Chapter 6 Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger (2/2)



Zhou Hongying was unhappy and kept yelling, "My Jianhua didn't touch your Song Anan. He can't consummate the marriage by that. She is still a virgin. Our family didn't take advantage of her, but it won't affect her getting married after she returns to the Song family."

As soon as Zhou Hongying finished speaking, Song Anan's grandmother Wang Caifeng came out and started cursing, "Bah, you said you didn't touch her? My daughter has already been married, how can I go back?"

Don't do anything weird.

You agreed to it in the beginning, but now you regret it. It's too late now."

"That's right, sister-in-law Lu, we have to be reasonable. Why don't you just not agree to it in the first place? Now that you agree, you regret it. What the hell are you doing?

Everyone knows that my niece is a kind and gentle person.

If you don't do anything excessive, nothing will happen to her.

But you're going too far. Even a rabbit will bite when it gets angry. You can't expect it to be like a clay figure, right?" The person who spoke was Song Anan's uncle, Shen Zhaodi.

It’s not that the Song family members were speaking for Song Anan, but they were afraid of letting Song Lingling serve a useless person.

Song Anan has already married a man, so there is no way their family can be blackmailed by the Lu family again.

Zhou Hongying was furious.

She really had no place to complain about this matter.

Who made Song Anan, that bitch, pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger? No one knows her real ability.

The Lu family has found an ancestor who has no place to cry.

If she had known earlier, she should not have listened to the Song family's lies and insisted on letting Song Lingling marry him.

Song Anan was busy preparing lunch.

Lu Tianlei helped to start the fire.

Song Anan kneaded the dough and pulled out the noodles.

Although Song Anan was not a professional doctor in her previous life, she was also a big foodie.

As a foodie, he likes to study delicious food and cook it for himself.

So I watched a lot of food shows and learned how to cook from food videos.

I can’t say that his cooking skills are as good as those of a professional chef, but they are definitely not bad.

While waiting for the pot to heat up, Song Anan scooped a few spoonfuls of rapeseed oil and added the stir-fry.

In this era, rapeseed oil is what ordinary people rely on.

But even if it is rapeseed oil, people in the countryside don’t eat much of it every year.

Oil is a rare commodity. When most people cook at home, they just use some oil to lubricate the pan, or boil the food directly in water. People may not be as extravagant as Song Anan and just add a few spoonfuls of oil.

I have to say, this pure essential oil smells really good.

Heat the oil, add water and boil, add the noodles and beaten bird eggs and cook together, the aroma will be more intense.

A handful of green vegetables and chopped green onions were added before serving. Lu Tianming and Lu Tianhao, who were waiting to eat, had already turned into little greedy cats, swallowing their saliva.

The noodles made by Lai's mother were so delicious, better than any noodles they had ever eaten.

It smells so good, and it must taste even better.

Song Anan cooked a big pot of noodles and gave each of the children a big bowl.

Lu Jianhua was a big man and he must have eaten a lot, so we gave him a bowl and filled it even more.

Then there is yourself.

Song Anan and the three children received about the same amount.

Yuan㹏's stomach is not that big, so a big bowl of noodles is enough to fill him up.

He shared the bird eggs with the three children and Lu Jianhua, and put some vegetables in his own bowl.

She could eat secretly for herself, but the food that was eaten openly had to be given to Lu Jianhua and the three children.

Song Anan first asked the children to wash their hands, and then went into the house to eat.

Song Anan helped bring several bowls of noodles into the house.

In the room where Lu Jianhua slept, there was a small square table and a few stools.

Fearing that the children might fall asleep, Song Anan placed the noodles on the plate and gently reminded them, "Wait until it cools down a bit before eating. It's hot right now, don't get burned."

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