After Transmigrating Into a Novel, She Become the Opposing Character’s Mother

Of course, as for which moon is full, it will naturally not be clear.

Seeing the store's busy schedule, Bai Wenjing looked up at the sky again, feeling a little nervous in her heart.

These two days are now in the middle of the month. What if it is the full moon night of this month?

She found that things became more and more elusive.

What Bai Zhenggang encountered before was nothing more than being forced to go to Liangshan or being beaten up.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, it seems that things have become more and more serious.

This is like the butterfly effect, which changes a plot and involves more elusive results.

Xue Changan added hot soup to the guests with a pot, and when he turned around, he saw Bai Wenjing in a daze at the door.

"Lady, are you tired? If you are tired, go to the guest room upstairs to rest?"

Bai Wenjing retracted her thoughts and shook her head: "It's not tired. It's better to close today before the sun goes down."

Xue Changan took a look at the guests who came for dinner. At this moment, he was still coming in and out in an endless stream. It seemed that he had to stop the guests from coming in in advance, otherwise the sun might not be closed when the sun goes down.

"good."

When Bai Wenjing spoke, Xue Changan had no objection. Seeing that his lady was indeed a little tired at the moment, he stretched out his hand to squeeze Bai Wenjing's shoulders.

This scene is even more enviable to the people on the side.

On the other side, Li Guilan, who lives in Buffalo Bay, could not sit still.

She heard from the people in the town that her youngest daughter-in-law opened a larger restaurant in the town, which specializes in something called self-service hot pot.

Everyone who went in to eat forty-eight writings before, one hour of work, eat as much as you want, there are almost all kinds of vegetables, flowers and fruits in it, even the snacks that can only be eaten by wealthy people.

When Li Guilan heard that her daughter-in-law was doing business, she was so angry that she wanted to stop her for a while, but she didn't know how to be beaten by the old man in the family, and immediately behaved.

Of course, she also heard about it later that the business of her daughter-in-law’s restaurant was not good. Everyday people came in and out to eat from morning to night, and it seemed that life was getting more prosperous.

Every time the town reported good news, Li Guilan thought in her heart, but the old man in the family did not speak. As for the eldest daughter-in-law, she is more like a wood now.

Although she is always busy in and out of the house, she is indifferent to her.

After having lunch that day, I was sitting at the door of my yard and breaking the garlic cloves. The leftovers after the cover were intended to turn over the soil of the vegetable garden and plant all the garlic in it.

Still stunned, I heard Wang Po's mouth narrowed and said: "Oh, I see you, if I were you, I would have no intention of making garlic cloves at home."

Hearing the sigh of Wang Po, Li Guilan couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with this?"

Wang Po snorted coldly: "Are you really foolish or fake? That Xue girl? Liu's mother-in-law? And that Wang's, didn't you all go to your youngest and daughter-in-law's shop to help? I heard that For three meals a day, there is meat for almost every meal, not to mention the buns and buns. There is also the place to live, which is simply made by rich people."

Li Guilan didn't say anything when he heard this. In fact, his heart was aggrieved these days.

How could she have never heard of this? Where can I get comfortable?

So Li Guilan said casually: "My daughter-in-law can be patient and let them be exposed to light."

Possibly Wang said: "Oh, you really can swallow this breath. Look at you, then look at your daughter-in-law and granddaughter. What do you eat on weekdays? Sorghum cakes, corn masks, these are all The good things we eat, no matter how they compare with others, is to bring them a plate and wash a bowl, and you can eat a white mask."

It's okay not to say that Wang Po, Li Guilan's heart is even more sour.

The corn gnocchi soup she still ate at noon, Wang Po was right. This is a good thing to eat at home, but when she swallows it down her throat, she still pierces people.

How can it compare to white noodles?

But if she shows the slightest unhappiness, isn't it a matter of face-saving?

So he said coldly: "My son was going to pick me up to the town a while ago. I said I can't go. After all, there are pigs and chickens in this house. I have to say hello. Besides, the house still needs Someone lives, otherwise all these houses collapsed, let them play around in the town, and they can live in this house when they come back."

Li Guilan tried his best to speak calmly, Wang Po did not see the result she wanted, and at this moment she felt that she was boring to continue.

Of course, I spit out something more comfortable in my heart, so he sighed and said, "Yes, I'm not as good as your life. Okay, I should go back. I will scald a few pigs with some pig food, and I can kill them by the end of the year. To sell some meat."

After Wangpo finished speaking, she stood up with her hands on her legs and headed toward her home.

But Li Guilan was even more upset when she heard the sound of pigs howling because of hunger in her ears.

The day in her fantasy is that the daughter-in-law is obedient and obedient, and the money her son makes is spent on her. As for those stinky pigs and chickens, whether they are laid eggs or killed, they are all eaten by themselves, not sold. Lose.

Of course, it's best not to even cook the food, and let her youngest and daughter-in-law who cook the best, to live like this, to do her best.

After finishing all the garlic cloves under his hands, Li Guilan thought that the water in the kitchen should also be boiled, scooped up boiling water and scalded the food for the pigs.

But after thinking about it, she just felt unconvinced in her heart.

In the end, he dared his heart and walked up to Xue Fugui boldly and said: "Old man, you see that Changan and their lives in the town are also prosperous. I want to go to the town to see a few children, and by the way, let our family grow. The green onions give them some past."

Xue Fugui was sitting by the door, still ticking his pipe. Hearing Li Guilan's words, he knocked his pipe on the ground and said after a long time: "If you want to go, take it with you. Together, see if they can help. Don't mess around in the town. If it's messing around, I won't take care of you."

When Li Guilan heard this, she felt happy and worried.

"Oh, yes, then I will pack up early tomorrow morning and come and have a look. If you two want to eat at home, let Qingshan make it for you."

"Is it necessary for you to speak?"

Xue Fugui glanced at Li Guilan whitely. He felt that the old lady was really busy. She was a family and had to toss here, so she couldn't help but sigh.

Here Li Guilan wondered how the youngest and daughter-in-law were doing in the town, she had to go to see her to know.

The breath held in her chest was finally able to be swallowed.