The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket - Chapter 53
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Chapter 53: Who’s Tolerating Your Bad Habit?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Excitement flashed across Madam Fang’s face. She pushed Chen Yulan. “Go and help.”
At that time, the Gu family would be embarrassed, right? Wouldn’t they have to let the mother and daughter eat together?
Chen Yulan turned around and ran to the kitchen. She wanted to tell the Gu family where the water was, but she didn’t expect them to have already boiled it.
Looking at the dumplings on the side, Chen Yulan’s face turned red.
Dumplings, white flour dumplings. They were fair and plump and full of fillings. Just looking at them made one drool.
She forcefully retracted her gaze and said enthusiastically, “Sister Yundong, are you making dinner? Let me help you start the fire.”
“There’s no need. My mother is here. It’ll be fine in a while. Go do what you have to do.” Seeing that the water was boiling, Gu Yundong added oil, salt, and scallions to the big ceramic bowl to adjust the taste. Then, she poured boiling water on it. The bowl instantly became oily.
Chen Yulan’s hands were clenched tightly. Instead of leaving, she took a few steps forward and said with a smile, “Are you eating dumplings? Why didn’t I see when you guys made dumplings? They smell so good. Mother and I had some porridge earlier. Now, we’re hungry after smelling your dumplings.”
Had some porridge earlier? Then why was the pot and stove cold when she came in? It didn’t look like they had just eaten at all.
Gu Yundong was not a fool that could not even tell what she was saying. In addition, her eyeballs were about to fall into the dumpling pot, and she had come to help at the right time. She wanted to eat their dumplings.
If you want to eat, just eat. You even spoke indirectly.
She was not an unreasonable person, but at the very least, this woman had to tell the truth. She said that she was hungry after eating porridge earlier. Could it be that she had been waiting for them to cook until she came to eat?
Who would tolerate your bad habit? I don’t expect you to be like Auntie Ke, but at least let’s get along like a normal landlord and tenant. I’ve paid the room fee and doesn’t owe you anything.
Gu Yundong smiled as she watched the fat dumplings in the pot float up one by one. She immediately became even happier. “Yes, we’re going to eat dumplings. It’s already so late. I thought it would be troublesome to cook, right?”
As she spoke, she scooped all the dumplings into a large bowl that had been mixed with ingredients. She had bought this bowl in the prefectural city. It was very big, just like the bowl of fish with pickled vegetables in the restaurant in her previous life.
Now that the dumplings were all scooped up, Gu Yundong said to Chen Yulan, “I’m done. The kitchen is yours. We’ll go back to our room to eat so as not to disturb you. It’s still early. If you’re hungry, you can cook some noodles. It’ll be convenient and not waste time.”
She placed a piece of cloth on the edge of the bowl and carried it away. From afar, she said, “Mother, put out the fire and clean the pot. Hurry back to your room to eat dumplings. There aren’t many dumplings. My brother and sister might finish them later.”
“It’ll be done soon.” Madam Yang was very fast. After washing the pot, she followed her into the room.
The smell of dumplings still lingered in the kitchen, but Chen Yulan stood in front of the dark stove with a livid expression.
When Madam Fang came in, she happened to hear her kick the foot of the table hard. It was so painful that she cried out.
“What are you doing? What’s going on?”
Chen Yulan felt extremely aggrieved. To think that she had helped this woman run around the homestead and treated her so well. She had even kindly told her to stay away from Shao Qingyuan and not to offend anyone in the village who was a chatterbox. In the end? This Gu Yundong was an ingrate with no conscience..
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