Yang Ruoqing smiled and said without blushing: "That's right, I am the reincarnation of the God of Cooking!"

Here, all the rice in the bucket is ground, and the rice slurry is hung out and placed outside to dry.

Over there, Yang Huazhong and Sun returned from work in the fields.

Spring has begun, the fields are clearing, the ditches are being cleared, the vegetable garden is being tidied, and there is gradually more farm work to be done.

Yang Huazhong was very happy to see Luo Fengtang there.

He took Luo Fengtang to the next room to talk.

Here, Mrs. Sun washed her hands and came to the kitchen.

Yang Ruoqing is already preparing to have lunch.

Bao Suyun is here.

"Third sister-in-law, Qing'er, where are you having lunch?"

Bao Suyun asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and saw that she was holding a bucket with soaked rice in it.

She then remembered that Mrs. Sun had mentioned that Bao Suyun wanted to borrow her own mill to grind rice milk.

"Fifth Aunt, are you here to grind rice milk? The stone mill is over there. We just used it up and it's still clean."
Chapter completed!