Lu Manyue quickly shouted, "Wash your hands before you can knead the dough."

Wei Dingbang sighed and silently went to the fight area to find water to wash his hands.

This is the disadvantage of having a wife, she will control you everywhere.

When Li Fen gritted her teeth, took out the ticket and money to buy a few black-faced steamed buns, she saw that the honeycomb coal stove had been poked open.

There was a pot on the stove. The guy named Wei Dingbang was holding a piece of dough in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, cutting the dough and throwing it into the hot water in the pot.

Lu Manyue watched eagerly from the side, applauding and praising him for his excellent peeling.

Wei Dingbang peeled the dough even more vigorously, especially after seeing her come back. The kitchen knife flew up and down and peeled the dough non-stop. The dough became smaller and smaller, and the last piece was thrown into the pot to cook.

Looking at the flour bag thrown on the ground, Li Fen's brain was about to explode.

"I have been saving up this flour for two months. I will give it to your uncle in a few days. You two will make a meal out of it!"

Li Fen picked up the flour bag and shook it twice desperately, but not a single bit of flour dust came out.

She was so angry that she pointed her finger at Wei Dingbang and looked like she was about to faint.

"Lu Manyue, your mother, no, our mother is dizzy from hunger!" Wei Dingbang quickly scooped out a bowl of knife-cut noodles that were almost cooked in the pot, picked up the sauces and seasonings on the chopping board and threw them all over the place, then handed the bowl of knife-cut noodles respectfully to Li Fen.

"Mom, come and try this first bowl of noodles made by your son-in-law."

"You, you...are you trying to make me angry?"