Every household here steams the steamed buns every few days, and the Yang family has dozens of mouths, so it takes a lot of noodles to steam the steamed buns every time.

There were dough like a hill pile on the big chopping board in the kitchen, and Qin and Yang He were kneading the dough hard.

After hearing Yang Tao's words, Qin immediately washed his hands, took off his apron and hurried out of the kitchen door.

Qin's time to take care of Yang Erming will definitely be delayed. He will not wait for anyone to make dough, so as not to delay the time to make steamed buns. Yang Yun thought about it and came out of the kitchen and came to the door of the third room to call someone, "Aunt San, today, can you help with steaming buns and make steamed buns?"

Making steamed buns does not take much effort and cannot exhaust pregnant women, so Yang Yun became interested in asking Zhao to help.

After Yang Yun finished speaking for a while, Zhao's slightly confused voice came from the room, "Girl Yun, Aunt San's stomach is a little uncomfortable today, and she can't help this."

Yang Yun vaguely heard Zhao's yawn, and her face suddenly turned unconscious.

Her sister helped her wash clothes, and she was still busy making a bun for the whole family to eat, but she was actually sleeping!

I wanted to have an attack, but after all, she was pregnant and entered the big month and must have not had a good rest at night, so I gave up.

Yang Yun walked forward a few steps to the door of the fourth room. Before she could speak, the child's loud cry suddenly sounded in the quiet room. Fang, whose hair was a little scattered, held the child and opened the door and said to Yang Yun, "Girl Yun, I heard what you said just now. Just wanted to come out to help, your unsatisfied sister woke up. Otherwise, you can help Aunt Fourth bring the baby back and I will help steam steam the buns."

Yang Yun glanced at Fang's cheeks, which were much whiter than Qin's, because of the traces of sleep, and suddenly aroused anger in her chest. They were sleeping one by one, and the second room was busy.

Yang Yun was furious, but after all, she was the soul of an adult. She suppressed the anger in her chest and said coldly, "Auntie Si should take care of her own." Then she turned around and returned to the kitchen.

There was a small stool standing at Yang Yun's feet, rubbing her dough vigorously under her hands, as if she was venting all the anger in her heart.

Yang He knew what Yang Yun had done. She quickly and naturally raised her elbows, wiped the sweat beads on her forehead with the clothes on her elbow, and comforted her with a smile, "Don't be angry, if you are tired, take a rest, sister, come and knead the dough." As she said that, she accelerated the kneading of the dough.

Yang Yun was angry, but she couldn't expose her anger to this sister who loved her brother and sister. So she calmed down her anger and slowed down her movements, "I'm not tired, I'll help you, and I don't know when I'll come back. If the steamed buns are sore, grandma will have a blow to you and your mother again."

Thinking of the angry look of Mrs. Li, Yang He's hand that was rubbing her hair into a dough paused for a moment, and then the movements under her hand became faster.

Yang Erming went to the big toilet, and Qin came hurriedly after cleaning up.

The two sisters of Yang Yun had already made most of the steamed buns. Qin looked at the steamed buns made in front of Yang Yun, which were similar to those made by Yang He, and the weathered and sweat-covered face showed a satisfied smile, "I didn't expect that Yun'er made such a good deal when she started making steamed buns for the first time."

Perhaps because of his anger at Qin's cowardice, Yang Yun said in a bad tone, "I often watch you do it, and I can watch it."

Every time the steamed buns are steamed, the original owner would cook the fire, so naturally she never made the buns. However, Yang Yun in her previous life was not a cute girl who could reach out to eat and speak. She could do everything in life skills, especially when cooking, which she had received strong praise from relatives and friends.

Kneading steamed buns means a little.

Listening to Yang Yun's cold tone, the smile on Qin's face froze. Yang He quickly pulled Yang Yun's sleeve and signaled not to say to Qin's voice after speaking, "Mom, don't be angry with Yun'er. She just asked Aunt San and Aunt Si to help make steamed buns, but she didn't call her. She felt a little uncomfortable and was a little rushing when she spoke."

