"Xu, Xu Ning, my mother is a very good person." But she can't cook.

"I know, no one is perfect. I can't cook, but I have my grandma who can! You should eat more later! My grandma's cooking is delicious!"

In the past, she suffered from lack of opportunities and materials, but she was not afraid of being seen in this village. Old Mrs. Xu used all her skills to make ten dishes and a soup for the rough men in the yard!

The food hasn't been served yet, but the aroma has already made the rough men in the yard cry with greed.

Especially Pei Dazhuang, Pei Ni's mother, who had tears in her eyes while eating, thinking that people were so different from each other. She blew up all the kitchens in the village but still couldn't cook a successful meal.

Aunt Xu easily made a table full of delicious dishes. She could even make the smelly pig intestines taste so good!

There is also Sister Zhang. No one knows what her hands are made of. Every time she pinches the needle, the needle breaks. Even if the needle doesn't break, the fabric will be torn by her.

But it only took Sister Zhang two strokes, and before she could even see clearly, her daughter's cloth bag was finished. There was a red flower sewn on the surface of the cloth bag, which looked very beautiful.

Pei Dazhuang was often laughed at for not being a woman, especially since her name was a man's name. She thought she would never be praised for looking like a woman in her life, but Sister Zhang actually praised her for being "cute"!

She just helped Sister Zhang catch the lid in the kitchen.

"Da Zhuang, what are you doing? Staring at someone else's wife!" Pei Jiao ate quickly, and since no one dared to snatch food from her, she was the first one to finish eating, and she leisurely watched her people scramble for food like starving ghosts.

There's really no harm in comparing them. What kind of pig food did they eat before? This is what normal people eat, right?

Pei Jiao was sighing after finishing her meal when she saw Pei Dazhuang staring at Zhang.