"Well played!"

"This is my daughter!"

After listening to Song Juan's words, Li Guilan's eyes looked at his precious daughter, full of admiration.

"What are you talking about?"

When Song Laifu heard Li Guilan's words, he couldn't help but say, "Juan'er, my father has to tell you about this!"

"How can a girl beat someone like she does today?"

"If others see this and spread the word, do you still want your reputation?"

"So do you. How can you tell your daughter this?"

Song Laifu looked at Li Guilan again, "Did you suffer a lot in the past? It's been so many years, why don't you have a better memory? Do you have to let your daughter be like you?"

"...?!"

Hearing these words, Song Juan looked at her parents curiously.

From her father Song Laifu's words, Song Juan realized that there was a story in it.

"Old man, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Why don't I have a long memory?"

"When did I let my daughter be like me?"

"Also, do you dislike me?"

When Song Laifu said something to Li Guilan, she immediately became angry.

"Yes, yes, you have a long memory, my daughter is different from you!"

Song Laifu saw that Li Guilan was anxious and hurriedly followed her words.

Seeing this, Song Juan's curiosity temporarily subsided.

She could tell that when she was young, her own mother was most likely a powerful figure, which even affected her reputation.

However, this elder's past events were not something she, a junior, should inquire about.

"Mom, is it almost time?"

Song Juan spoke decisively and changed the topic.

As a filial daughter, she must know how to mediate disputes between her parents. Especially when the dispute is about trivial matters, she must act decisively.

"Oh, it's time!"

Song Laifu looked at the time on his watch and slapped his thigh.

Upon seeing this, Li Guilan stopped arguing with Song Laifu and set off quickly.

The family of three closed the doors and windows, locked what needed to be locked, tidied what needed to be tidied up, and then hurriedly walked towards the big house where the team headquarters was located.

Lao Geng's family is currently living in an empty house next to the team headquarters. After all, today is not a suitable day to start building a new house.

Moreover, it takes time to raise the bricks, tiles and wood needed to build a house.

Song Juan followed Li Guilan and Song Laifu to Geng's house and was immediately welcomed in as a distinguished guest.

Although I'm here to help with the work, I have to eat lunch first.

Of course, lunch is not a big meal.

It's just a stew with sliced ​​meat in it, and it tastes just average. The staple food is steamed buns with Erhe noodles, which is quite filling.

Although Song Juan had eaten scrambled eggs before, she was really hungry now, so although the food tasted average, she still ate it with gusto.

After eating, taking a short rest, and then getting busy.

You have to cut out the happy characters for the wedding by yourself.

Song Juan is not good at this.

She could only stand by as a bystander, eager to try, but she didn't get the chance to use it. After all, the red paper was limited, and it would be a big sin if she wasted it.

Because conditions are limited, the wedding banquet is basically simple.

Song Juan helped make a few pastries, but was pushed aside by Li Guilan, who disliked her for being too slow.

Song Juan felt quite unjust about this.

It's not that she's slow, it's that she doesn't have enough strength.

Kneading the dough is really a strenuous job. Unfortunately, Song Juan spent a lot of effort cleaning up Zhao Meilan in the morning and has not fully recovered yet.

In addition, Song Juan has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder when it comes to making cakes, and the result is that her speed is too slow.

In the end, Song Juan didn't help much.

After finishing my work, I had another dinner in the evening.

…

Early the next morning, Song Juan was called out early, and she still went to help.

This time it really helps!

Such as serving food, such as taking care of the children of guests who come to eat.

For another example, if a table runs out of tea, she has to help boil water.

Anyway, it’s just odd jobs.

Song Juan had no objections to this.

However, when Song Juan followed Li Guilan and Song Laifu to Geng's house and helped arrange the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks, a rather unfortunate news came.

The chef who had agreed to cook for the Geng family caught a cold for some reason last night and couldn't get up this morning.

In other words, the master chef of this wedding banquet cannot come.

"How about we just make do with it?"

After hearing that the chef could not come, Li Guilan volunteered to make a suggestion.

"Auntie, is this okay?"

Geng Wenming's daughter-in-law Wang Yuan looked a little panicked when she heard what Li Guilan said.

This is not just a matter of having a few guests at home and cooking up some random dishes.

There are more than a dozen tables of guests today, and every dish has to be a big pot dish.

If this is not done well, then the reputation of the Geng family will be ruined.

"How about I give it a try?"

Song Juan felt that she could help, so she stepped forward decisively.

"Go, go, go, where did you get this?"

Li Guilan looked at Song Juan who volunteered angrily, "This is a big pot dish, not a home-made stew or stir-fry. You have never done it before, so don't make trouble!"

This is true!

The methods of cooking small stir-fries and large pot dishes are fundamentally different.

The control of heat and the proportion of seasonings are all very particular.

Some people can cook big pot dishes, but not small stir-fry dishes; there are also people who are good at making small stir-fry dishes, but they are not good at making big pot dishes.

This is the legendary saying that there are specializations in the arts, and they are as separated as mountains.

However, Song Juan really has experience cooking in a big pot.

"Mom, how do you know I can't get it?"

Song Juan felt that she needed to clear her name, "How about we make a bet. I'll make a vegetarian stir-fried cabbage first, and then taste it. If it doesn't work, it's just a waste of two cabbages, but if it's delicious, it's delicious today."

I’ll make all the dishes for the wedding banquet!”

"Okay, come on!"

Li Guilan was also amused.

She had managed to cook a large pot of rice before, and although the dishes she produced were average in taste, she still had some experience.

But what about Song Juan?

How could Li Guilan, a mother, not understand her daughter?

I haven’t done much work. As for cooking? I have only recently cooked. Although it tastes good, this big pot of food is another matter.

Song Juan got Li Guilan's permission and immediately called on her two sisters-in-law to help cut vegetables.

Two pieces of Chinese cabbage were cut into thin strips as thick as a finger.

Chop ginger and garlic into mince!

Cut green onions into sections.
To be continued...