Jian Heng was a little disagreeing with his mother's sympathy. In this world, the chances of beautiful women meeting bad people are much higher than meeting good people. Why? People who live a down-to-earth life are generally not very good at eloquence, and they will never be able to deal with bad men when it comes to attracting girls.

"Okay, mom, let's take care of our own affairs." Turning around and looking at Damai and Xiaomai had finished their meal, Jian Heng said again: "Didn't you say you want to go out? Prepare to set off?"

Sun Xiuying said: "It's only at what time the supermarket will not open until ten o'clock."

"Then forget it, I'd better go back to the house to sleep for a while," Jian Heng said after hearing this.

Sun Xiuying immediately said, "Don't sleep, chop the meat, let's eat dumplings at night!"

"Will we eat dumplings when my dad is not at home? Is this appropriate?" Jian Heng joked.

Sun Xiuying said happily: "Your dad and your sister are back tonight, and let's talk about your sister going to school tomorrow."

Jian Heng curled his lips after hearing this: "Ningning is also called going to school?"

My little nephew learns this and that. His little face is always tight. His girl just puts a sheep on her body and has nothing to do except think about it all day long. Although Sun Xiuying is a little strict with Ningning, how strict can the old girl be? The old couple no longer cares about Ningning as a young man.

"It's kindergarten, just wait for the first grade," Sun Xiuying said disrespectfully.

Jian Heng shrugged after hearing this and stopped saying anything.

Sun Xiuying found the basin, meat and chopping board for Jian Heng. Jian Heng directly put the basin on the ground, put the chopping board on the basin, waved two kitchen knives and chopped the dumpling filling.

Damai and Ximai were helping Sun Xiuying wash pots and dishes in the kitchen.

"Sister Sun, is Sister Sun at home?"

The neighbor's voice came from the door downstairs.

Sun Xiuying pushed open the window, looked down and asked, "Who?"

The visitor took two steps back and stood there to the place he could see, and said to Sun Xiuying: "I, I will return the oil I borrowed from your house last time."

"Yeah! You've come here to pay a bottle of oil, okay, come on!" Sun Xiuying pretended to be polite and asked the person to come up.

The visitor went upstairs and came to the kitchen door. When he saw Daba and Wu helping Sun Xiuying wash the pot and dishes, he immediately praised: "Oh, are the two wives still helping with their work? It's really rare."

Sun Xiuying immediately felt proud: "I don't want the child to help. It's just such a small job, and there's no way for both of them to take action!"

He said this, but the pride on his face could not be hidden.

The visitor put the bottle of wine in his hand on the kitchen table and continued to hold it in his mouth: "Oh, many girls nowadays don't help but pour oil bottles. Look at my two daughters-in-law who do nothing all day long, just eat it. After eating, they push the bowl and throw it away, and go to watch TV. They don't even know how to pour you saliva without mentioning cooking and washing dishes. We are all working hard all our lives. We raise our sons, and we have to be servants for them when our son gets married..."

The old lady started to complain about Sun Xiuying. Nowadays, many girls are like this. Laziness has become the norm, and very hardworking people are rare. In contrast, most real American girls do housework, and after marriage, most women do housework, or share the burden with both parties. Jian Heng has lived in the United States for so long, and has seen men cooking and washing dishes with one hand.

This also includes himself. Jian Heng did it because he did not like pure American diet, and the cooking standards of barley and wheat were average. Another thing is that barley and wheat used to have classes every day, so Jian Heng spent the most time alone.

Other people's pain is the source of Sun Xiuying's happiness. She praised her daughter-in-law for being constantly: "That's really not as good as my two daughters-in-law, Damai and Xiaomai are diligent, and can accompany me to go shopping and choose clothes. Oh, hey, he is more close than his biological daughter. Moreover, American girls are really not spoiled. Nowadays, some girls in China, oh, this one is not good, and that one is not good. They seem to have no other ability except eating..."

The two old ladies seemed to feel that it was not enough to say this. They finally sat in the living room and started talking nonsense while eating melon seeds.

Sun Xiuying is not very good at praising people. She said that barley and wheat are rare in heaven and there is nothing near the world. It seems that the daughter-in-law in the world is the best for them to decide barley and wheat.

It’s not that I can’t hear such exaggeration between Barley and Xiaomai. After almost half an hour, I really couldn’t hear it anymore. Xiaomai secretly walked to Jian Heng’s side.

"Mom, why do you say this? Damai and I feel so heartbroken," Xiaomai said in a low voice.

Jian Heng smiled and said, "Why not praise you?"

"I know it's praising us, but it's a bit full of praise," said Xiaomai.

Jian Heng couldn't listen anymore. He smiled and said loudly: "Mom, the filling is chopped, do you want to add some soy sauce or something?"

When Sun Xiuying heard this, she immediately stood up and said, "Don't add it first! Don't add it first, I'll do the rest."

After saying that, he said to the visitor: "Sister Ma, I won't talk to you anymore. I still have work to do here."

"Okay, I'm going to go home to prepare the meals, and all my grandchildren are here today!"

"That's so lively!" Sun Xiuying said.

"Not that, a group of children make trouble for our yard and add more popularity."

The two old ladies praised each other for a few more words and then separated.

The old lady arrived at the door and said to herself: Isn’t it just marrying two beautiful women? Showing her off!

At about this time, Sun Xiuying was a little dissatisfied: "Is grandchildren very strange? I'll have all my grandchildren next year! Just your children are like African refugees, what's there to brag about!"

This is how the old lady is. The neighbors around her are very competitive and are unforgiving. However, many of them are just knitted and have a bad heart. They can even reach out to any family if they have difficulties or something. Such neighborhood relationships are actually much closer than those in the neighborhood of a couple in their twenties or thirties now.

Sun Xiuying walked over and saw Jian Heng chopped stuffing, and nodded with satisfaction: "Give me, you go and wash your hands!"

Jian Heng stood up: "What else should I do? Should I chop the dishes together?"

"No food is needed!"

Before Sun Xiuying finished speaking, she remembered the dried horse dishes she had made, so she said, "I forgot to chop the horse dishes. This thing has no moisture, so it won't affect chopping it early."

Just like that, Jian Heng started chopping horse dishes.

The scientific name of Ma Cai Jian Heng is not known. It is called Ma Cai here in my hometown. It is a wild vegetable that is very common among the fields. In spring and summer, picking horse vegetables and digging shepherd's purse is a must-have skill for my mother Sun Xiuying. The horse vegetables she dug are washed and cooked in the pot. After softening, they are taken out and dried. In winter, the horse vegetables become the filling for making dumplings.

After chopping the horse dishes, even if a filling is ready, the family of four prepares it and then goes out to the streets together.

When they arrived at the parking lot of the supermarket, they parked the car. Jian Heng took my mother and his wife upstairs. They had not yet entered the supermarket. The trouble came. A group of people followed Damai and Xiaomai, with a slight face, some even took a cell phone to take a photo.

It didn't matter at the beginning, but as more and more people became a little upset. He felt embarrassed, and these stupidities had no intention of respecting others at all.

"Is it over?" Jian Lan turned his head and said to the crowd following behind.

There was something in the crowd: "What method did we violate when we enter the super mutant?"

"It's not illegal to enter the supermarket, but you take a cell phone and take photos of people all the way. At least it's rude. If you grow up like this, just this little tutor?" Jian Heng stepped forward and said to the young man with zero mouth.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Oh, I've just heard this these two days. I want to know who you are today!" Jian Heng said and began to roll up his sleeves.
Chapter completed!