Both Pu Jiannan and Mrs. Zhu firmly believed that Mrs. Zhao would go back and confess her mistake before dark, but there was no sign of Mrs. Zhao until dark.

"Mom, I'm hungry, go and cook." Pu Jiannan said to the old woman who was sitting on the stool drinking water, touching his empty stomach.

They didn't cook at noon, they ate leftovers from the morning, and they didn't even heat it up, because there was still fire in the stove, and the porridge in the pot was still warm, and the mother and son just made do with pickles.

There wasn't much porridge in the first place, and the mother and son became hungry not long after eating it, and now they were so hungry that their chests stuck to their backs.

The two of them didn't make dinner when it was time for dinner, they just waited for Mrs. Zhao to come back in despair to make it! Never thought that Mrs. Zhao hasn't come back yet.

Pu Jiannan was so hungry that he couldn't even burn him, so he asked his mother to cook.

Mrs. Zhu was startled for a moment, then frowned and put down the water glass. Since Zhao's daughter-in-law came in, she has been eating ready-made food, not to mention cooking, and she has never even touched a broom.

Although it is said that if you have been cooking for decades, it is not impossible to know how to cook if you have not cooked for more than ten years, but it is inevitable that you will become unfamiliar.

The most important thing is that Mrs. Zhu is used to serving her daughter-in-law, and she is used to being served by her daughter-in-law.

But Mrs. Zhao didn't come back right now, if she didn't cook, the mother and son would have to starve together, and Mrs. Zhu felt that she was going to faint from hunger, so she had to stand up reluctantly and go to the kitchen.

Just as he was about to step out of the door, he stopped, turned around and said to his son, "I'm cooking, you come and help me light the fire."

Pu Jiannan had an expression of "Mother, are you kidding me?", "Mother, when did I burn a fire, where can I burn a fire? You are a little tired today, and when that bitch Zhao comes back, my son will beat her hard." Give you a good beating to vent your anger.”

When they were young, Mrs. Zhu and Old Man Zhu, who had been dead for many years, doted on this only son very much. They never let him do such things as burning fire, washing clothes and cooking.

Mrs. Zhu felt anxious, and walked out of the main room with a displeased face, and went to the kitchen to cook.

After a while, thick smoke wafted from Pu's kitchen, and Mrs. Zhu coughed violently.

The Pu Laoer's house next door could smell the strong smell of smoke. When the people of Pu Laoer's house smelled so much smoke, they thought someone's house was on fire, so they quickly went out with an oil lamp to check, only to find the thick smoke It came from the stove next door, and I didn't see an open flame. I guess it should be the thick smoke produced by the fire in the stove.

"Mom, why are you burning the house?" Pu Jiannan was choked by the thick smoke and yelled towards the stove house, covering his mouth and nose.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Mrs. Zhu said in a hoarse voice, "It's because these firewood is too difficult to burn, it's hard to burn, it's full of smoke, cough cough..."

Wang glanced at the mother-in-law standing at the door, and deliberately turned up the volume and said, "The next door cooks dinner so late, and Aunt Zhao is cooking today, which is rare."

Pu Er Er said: "Ever since Mrs. Zhao married into Jiannan's family, I have never seen Aunt Zhao enter the kitchen, touch the broom, or wash clothes. It seems that she is rusty after not working for a long time. The fire can't burn well."

Pu Cuicui said: "Aunt Zhao hasn't come back yet!"

Wang said: "Whoever comes back after being beaten like that, Cui Cui, remember, if you get married in the future and are beaten by your husband and mother-in-law, you should run home quickly, don't hesitate for a moment, mother and father You decide."

Mrs. Zhuang frowned, and was about to reprimand her daughter-in-law when she heard her son say, "That's right, if my uncle dares to beat you, you can just run home and Dad will help you deal with him."

"En." Cui Cui responded crisply, and nodded vigorously.

Mrs. Zhuang: "..."

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