Chapter 152 The two sisters-in-law are dissatisfied with Feng Xiaomei's laziness

But my wife needs to help me clean the urinal under the wheelchair.

When he is bored, he can push his wheelchair out to make tea.

While he was making tea, his wife was beside him, sewing shoe soles and weaving fans.

He can also weave fans and sew shoe soles. He and his wife made fans together. In the summer, they made more than a hundred fans and earned some money.

In winter, he and his wife learned how to sew shoe soles. Now, all the insoles worn by his family are made by him and his wife.

"This is a tea suitable for winter. Would you like to try it?"

Feng Guodong smiled and said, "In the past, I just drank this to refresh myself. I just wanted the tea flavor, but I never cared about the taste. Now that I've been raised by you, my tongue has become delicate, and I can taste good and bad. Isn't this the coarse tea that costs one dollar a bag outside?"

“This is Pu’er.”

He had never heard of it and he didn't understand it, but he wrote it down.

At noon, the main course was a huge crab, which was bigger than the plate.

At first, my grandmother refused to eat it, saying that it had become a spirit. They also forbid outsiders to eat it, saying that if you eat it, you will turn into a woman and climb into bed at night.

Feng Mian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he had to persuade her to give her a bowl of crab meat.

It tastes delicious with the sauce she prepared.

Feng Mian pushed Gu Yuelin and asked in a low voice: "Is this what you ate when you were a child?"

Gu Yuelin said, "You are really embarrassing me. I was only three years old at that time. How can I remember the smell? I just remember that there was something like this on the table."

Zhang was surprised and asked, "You caught such a big crab when you were three years old?"

Grasp?

Gu Yuelin looked at Feng Mian strangely.

You told grandma that I caught it? Did she believe it?

No wonder she thought this was the ancestor of crabs.

"No, I had it once at my grandma's house when I was three years old," he explained.

"Do you kiss your niece?"

"Um."

"Where is your cousin from? I've never heard you tell me."

Gu Yuelin said: "She is from Kyoto. My mother was an educated youth who went to the countryside. Unfortunately, she was in poor health and died before I knew her."

Zhang sighed and said, "Your mother must be a rich person in Kyoto. How can a daughter of a rich family endure the hardships of the countryside? Alas! It's pitiful."

The atmosphere was a bit depressing, so Feng Mian hurriedly picked up some food for them and changed the subject.

After lunch, she divided the pastry into two portions, one of which was ordinary and could be bought in the city.

The other person took out part of the food and ate it, and gave the rest to Zhang to put away.

"Grandma, you and grandpa can eat by yourselves."

Zhang asked: "How did you make this cake? It looks so good."

"There are pastry chefs who have learned this skill and make a living from it, so it's important that they are good at it."

“Oh, that must be expensive.”

"Well, it's not cheap." Feng Mian simply admitted it.

Zhang was surprised, "How much is a box like this?"

Feng Mian thought for a moment and said, "About one yuan and one pound."

Zhang was surprised again after hearing this, "Oh, it's such a small amount of money, I pay one yuan per mouthful?"

Feng Mian nodded and said, "So don't be reluctant to eat it. You can only keep it for half a month at most. If it goes bad, you must not eat it."