Chapter 73 Dream Lover

Yang Guihua doesn't like Yun Qinghuan!

Yun Qinghuan is just a delicate educated youth who went to the countryside. She is just a little prettier, but she is so lucky that she married Bai Wensong!

Bai Wensong also spoiled her to the sky!

The most important thing is that Yun Qinghuan got pregnant not long after she got married, and the baby was a boy!

Yang Guihua was angry!

Because of this, her mother-in-law scolded her for not being able to bear a boy for the Bai family.

She also said that if she couldn't give birth in the future, Bai Guojin would divorce her. Yang Guihua was afraid, so she kept getting pregnant and giving birth, but she couldn't give birth to a boy.

In addition, Yun Qinghuan was beautiful and was the dream lover of almost all the men in the village. Every time her man did things with her, he couldn't help but call Yun Qinghuan's name.

Yang Guihua felt humiliated.

She hated Yun Qinghuan even more and wanted to step on her whenever she had the chance!

Yun Qinghuan's man finally died, and she was proud of herself. This woman finally ushered in her own bad luck, making her hook up with men in the village all day long!

This is retribution!

Yang Guihua secretly said behind her back that Yun Qinghuan was a husband-killer, and said that she was born with a face that would kill her husband, and anyone who got involved with her would be unlucky!

Seeing that Yun Qinghuan fell ill after Bai Wensong passed away, she was very proud of herself.

They were all girls from a family that favored boys over girls, so why did Yun Qinghuan live better than herself in every way?

Now God can't stand it anymore, right?

But Yang Guihua didn't feel proud for long. Yun Qinghuan not only recovered from her illness, but also felt more difficult to deal with than before, especially this Yun Qinghuan made delicious food in different ways all day long. Every time it was time for dinner, the fragrance could drift to her yard from a long distance, causing her to be beaten and scolded by her man.

At noon today, she didn't expect that Yun Qinghuan, the little bitch, would make the meal that made her get beaten again, and she secretly cursed in her heart.

After all, I heard that Yun Qinghuan bought a chicken yesterday and made chicken soup last night. It was noon, and the smell was not the smell of chicken, so she didn't think of Yun Qinghuan. But at this moment, when she smelled the familiar aroma of the dish, Yang Guihua still felt that she was too simple!

Sure enough, Yun Qinghuan was in conflict with her!

"I was wondering who made the fragrant meal at noon, and I was still muttering in my heart. I didn't expect it to be made by you, sister Qinghuan. It's really appetizing to look at it." Zhang Yufen was watching enviously.

She doesn't have such good cooking skills.

Yun Qinghuan smiled, "If sister-in-law likes to eat, I can teach you to make it."

"Really?" Zhang Yufen asked her with a smile on her face.

Chicken blood is not a very precious thing compared to chicken. There are also some duck blood and goose blood. If it is not cooked well, it will have a fishy smell. In short, it is not so delicious.

Although Zhang Yufen has to support a family and the family conditions are not so good, she can still have a meal like this occasionally.

She was just worried that her cooking wasn't that delicious, so she was naturally happy to hear Yun Qinghuan say that.

Yun Qinghuan smiled and said, "Of course, if you have the ingredients and want to cook, you can just tell me and I'll teach you."

"That's great, thank you, sister Qinghuan." Zhang Yufen was very happy.

In this era, many recipes are secret recipes passed down from other people's families, and they are unwilling to tell others, so when Yun Qinghuan said she would teach her to cook, she was very grateful.

Seeing that Yun Qinghuan was willing to tell Zhang Yufen how to cook, the others came to ask with shameless faces.

After all, although Yun Qinghuan used good ingredients, some of them were ordinary ingredients. Besides, they couldn't afford chicken and pork at all, especially since the busy farming season was about to come, and the village would definitely kill pigs and distribute pork, so they could replenish themselves.

If they followed the usual method, the pork they cooked would definitely not be as delicious as the one Yun Qinghuan told them.

Yun Qinghuan was not stingy and directly told them all the methods she knew. If you want to make the dishes delicious, you have to be willing to use seasoning oil and the like.

She liked to watch food broadcasts in her previous life, and she also worked part-time in a restaurant, so she naturally knew.

But how could rural people in this era be willing to use so much oil? Hearing her say that, she could only sigh and really couldn't bear to eat like this.

But I was still very grateful that Yun Qinghuan told them the method. One by one, their attitude towards her became much better.

Beside her, Yang Guihua saw that Yun Qinghuan got so excited with a group of people so quickly, unlike herself. These people wanted to take a detour when they saw her, as if she was a flood beast and didn't like her.

Yang Guihua was angry!

He stared at the chicken blood soup in Liu Yuzhi's bowl again. It was red. Liu Yuzhi ate it so hard that she kept sucking her mouth. Her face was red from the spiciness, but she still kept eating.

If it was too spicy, she would stop and eat a bite of elm leaves wrapped in Fuqiang powder.

Good guy, don't enjoy it too much!

The smell made Yang Guihua, who was already hungry, even hungrier.

She looked at the red oil floating on the soup with a sour look, and said in an inexplicable tone, "This really doesn't know how to live. Cooking a meal almost uses up all the oil for a year, right?"

"If I use so much oil, even fried rags will taste good, not to mention chicken blood?"

"I don't know why I'm praising her? At this rate, her family will probably starve in the second half of the year."

Sarcasm.

The people who were chattering around Yun Qinghuan and asking questions fell silent, and all looked at Yang Guihua.

It was hard to say for a moment.

Yes, as long as more oil is added, the taste of the dish will definitely be better than the current one, but the dishes Yun Qinghuan makes obviously require a certain level of cooking skills.

Anyway, if you give them so much oil, they will definitely not be able to do this.

Zhang Yufen looked down on Yang Guihua's attitude of not seeing anyone better than her, and said sarcastically, "You are really just a carrot and worry about nothing. Sister Qinghuan's family is very hard-working, and no one is idle. If they are not hungry enough, anyone with a discerning eye can see who will not have enough to eat in the second half of the year."

Yang Guihua's husband is a lazy guy, and her father-in-law never goes to the fields. She and her mother-in-law rely on her and her mother-in-law to work on the fields to support the family. It is a miracle that they have enough to eat.

Yang Guihua looked particularly ugly when Zhang Yufen said that.

She pursed her lips angrily, wanting to scold Zhang Yufen.

A widow, what face can I say to her?

But everyone around her was looking at her eagerly, and Yun Qinghuan was staring at her with a half-smile, as if he would scold her at any time. Yang Guihua endured it, but she didn't spit out the fragrance.

Yun Qinghuan ignored the man's jealousy. After Liu Yuzhi finished her meal and covered her stomach with satisfaction, she packed up her lunch box and prepared to go back.

She is not stupid, she knows that she thinks about food all day long, and every time she cooks, the smell of food cannot be kept in the kitchen, and it floats all around. Every time it is meal time, many children come to the door of her yard to squat and play. , those adults don't know why they are envious and jealous of her family's good food behind her back.