How did Xu Guifen hear a trace of excitement from her mother-in-law's words?

This is her illusion. It must be an illusion.

Zhang Guizhi had a bitter face. "Mom, we were wrong."

"You're right. What's wrong with you is that I'm an old woman who dominates the family property and divides the chicken and dog trouble in the family. I can see you less in the future." Mrs. Li mocked.

Xu Guifen guessed that Mrs. Li might be angry, so she said a few words to comfort Mrs. Li, "Mom, whether you are separated or not, you are our mother, and we will honor you. You don't have to..."

"How am I? I won't make trouble with you. You're not happy yet, are you? Eldest daughter-in-law, don't say what you have and don't have. Honor me and your father. That's what you should do when you're a son and daughter-in-law. Don't say how great you are."

“...”

Xu Guifen didn't answer.

However, since her mother-in-law didn't need help, Xu Guifen didn't bother to stay in the kitchen. She went to comb Qiubao's hair, but Zhang Guizhi stayed with old lady Li to say good words.

Due to Li Miaomiao's presence, Zhang Guizhi was embarrassed to say no separation, but old lady Li ignored her at all.

Mrs. Li has not cooked for many years, and her cooking level has long declined, so that the last meal before the separation is hard for the family to say.

Old man Li's face was as black as anything. "Did you throw the salt pot into the dish, you dead old woman?"

So salty, who wants to die?

Mrs. Li said discontentedly, "some are good for you. What do you dislike, a dead boss?"

I can't get used to it now. I'll have to get used to it in the future.

Li Jianshe said, "Mom, it's not that Dad hates it, but that it's really awful."

Then there is the problem of livelihood in the future. If there was no separation before, you can be lazy and don't have to go to the ground. In the future, you still have to go to the ground. Otherwise, when distributing food, others have food, but their family doesn't.

The way to make money can't just rely on picking herbs. Now the season is passing, and there will be no picking at that time. Li Jianguang has a great responsibility when he thinks about the future.

He thinks a lot, and Guan Chunyan is not. However, she can't think of any other way to make money except to do a good job in the work of the women's Federation.

That night, a family of four fell asleep with heavy worries.

The next day, another beautiful day, Li Miaomiao found out a ragged dress and changed it for himself, and then went out to wash.

Seeing Mrs. Li who had just come out of the main room, Li Miaomiao raised her smiling face, "milk, good morning."

Old lady Li snorted coldly and led her into the kitchen.

After washing, Li Miaomiao looked at old lady Li busy. Old lady Li was uncomfortable when she was stared at by Li Miaomiao. "You get away from me and don't look at me here."

Li Miao shook his head. "I want to see if I can help you."

"I dare not ask you to help me." if she dares to cry, the saliva of the old three will drown her.

"It's okay, milk. We're a family. If you need my help, just say."

Mrs. Li waved her hand, "roll, roll, don't need your false kindness."

The dead girl is not kind at first sight.

Before long, Xu Guifen and Zhang Guizhi came to the kitchen one after another. As soon as they were about to cook, Mrs. Li sent them away. "You don't have to do it. I'll do it for breakfast today."

Xu Guifen and Zhang Guizhi look at each other. What's the situation? Is the sun coming out in the west?

Their mother-in-law is going to cook?