Making lunch?
Yang Huan's words suddenly rang in Murphy's ears.
"My parents are more traditional. They like a sensible, filial, and virtuous daughter-in-law …"
"If you can help my mom cook and make her happy, my dad won't have a problem …"
Yes, lunch!
Murphy quickly stood up and said, "Mom, let me help you!"
She was still relatively rational. After a few days of studying, she realized her "shortcomings". What Mo Fei said was that she wanted to help, not that she wanted to do all the work!
"Okay!" Dong Yuee looked at Murphy and nodded with a smile.
Murphy and Dong Yuee walked out of the hall and headed to the kitchen. Yang Huan saw them, rolled up her sleeves, and walked over. However, when Dong Yuee saw her, she rolled her eyes and said, "Huanhuan, I don't need you to help me cook today. Stay in the courtyard and keep an eye on little Yang Xi. Don't let her run to the cow pen and get kicked by Da Huang."
"Oh …" Yang Huan had to stop. She looked at Murphy's back and sighed in her heart. "Sister-in-law, it's not that I don't want to help. It's just that my mom is too cunning … Good luck …"
When she arrived at the kitchen, Mo Fei first looked around, but she was immediately dumbfounded. What were these two big dark pits? A stove?
Murphy had seen many stoves since she was young. Gas stoves, natural gas stoves, induction stoves, and even iron plates like those in restaurants … Anyway, she had never seen anything like this!
No, she had seen it on TV. It was a primitive stove for burning firewood. Next to it were pieces of firewood chopped by Yang Qing, and some dead branches and leaves used to start the fire.
Because of the firewood, the whole newly built kitchen was smoked black. Fortunately, there were electric lights, so it was still bright.
However, Murphy was a little confused. How did she use this stove?
"Murphy, this is the pot for cooking. The rice is over there. Go wash the rice first," Dong Yuee instructed.
Cooking? This was what Murphy had learned the most in the past few days. She let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly responded.
She carried the big pot of rice with both hands and moved it to the bag of rice.
Dong Yue-er didn't deliberately make things difficult for Murphy. She guided her from the side. "There are six adults and one child in the house. Men eat more. You should pour three spoonfuls of rice."
The spoon here was different from the measuring bucket that came with the rice cooker. It was an old type of enamel cup that was used for drinking water. One spoon could hold a lot of water!
But Murphy didn't question it. She followed Dong Yue-er's instructions and packed the rice. Then, she took it to the tap and twisted it. However, not a single drop of water came out.
"This faucet is useless. You can use the well water in this tank. We drink well water at home. When we were building the house, the master said that the town was doing something like running water. It would save us a lot of trouble if we installed a faucet and a pipe. But it's useless now," Dong Yuee explained with a smile.
Mo Fei hurriedly nodded and carried the rice over there. She didn't know if it was because of nervousness or tiredness. In the middle of winter, Murphy's forehead was sweating!
After a while, Murphy finally finished washing the rice. She tilted the pot and poured the rice washing water into the ditch at the side.
The rice washing water should be left for washing vegetables and watering trees!
Dong Yue-er, who was making a fire at the side, opened her mouth. She originally wanted to scold her, but when the words reached her mouth, she swallowed them back. It wasn't a big problem. She didn't want to dampen her enthusiasm.
Then, Dong Yue-er saw Murphy filling the pot with water. One spoon, two spoonfuls, three spoonfuls … and she didn't stop!
"Murphy, what are you doing?" Dong Yue-er couldn't help but ask.
"I'm filling the pot with water. When there's enough water, we can cook!" Murphy raised her head and said with a smile.
"Cough cough, Murphy, you did well. This is almost done. Put it down. I'll put it on the stove later. That, you go find Qing Zi and ask him where he put the vegetables he plucked. Quickly send it over. "Dong Yue-er said with a smile.
"Okay!" Murphy washed her hands and quickly went out to find Yang Qing.
After Murphy went out, Dong Yue-er walked over and picked up the pot. Looking at the overflowing water, she couldn't help but shake her head.
Dong Yue-er reached out her hand and picked out the remaining small pebbles and debris in the rice. Then, she poured the new rice washing water into the wooden bucket at the side. Then, she scooped an appropriate amount of well water from the water tank and put it on the stove to boil.
Murphy, Mo Xiaojuan, Xiao Ai and the others probably experimented with the rice sold in the supermarket. Those rice were all carefully sifted and the debris were basically removed. They only needed to be washed once.
After a while, Murphy laboriously carried a basket of vegetables back.
"Mom, what should I do now?" Murphy asked. Just now, when she "successfully" cooked the rice, it gave her a bit of confidence and she also took the initiative.
"Well, you first wash these white radishes, then peel the skin, and then choose the vegetables …"
"Oh, okay." Murphy immediately took action.
She still recognized the white radishes. Murphy picked out two white radishes from the basket. There were still drooping leaves on top and soil in the cracks of the skin. They were very fresh.
"Mom, why are there so many fresh vegetables at home? Isn't it winter now? "Murphy said as she scooped water to wash the vegetables. In order to ease the awkwardness, she rarely took the initiative to open a topic.
"The vegetables were grown in the greenhouse that we built at home. We didn't have it before. The year before last, the town's agricultural science station sent experts to guide us to build the greenhouse. They also gave us subsidies. This winter, we had fresh vegetables to eat. The year before last, we didn't grow well. Last year, we had some experience. This year, there are more vegetables. You came at a good time! "Dong Yue-er said as she poked the stove.
She looked up and saw Murphy was focused on washing the radish leaves.
…
Outside, Yang Yi had just driven the car back. Those rascals were also going back for lunch, but they still wanted to go for a ride with Yang Yi in the afternoon.
"Papa, look, I named these chicks. It's called Huahua because it's the most beautiful one. It's called Ooh Ooh …" Xi Xi waited for her father to get out of the car. She couldn't wait to pull her father and pointed at the chickens in the yard and introduced them to him.
"Where's your mom?" Yang Yi asked as he looked at the hall and didn't see Murphy. He felt strange and asked.
"Mom … Where's Mom?" Xi Xi didn't find her mother until now.
Yang Huan was sprinkling grains to feed the chickens to Xi Xi. She heard the conversation between Yang Yi and Xi Xi and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law went to the kitchen to cook lunch with mom!"
"Wait a minute, what did you say?" Yang Yi thought he misheard.
Yang Huan repeated his words.
"Murphy, she cooks?" Yang Yi still couldn't believe it.
Murphy used to hire a housekeeper in her own house. How could she cook? Yang Yi didn't believe it.
"Yes! Sister-in-law must have practiced for several days, right? Brother, you don't know? "Yang Huan asked curiously.
At this time, Yang Yi suddenly remembered Murphy's gloomy look when she came back a few days ago. He suddenly understood …
"It doesn't matter. Mom is here! Sister-in-law is just an assistant at most. "Yang Huan said with a smile.
But Yang Yi wasn't so optimistic.
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