Not long after breakfast, some mothers who were on good terms with Shen Mingzhu came to her house one after another to bring her food.

One gave a handful of green onions, another gave two radishes, and another gave half a cabbage.

Although the gifts were not much, they were all thoughtful gestures, so Shen Mingzhu accepted them all without hesitation.

After serving the food, they chatted about some gossip about the Zhou family.

"...Shen Baolan, that troublemaker, is so crazy that she wants Zhou Shuhuan to do business. Do you think Aunt Ma won't be angry? Zhou Shuhuan was jailed two years ago for messing with business. Aunt Ma is now afraid of the ropes after being bitten by a snake once."

"Aunt Ma has threatened that if Shen Baolan dares to encourage her son to do business again, she will kick Shen Baolan out of the house and even the grandson in Shen Baolan's belly will not be born anymore!"

Pei Yang whispered to his son:

"Does your mother usually pass information to them in this way?"

Ever since the father and son talked about "mom" last night, Pei Yang always referred to Shen Mingzhu as "your mom" in front of Pei Ziheng.

Pei Ziheng was not used to it at first and felt a little awkward, but after listening to it a few times, he got used to it.

"Yeah, when she picks me up from school, she also gossips with other mothers."

"Does your mother like gossiping?"

Pei Ziheng thought for a moment and said, "She doesn't like to talk, she likes to listen."

It turns out that his wife loves listening to operas. Then he will know how to please her in the future.

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw my wife and a mother who was gossiping looking at me.

Pei Yang hurriedly smiled, and the mother also smiled at Pei Yang, but her eyes looked a little strange.

After the man left, Pei Yang asked Shen Mingzhu, "What were you talking about just now?"

"Um."

"What did you say about me?"

Talk about the trivial things between you and Shen Baolan.

Shen Mingzhu complained in her heart, but tried to change the subject by asking Pei Yang to move the oven from the balcony to the living room.

The oven weighing dozens of kilograms seemed as light as cotton in front of Pei Yang.

After moving the oven, Shen Mingzhu took out the flour, and Pei Yang volunteered to roll up his sleeves to help.

Free labor is a waste if not used.

After adjusting the proportions of flour, yeast and warm water, she asked Pei Yang to knead the dough while Shen Mingzhu went to the kitchen to prepare the beef filling.

Pei Wenping gave her a pound of beef yesterday, and someone just sent her a bunch of green onions. She was going to bake some beef patties.

After roasting, I kept some for myself and gave the rest to Pei Wenping and the mothers who delivered the food, as a way of repaying their kindness.

I was chopping beef when someone knocked on the door.

Pei Yang was kneading dough and his hands were inconvenient. Shen Mingzhu thought that maybe another mother came to deliver food, so she didn't call Pei Ziheng and ran to open the door herself.

When the door opened, it turned out to be Zhou Shuhuan.

The kitchen knife in her hand startled Zhou Shuhuan, "Pei Yang, what are you doing..."

Shen Mingzhu quickly hid the kitchen knife behind her, "I'm chopping beef, come in, Pei Yang is kneading the dough."

When Zhou Shuhuan stepped into the room, he happened to see Pei Yang raising his two big pink hands.

"Shuhuan is here. Please sit down first and wait for me to finish kneading this bowl of dough."

Zhou Shuhuan walked to the dining table, pulled a stool and sat down, watching Pei Yang kneading dough while talking to him.

"What is this for?"

"Mingzhu wants to make some cakes."

Zhou Shuhuan glanced towards the kitchen, listening to the rhythmic "thump thump thump" sound of chopping meat coming from inside, and subconsciously looked around the Pei family's living room.

The floor tiles were bright and the items on the coffee table, chest of drawers and corner table were arranged neatly and orderly. On the coffee table stood a round-bellied white porcelain vase with a few bunches of dried camellia flowers in it.

No man would feel unhappy living in such a warm home.

Thinking of his own chaotic home that was like a pigsty, and then looking at the warm, peaceful and harmonious Pei family, Zhou Shuhuan felt indescribable sadness in his heart.

Seeing his depression, Pei Yang couldn't help but comfort him, "Even upper and lower teeth have their fights. It's inevitable that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law live under the same roof. There's no room for two tigers in one mountain. Before Wen Ping got married, she always quarreled with my mother at home, didn't she? Don't worry too much. No matter how much we quarrel, we still have to live our lives, right?"

Zhou Shuhuan smiled bitterly, "Brother Yang, you are still the best. Your life is peaceful and quiet. I came here today just to have some peace and quiet."

"You envy me, and I envy you."

Zhou Shuhuan looked up, his face full of confusion and puzzlement.

Envy him? What is there for him to envy? His career is not going well, his family is not harmonious, and his relationship with his wife is terrible. After only six months of marriage, he has no interest in his wife at all.

Such a day with no end in sight was so boring that it made him want to go crazy.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Pei Yang say, "I didn't even see my mother for the last time. I wish she was still alive now. I would be willing to do that even if there is a lot of quarrels at home."

Zhou Shuhuan didn't say anything, thinking to himself, if your mother were still alive, quarreling with your wife every day and causing chaos in the family, you wouldn't think this way.

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Pei Yang had kneaded the dough, and Shen Mingzhu had also prepared the beef filling.

Start making cakes.

Shen Mingzhu's way of making cakes was different from that in Fengcheng, which surprised Pei Yang and Zhou Shuhuan.

People in Fengcheng make meat patties by simply pressing a hole in the dough, stuffing the meat filling in, rolling it into a round shape, and pressing it into a pancake.

However, the pancakes made by Shen Mingzhu were made by repeatedly rolling the dough into a thin skin and spreading butter on it, which is somewhat similar to the method of making lasagna.

The finished dough is not baked directly, but fried in a frying pan first. Fry until both sides are golden brown, then put into the oven and slowly bake over low heat until it is crispy and crumbly.

As the first batch of beef patties came out of the oven, Pei Yang and Zhou Shuhuan grabbed one each and started eating them. They refused to put them down even though their mouths were broken by the heat.

After a while, half a batch of beef patties were eaten by the two men.

If Shen Mingzhu hadn't spoken out to stop them, I'm afraid the whole oven of beef patties would have been eaten up by the two of them.

An hour later, all the beef patties were ready. Shen Mingzhu wrapped ten of them in oil paper, then covered them in an old cotton-padded jacket, and asked Pei Yang to deliver them to Pei Wenping while they were still hot.

Pei Yang asked Zhou Shuhuan to accompany him.

Subconsciously, he didn't want to leave Zhou Shuhuan and his wife alone at home.

Even if Zhou Shuhuan is his brother.

Zhou Shuhuan had a motorcycle. Pei Yang rode the bike while Zhou Shuhuan sat on the back holding a beef patty.

Although the beef cake was thickly wrapped in oil paper and cotton-padded jacket, the aroma of meat still rushed straight into Zhou Shuhuan's nose, making him extremely greedy.

"Brother Yang, can I have a bite of the cake?"

Thinking of the taste of beef patties, Pei Yang swallowed his saliva and said, "Then take out two, one for each of us."

"good."

The palm-sized pancake was finished in just a few bites.

"Brother Yang, I want to eat another one."

“…I want to, too.”

They ate as they walked, and when they arrived downstairs of Pei Wenping's house, there were only two pancakes left in the bag.

How can I deliver two cakes?

I decided to go all out and just eat it all and go home after that.

So the two of them stood downstairs of Pei Wenping's house and wolfed down the cakes.

"What are you two doing sneaking around here?"

Halfway through the meal, Pei Wenping came downstairs and caught the two people stealing food.