The Bad Mother Is Going To Hit Someone Again?

In the kitchen, Mo Ruyue looked at the empty table. There were only a few grains left in the salt jar. It wasn't even enough to cook today, let alone to marinate meat.

This was real poverty opening the door to more poverty, poverty to the extreme!

At this moment, Er Bao and San Bao walked hand in hand. They pushed and shoved each other as if they were afraid to take the initiative to talk to Mo Ruyue.

Mo Ruyue was still annoyed, and when she saw this, she pulled a long face. "If you have something to say, then say it."

The two little ones immediately stood up straight. Er Bao said carefully, "Bad... mother, thank you for saving big brother and bringing Tang Tang back. I'll cook. What do you want to eat? I'll cook."

Only then did Mo Ruyue remember that the original owner of the book had always been a lazy person who had food to eat and clothes to wear. She had always enslaved a few children to do laundry, cook, and work to earn money.

Er Bao could step on a small stool to cook and take care of his sister at a young age.

Mo Ruyue pointed at the stove, "One of you chop the firewood, and the other should start the fire. I'll cook. "

She spoke in a commanding tone, and the two children didn't dare to resist at all. They quickly got to work and only dared to whisper behind Mo Ruyue's back.

"My bad mother has really become a better person. She doesn't even force me to cook anymore!" Er Bao said in surprise.

San Bao licked his cracked front teeth and said in all seriousness, "Maybe... bad mother also thinks that Er Bao's cooking is too unpalatable."

Er Bao's face turned black, and he said unhappily, "It's unpalatable, and you still eat after being toothless. A skinny monkey without teeth! You're so ugly."

"You're the ugly one!"

San Bao took a deep breath, not convinced. He tried his best to keep his front teeth sharp. "Er Bao is too chatty. All of you have lost your teeth before. This is called growing new teeth!"

With that, the little guy angrily walked to the stove door with the firewood and sat down, muttering, "Er Bao is so stupid! I'm not a skinny monkey without teeth. I listened to Da Bao and threw my teeth into the waterhole. My teeth will grow back very soon."

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Mo Ruyue's enlarged face. That pair of cold eyes stared at his broken teeth. San Bao was so scared that he fell off the small stool and almost cried out.

Was the bad mother going to hit someone again?

"I... I won't say anything. I'll start the fire." The little guy covered his teeth, afraid that she would stare at him.

However, Mo Ruyue only furrowed her brows and stood up. "Your teeth will grow out in half a month."

After she finished speaking, she went out to wash the vegetables. Her back view was cold and delicate, but she still exuded a powerful aura.

It took a while for San Bao to react. He did not get beaten up and even received the good news?

"Half a month... fifteen days. I'm going to have teeth soon!"

San Bao had completely forgotten the fear he felt earlier. He looked at Er Bao smugly. "Er Bao, just wait and see my new teeth."

Er Bao was at a loss for words.

Childish!

But...

The little guy turned to look at Mo Ruyue's figure and muttered in his heart, "When did my bad mother become so approachable? Was she consoling San Bao just now?

It must be an illusion!

Mo Ruyue removed the two hind legs, washed the rice, and steamed it. Only then did she break down the remaining meat. After washing it, she tried to bring it into the portable space. She didn't expect it to really work.

She had wanted to try and see if she could put the wild boar meat in the refrigerator.

She didn't expect that when she stepped into the mushroom house this time, the decorations inside would change slightly.

The refrigerator's cover was gone, and the indicator light automatically lit up, indicating that it was in an 'operating' state.

Mo Ruyue raised her eyebrows, opened the refrigerator, and put the wild boar meat in the freezer. Then, she felt a slight fluctuation of qi in the space of the mushroom house again.

Mo Ruyue closed the refrigerator and subconsciously looked at the kitchen space that she couldn't get close to earlier. This time, she didn't feel the invisible barrier and walked directly into this open space!

Not only that, but when she successfully entered the kitchen, the originally empty storage cabinet suddenly became full of several bottles and jars.

Mo Ruyue picked them up and looked at them. Sugar jar, salt jar, cooking wine, soy sauce, soy sauce, aged sauce, thirteen spices...

They seemed to be ingredients that could be used to process wild boar meat!

