After entering the room, Gu Weichen looked at Yan Zhen for a while. His gaze was a little uneasy, making Yan Zhen feel uncomfortable.
"Okay, hurry up and pick up the child." Yan Zhen said funnyly, "I won't be angry."
After saying this, Yan Zhen felt a little regretful. The relationship between them now is just to live together, so it's not her turn to be angry, right? She doesn't have the right to care.
Slowly wiping his hands on the apron, Yan Zhen smiled awkwardly at Gu Weichen and turned away.
"Okay, I understand." Gu Weichen breathed a heavy sigh of relief, his face relaxed a lot, and he strode out of the house.
Yan Zhen watched Gu Weichen go out and sat on the sofa in deep thought.
The people in this Tongzilou are very smart. Everyone has their own little group and little ninety-nine, and getting along with them is a skill.
But it’s just you coming and going, sincerity for sincerity. Yan Zhen wanted to live a good life with Gu Weichen. In order to make it easy for Gu Weichen in the army, she had to do a good job in logistics support and build a good relationship with the military wives.
Yan Zhen baked seven or eight pancakes. The pancakes were fried to a golden color and had a crunchy sound when put into the mouth. They were sprinkled with salt and chopped green onions, and they were delicious when chewed.
In today's era when everyone is short on oil and water, Yan Zhen is willing to put in oil, and just smelling it makes people drool.
Yanzhen planned to give some to the neighbors so that they could try her craftsmanship, so that she could get closer to them when she first arrived.
There were so many people congratulating me yesterday that I didn't even recognize Yan Zhen carefully, but today I happened to recognize them as well.
On the left is the home of Political Commissar Li. His wife is from Shanghai. She does not use salt in cooking, only sugar. Political Commissar Li is a very northern man who likes salty food. When he saw Yanzhen's pancakes, his eyes filled with enthusiasm.
"Thank you, thank you!" Political Commissar Li held the cake and thanked her non-stop. He immediately rolled it with green onions and stuffed it into his mouth.
His lover was a music teacher named Cheng Huihui. She was dressed very fashionably, with a wavy haircut, a really good dress, and sheepskin sandals on her feet. She smiled gently at Yan Zhen and said, "Thank you!"
"Here, these are the biscuits I bought. You can try them." Cheng Huihui picked up the iron bucket biscuits on the table and stuffed them into Yan Zhen's hands.
It made Yan Zhen feel embarrassed. She exchanged a piece of cake for a bucket of biscuits? It looks like the cookies are imported, which is hard to buy in this day and age.
Yan Zhen waved his hands repeatedly, "Hey, you're welcome. This is just home-cooked food. If you act like this, I won't be able to interact with you."
She quickly slipped out the door.
Political Commissar Li smiled naively, "Sister-in-law, you are so polite."
He couldn't wait to roll the flatbread with scallions, dip it in soy sauce, stuffed a mouthful into his mouth, and waved vaguely to Yan Zhen, "Sister-in-law, come and play when you have time!"
After Yan Zhen left, Cheng Huihui looked at Li Jiangang and frowned, saying with disgust: "Look at you, you are not polite at all."
"I feel oily early in the morning and I'm going to have indigestion!"
After saying this, she threw the tin biscuits on the table unhappily, "Just take it if you give it to her. Otherwise, it will feel like I owe her something, and I will have to think about how to return the gift."
Cheng Huihui was not very good at dealing with people, and she found it annoying to keep coming and going. She never got close to the military wives.
Li Jiangang was a simple and honest man. He stuffed the cake into his mouth and nodded while eating, "It's so delicious!"
"What's delicious?" Cheng Huihui glared at him dissatisfied, "Not exquisite!"
"You are the only one who is exquisite!" Li Jiangang took a big bite of the pie and complained in his heart.
There are just a few pieces of meat in that bowl, and it’s so sweet that it’s cloying! It’s not enough to eat, but it’s so delicious! The scrambled eggs with tomatoes were also sweet. He had never tasted anything sweet in his life, and it was his first time seeing the world at his wife's place.