Qin is cowardly, but not stupid. She knew what the two sisters-in-law were. She sighed and said, "Hey... our second wife is eating with so many mouths. Your father is paralyzed, and the eldest brother is on the battlefield again. Your second brother is the only adult man at home, but he is weak and cannot make a lot of effort. The work on the ground depends on your third and fourth uncles... Hey, we all do more, just do more."

Listening to Qin's nagging, Yang Yun's anger not only disappeared, but also felt a little guilty.

The second wife was paralyzed, the small ones were small and the weak ones were weak, so she avoided letting the other women talk. What else could a farmer woman do besides doing her best to work?

What qualifications does Yang Yun have to blame her for being cowardly?

With Qin's addition, the hair on the chopping board quickly turned into steamed buns the size of fists.

Just as the last steamed bun in Yang Yun's hand was about to take shape, an old rural lady with gray hair and a slightly shrewd face rushed in angrily.

She is the original owner's grandmother, who has returned from visiting her, Po Zi Li.

Behind Li Pozi was Yang Zhi, who looked gloating.

As soon as they saw the two of them, Yang Yun understood that it was Yang Zhi complaining, and Mrs. Li came to ask for guilt.

Yang Yun couldn't help but slow down the movement of kneading the steamed buns, her mind was running at high speed, thinking about a solution.

However, unexpectedly, Mrs. Li did not attack her, but instead attacked Qin.

"Our second family, it's already noon. Your steamed buns are not yet steamed yet. Let's drink the northwest wind this afternoon?"

"Mom, I...I..." Qin rubbed his hands nervously, and couldn't speak for a moment.

The steamed bun in Yang Yun's hand was just in shape. She put the steamed buns on her hand and patted the flour on her hands and said, "Milk, it's no wonder my mother is not cooked now. After all, she stutters and eats dozens of stutters, so it's naturally slower to make one hand. Usually, steaming steamed buns, my sister was helping. Today, you asked my sister to wash clothes. Is there so many clothes that I washed all morning? After she came back, she helped to make steamed buns without even drinking saliva. There was no one to help with so much noodles. Isn't this steamed bun still not cooked?"

"Yeah, girl Yun, what you mean is that we are all having free time." Seeing that Mrs. Li was back, Fang quickly came to the kitchen with her baby in her arms and spoke unhappily when she heard Yang Yun's words.

"Yes, let me make it clear today. Who is eating idle food in this family? The head of the family can't straighten his waist for the hardship of this family. I have a big belly and haven't had a good rest at night. I squinted my eyes during the day. Why did it become idle food..." Zhao also lifted the rag curtain with his stomach and came in. His fat face was full of resentment and grievance.

"She's third aunt and fourth aunt, Yun't what she meant." Qin quickly apologized to Zhao and Fang, and said as she pulled Yang Yun, "Yun'er, apologize to your third aunt and fourth aunt."

Yang Yun stubbornly shook Qin's hand and said, "Aunt San and Aunt Fourth, I dare not say that you are idle food, you said it yourself. I just explained to my grandma why the steamed buns are not cooked yet. Don't press this hat on my head. My head is small, so I can't wear this hat."

Zhao and Fang were so angry that they said something else, so they had to cry to Mrs. Li, "Mom, my stomach is getting bigger and bigger, I can't sleep well this night, I'm really not energetic during the day, and I didn't help my second sister-in-law make steamed buns today. It's mine, right? Let me do the next fireworks and let my second sister-in-law take a break."

Zhao said, pulling up the star fruits burning in front of the stove, and making a move to hold his waist and sit on the small stool with a "hard" attitude.

"From the third family, you can rest. On this hot day, you, a pregnant woman, burns a fire. What should you do if you have a fever?"

"Yes, her third aunt, hurry up and go to rest. I am in this kitchen, so you can take care of your baby." Qin quickly stepped forward and helped Zhao out of the kitchen door.

It is now summer. The weather is already hot, and the stove is on fire again, and the big iron pot is steaming. At this time, you can imagine the temperature in the kitchen. Yang Li in Fang's arms did not like this environment or other reasons also started to cry.

Fang took back the hand that pinched Yang Li's butt without any trace and said, "Mom, then you can help me take Li's girl, I'll help my second sister-in-law."

When Mrs. Li heard the crying of the doll, she felt a headache and quickly waved her hand, "You go back too, you don't need you."

Chapter completed!