It seemed that she was right. The unlocking of the space was related to her operation in reality.

Now, she had only brought back wild boar meat and unlocked the refrigerator and kitchen.

In the future, the farmland outside would also be put to use. She could make use of this space to produce her own food and become rich through hard work.

Satisfied, Mo Ruyue brought out all the useful seasonings and marinated the pig trotters. Then, she reminded San Bao, "Big fire! Prepare to braise the pig's feet."

"What's braised? But it sounds delicious." San Bao felt like drooling when he heard the name. Without a word, he started to add more firewood.

Mo Ruyue didn't answer his question. She poured oil into the pot, and when the oil was hot, she added the sugar. She stirred it until it melted and waited for it to boil until it was bubbling. Then she poured in the pork trotter, stir-fried it well, and colored it slowly.

She looked at the anxious San Bao again. "Little fire."

"Oh, oh... a small fire." San bao smelled the fragrance that was slowly rising from the pot. He was like a recorder. He could not think of what Mo Ruyue was saying at all. He numbly took out a few pieces of firewood that were burning well.

His big eyes were still looking at Mo Ruyue's hand movements. He subconsciously said, "Mother, the pork trotters you stir-fried are so fragrant. It's definitely better than Er Bao's cooking."

Er Bao, who was still chopping firewood outside and smelling the fragrance, could not hold back any longer. "..."

I can't get along with a little brat!

Mo Ruyue didn't say anything. When the color of the pig trotters became darker, she added the wine and poured it along the pan ring. Then she added the raw and old soy sauce, five-spice powder, and stir-fried evenly. She stewed it for a while and added salt to season it.

"Heat it up and collect the juice," she said expressionlessly.

San Bao had long been staring at it. He was standing on the small stool and was close to licking the soup in the pot. Therefore, he did not hear her.

Mo Ruyue looked speechlessly at the gluttonous little guy, but when she saw his thin face, her heart ached again.

Just as she was about to add the firewood, she saw Er Bao jogging in. "I'll start the fire. San Bao is just unreliable."

In fact, after the little guy added more fire, his eyes had been glued to the pot for a long time, and he tried hard not to drool.

Mo Ruyue's lips curled up. She didn't expect that she had only gotten her chef's certificate for this mission. Now, as she looked at the two little ones standing by the stove, waiting to be fed, she inexplicably felt that cooking wasn't a boring thing. It was just a matter of filling her stomach!

When the soup was thick, Mo Ruyue added some MSG and scooped up the pig trotters. Then, she heard the sound of saliva being swallowed, as if someone was drinking water.

Mo Ruyue glanced at the two of them indifferently. "You want to eat?"

Er Bao and San Bao had also forgotten how afraid they were of her in the past. They nodded their heads hurriedly. Like little hamsters who were crying for food, their eyes were filled with desire!

Mo Ruyue coldly and heartlessly covered the braised pork trotter, blocking the fiery gazes of the two little fellows.

"Er Bao, go to the back and call your elder brother and Si Bao back. San Bao, wake your younger sister up and set the table, bowls, and chopsticks."

As the cart was broken, Da Bao brought Si Bao to the bamboo forest to cut bamboo. He planned to make a strong cart when he came back so that he could sell wild boar meat in the market.

Er Bao was in a hurry to eat the meat. Upon hearing that, he quickly ran in the direction of the small bamboo forest.

San bao looked at Mo Ruyue for a while. When he realized that his bad mother really wouldn't feed him a bit first, he drooped his little head and went to 'work.'

After the time it took to burn a stick of incense, Mo Ruyue sat on the main seat and looked calmly at the few children who didn't dare to move. "Aren't you hungry? Still not eating?"

San Bao swallowed his saliva and stared at the braised pig's feet. He said bitterly, "Mother... you can eat first."

Mo Ruyue didn't stand at the ceremony. She picked up a piece of pig trotter and said with a cold face, "I'm only in charge of cooking. I don't know how to feed you. If you don't want to eat, then you can just stay hungry."

As soon as she finished speaking, Da Bao glared at her as if he was dissatisfied with her threatening his younger brother and sister.

However, Mo Ruyue only sneered and calmly took a bite of the pig trotter. The fragrant juice spread between her lips and teeth, making the little ones drool.