"It's good if you have something to eat. Choose whatever you want, or go to the canteen!" Cheng Huihui said this to him every time. Do you think she likes to cook? Men just have too many things to do!
Yan Zhen's pie saved him, and Li Jiangang made up his mind to have a good relationship with Gu Weichen in the future, so that he might be able to go to his house for dinner from time to time.
Yan Zhen sent another big cake to the family on the right. This family also thanked them profusely and returned the polenta that Yan Zhen had just cooked.
"It's a good feeling. It's thin and dry when you eat it, so you won't choke!" This time Yan Zhen took it away happily, lest she have to make soup later.
Yan Zhen was carrying polenta and as soon as he walked to the door of his house, he saw Wenjuan and Liu Dahua.
The Wang family was in a panic early in the morning. Liu Dahua was paralyzed in bed, and Wenjuan couldn't cook. In the past, Wang Wenzhi had prepared meals for them and brought them back. Today, she probably thought that Cui Jinhua was cooking at home, so she kept hiding. Purity will not come back.
Yan Se had just had a caesarean section and couldn't eat many things. Cui Jinhua was worried about Yan Se and only cooked according to her taste, and not much.
Liu Dahua and Wenjuan looked at Yan Se's egg custard and swallowed their saliva. Cui Jinhua stared at them eagerly, "We only have one egg at home. This is for my daughter. You should be careful not to compete with the confinement people!"
What should I do if I don’t have enough to eat? It happened that at this time, they smelled the fragrance of Yanzhen pancakes.
Yanzhen is an excellent cook, and the food is so delicious that it makes people want to swallow their tongues.
Liu Dahua swallowed her saliva and instructed Wenjuan: "Let's go, push me to find your sister-in-law!"
Yan Se felt very angry when he heard the name "sister-in-law". She was already divorced and still called that bitch "sister-in-law". Who is she? But he couldn't stop them from going out.
Liu Dahua squinted his eyes and pretended to be kind to Yan Zhen, "My dear, did you just finish cooking?"
She couldn't believe that her ex-mother-in-law had found her home, and that she could risk her face to deny them a bite of food, as well as this child who kept calling her sister-in-law.
Wenjuan immediately said, calling Yan Zhen affectionately, "Sister-in-law!"
"Sister-in-law! Your cooking is delicious. I miss it as soon as I smell it."
Liu Dahua sighed, "My child, I miss the food you cooked. No one can say that the food tastes good. After all, we have lived together for so many years, and we are separated all of a sudden. I can't bear it."
"Sister-in-law, I just want to eat the cakes you baked!" Wenjuan looked at the cakes in Yanzhen's basin eagerly.
This is what Yanzhen planned to give to the other party.
There were people watching around. If Yan Zhen didn't give it, she would be stingy as an adult. How could she be as knowledgeable as a child? Moreover, they keep calling you sister-in-law, which shows that they are kissing you.
Besides, you were still a family before, just one piece of cake.
Playing is a moral kidnapping.
Seeing that Yan Zhen remained silent, Liu Dahua dug out her triangular eyes and said: "It's true, no matter what you say, you are Wen Juan's elder. The child wants your cooking, and he has feelings for you, right? You and Wen Zhi divorced , she is the saddest, she hates you for leaving, and she is quarreling with you because she is close to you!"
"Are you willing to let your child look at you like this?"
Someone around me was trying to smooth things over by saying, "Daughter-in-law of the Gu family, it's just a piece of cake, don't worry about it!"
Anyone with a discerning eye will understand this. Liu Dahua and Wenjuan are clearly asking for it. They have a lot of high-sounding reasons, but if Yan Zhen doesn't give it, the trouble will not look good.
Isn’t that what Chou Chou means? Anyway, she was so stingy that she was not willing to give her child a piece of cake to eat.
Yan Zhen chuckled, he was here to enjoy the autumn breeze!
