There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Chapter 1014 She is impressed by her sister-in-law’s craftsmanship

“Grandpa, there’s nothing we can do! I don’t know the prescription, so I gave the remaining medicine to my third brother.”

Zheng Xinyue spread her hands and said with a look of regret:

“Had I known it earlier, I wouldn’t have used it all. I would have left some for experts to study.”

 “That’s a shame.”

After hearing this, Mr. Gu had no choice but to give up. When Zheng Dakui let him into the house, Zheng Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief. Grandpa was good at everything, but he just had a selfless heart for the country.

“Meijiao, you go into the house first, and I’ll get the things.”

Zheng Xinyue still had some plans to make, so she asked Gu Meijiao to go into the house first while she went into the warehouse to fulfill her mother's wish.

 “Mom, this is Changfeng’s grandfather.”

Gao Guilan went to the house to introduce Xinyue's future grandfather-in-law to her mother.

 “Hello! Grandma Xinyue.”

Mr. Gu didn't wait for Mrs. Gao to speak. He greeted the old lady with a smile. He seemed so approachable and had no airs at all.

 “Hello, Grandpa Changfeng.”

Mrs. Gao, who has always been powerful, was a little nervous when she first met Mr. Gu. She heard that Changfeng’s grandfather was a high-ranking cadre, so she thought he would be so arrogant! But she was a little nervous about respecting herself so much.

 “Quickly, bring out the fruits and cakes to entertain the distinguished guests.”

Then things started to get louder. They couldn’t embarrass Xinyue in anything they said, and they enthusiastically contributed all their good stuff.

“Haha, thank you, no need, just have a bowl of muddy porridge. I don’t like sweet things.”

Mr. Gu smiled and waved his hands, and sat directly on the kang. He naturally took off his shoes and got on the kang and crossed his legs, relaxing as if he were at home.

 “Grandpa, can I make cornbread for you?”

Zheng Xinyue came back from the warehouse, holding a basin full of cornmeal in her hand. What's the point of eating muddy porridge all the time? These corn gnocchi are chewy and delicious, I’m sure grandpa will like them.

 “Okay! My grandpa loves to eat whatever my grandson-in-law makes!”

Mr. Gu agreed with a smile. Over there, Gao Guilan had already taken out the pastries and apples, found a plate, put them on the table, and was enthusiastically stuffing them into Gu Meijiao's hands.

“Auntie, I won’t eat it. I’ll keep it for grandma. I want to eat the corn gnocchi made by my sister-in-law.”

Gu Meijiao shook her head, pushed out the cake that was delivered to her, and waited expectantly for the delicious food Zheng Xinyue made for her.

Li Xiuli did not dare to come forward in this situation and was busy in the kitchen with Zheng Xinyue.

She was actually very curious. She knew about pimple soup, but was this corn pimple soup the same as pimple soup? So she kept staring at Zheng Xinyue, wanting to see what she did?

 In the end, I saw her mixing cornmeal with boiling water like flour while she was still awake. She put oil in a large pot and poured water into it.

Then I took a kitchen knife and patted it there. I didn’t stop patting the cornmeal into a brick shape. I turned it over and patted it over. I couldn’t help but ask a question.

“Xinyue, what are you doing?”

 “Paipai is strong.”

Zheng Xinyue replied with a smile. When she saw that the photo was almost done, she cut them into small T-shaped pieces. The soup in the big pot had already boiled, so she poured the corn gnocchi cut into dice pieces into the pot.

Pour the chopped cabbage into the pot, and the green leaves and golden corn gnocchi are flying up and down in the pot. You don’t need to eat it, but just looking at it is eye-catching.

Li Xiuli blinked at the side, she was impressed by her sister-in-law's skills.

After the corn gnocchi came out of the pot, Zheng Xinyue poured in the chopped green onions, added a few drops of sesame oil and sprinkled with coriander. A large pot of hot and fragrant corn gnocchi was ready.

“Sister-in-law, you go into the house first, and then I’ll fry a fish and then go in.”

Zheng Xinyue said while washing the pot and pouring oil. Ever since she secretly exchanged soybeans for soybean oil at the soybean oil factory when she had nothing to do, her house had never been short of oil.

“It’s strange, how come our family doesn’t seem to have enough oil and food?”

 (End of this chapter)