said we'll have vegetable and egg dumplings for lunch. What are dumplings?"

When the original owner was born, there was a drought.

There is no money at home.

So the original owner had never eaten dumplings.

Jiang Fubao pretended to be confused and asked his father.

"Dumplings are just pancakes with stuffing wrapped in them. They are delicious. But where does the fine flour come from at home?" Jiang Siyin, who was unaware of the situation, looked at his wife.

"When Fubao was in the mountains, he said there would be fine noodles at home. When I came back, I found that the jar outside the kitchen was full of fine noodles. It was white and better than the fine noodles sold in town."

Zhang Yanzi explained.

Now it was Jiang Siyin's turn to be shocked.

"Daughter, don't tell anyone about this, okay?"

The concerns of mother and son are the same.

Jiang Fubao listened to the nagging again.

Half an hour later, we finally had dinner.

"Thanks to Fu Bao, we have some flour to eat at home. I just sold the eggs, so I won't sell the flour anymore. I'll keep it for myself. There are dumplings in the pot, as much as you can eat!"

While Zhang Jinlan was speaking, Zhu Yingqiu and Sun Pingmei each brought two soup bowls and placed them on the table.

"Eat it, there's more in the pot, add more when you're done."

The greedy Jiang Tongtu cheered: "Grandma, I want to eat thirty dumplings!"

"Eat, eat, eat. You can eat as much as you want, as long as you don't get too full."

I didn’t spend a penny on the fine flour, shepherd’s purse and eggs used to make the dumplings. I just put a little salt and lard in them.

Zhang Jinlan didn't feel sorry at all.

She waved her hand.

The Jiang family immediately picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

"It smells so good, my dear, am I dreaming? How come life has suddenly become so good? Woohoo, I would even be willing to live five years less."

Sun Pingmei chewed the dumplings, her eyes filled with tears of excitement.

"Pah, pah, pah, eat your meal properly, why are you talking nonsense!"

Jiang Eryong pouted three times.

She was afraid that what her daughter-in-law had just said would come true.

"Fubao, are the dumplings delicious?"

Seeing her granddaughter's cheeks bulging from eating, Zhang Jinlan asked with a smile.

"It's delicious, grandma. The dumplings are delicious. I want to eat more tonight."

Shepherd's purse is Jiang Fubao's favorite wild vegetable.

If the eggs are replaced with meat, they can be wrapped with shepherd's purse and meat filling.

I’m afraid these dumplings will be even more fragrant.

"There are no dumplings for dinner. We've eaten all the eggs, and we can't make omelettes. Grandma will make you bone noodle soup tonight. It's delicious too."

"Good~"

Jiang Fubao is not picky.

She responded and continued eating.

In the main room today.

It's rare to be quiet.

Everyone was busy with their mouths and no one was chatting.

Finished the meal.

Everyone was so exhausted that they couldn't move.

There was only soup left from the dumplings in the pot.

Jiang Eryong, who had the biggest appetite, also drank a bowl of dumpling soup to satisfy his stomach.

"I live like this. Even if you offer me a landowner to trade with me, I won't even bring any."

Jiang Tongmu burped.

Full of happiness.

"I won't change it either. I heard from others that the landlord Zhou in Zhoujia Village is not as well off as our family. He only has 15 acres more land than our family, but now the harvest is so poor, and his family is also eating brown rice porridge."

Jiang Tongtu, who was as well-informed as his own father, echoed.

"What kind of landlord is he? There are many landlords in this town who own hundreds of acres of land and eat meat and rice every day. You are a big fool."

Jiang Eryong picked up the food between his teeth with his fingernails.

Laughing at the younger son.

"Humph, sooner or later we will eat meat every day. Maybe we will vomit after eating meat and beg grandma to make vegetarian dishes for us."

Jiang Tongtu pouted and snorted with disdain.

Others didn't take it seriously and just thought he was talking nonsense.

Only Jiang Fubao smiled mysteriously.

This day will come sooner or later.