Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

Ye Muyu walked to the corner of the wall and took out the small iron pot that she had placed earlier.

“Madam Du, you can just bring the small stove over. My body is not very good, so I can only trouble you to do it yourself. ” Ye Muyu’s voice was not authoritative. It was even very gentle.

However, Madam Du did not dare to underestimate her. She could hear Ye Muyu’s toughness and alienation in her words.

The Du couple had come here to do short-term work, so how could they dare to interfere with their employer?

If they were ordinary farmers, they would have to put on airs.

However, Madam Ye was different. Her husband was a scholar. Even if Madam Du had never studied, she knew that she should not be presumptuous in front of a scholar.

“Of course,” she replied with a smile.

As she spoke, he moved the small stove over.

It was suitable to put the small pot on the stove. It was enough to cook for two people.

“There is a lot of grass on the ground. In order to avoid starting a fire, I hope that Madam Du will be careful,” Ye Muyu reminded her gently.

Madam Du glanced at the ground, her mind moving very quickly, and she instantly replied, “Yes, the straw on the ground can also be used to start a fire.

Don’t worry.”

“Yes, if you need anything, you can tell me.” Ye Muyu had basically prepared everything. Seeing that Madam Du did not push her luck, she did not mind showing some kindness.

Although Madam Du was not smart, she could feel Ye Muyu’s kindness.

“Master has made thorough preparations. I have nothing to be dissatisfied with. ”

Ye Muyu nodded and brought Chu Ziluo back to the kitchen to continue cooking.

She lit the firewood and started cooking.

Not long after, she smelled the fragrance.

Ye Muyu’s fish soup was ready. It was milky white. With a little coriander, the fragrance instantly came out.

“Mother, it smells so good.” Chu Ziluo stood beside the pot and could not help but sniff. At the same time, she could not help but look at Ye Muyu’s reaction.

“It’s time to eat in a while. Lil’ Jin should be leaving school by now. Go and pick him up and tell him not to run around outside.” Ye Muyu still had some vegetables and rice to steam, but they were almost done. She called Chu Ziluo to fetch Chu Jin.

“Mother, can you do it alone?” Chu Ziluo hesitated.

“I’m fine. You don’t have to worry. Go pick up your brother. We can eat when we come back.” Ye Muyu scooped out some fish soup and tasted it.

She felt that it was not bad, so she scooped some more into the bowl beside her and let Chu Ziluo drink it.

“Mother, it tastes so good.” Chu Ziluo did not dare to drink it at first, but after seeing Ye Muyu’s gentle gaze, she slowly became bold. She reached out and took a sip of the soup. Her mother did not reprimand her, she even asked her if it tasted good.

Chu Ziluo burst into laughter and thought, ‘Mother is so good. I want her to be like this for the rest of my life.’

How could Ye Muyu not feel that she was happy? She also noticed that Chu Ziluo was more outspoken and bolder. She was very pleased. “Hurry up and go. The sooner you go, the sooner you can come back.” “Yes, Mother.” Chu Ziluo ran out happily.

Ye Muyu continued to make a dish of stir-fried pork with cabbage.

First, she fried the meat until it was fragrant. There was bean paste at home, which was brought over by Old Woman Ye. Although Old Woman Ye did not have much knowledge, she had some unique skills in making pickled vegetables.

The original host usually did not like these pickled vegetables, so they often went bad in the jar..