Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 335 - 325 Reap What You Sow (Second Update)_2

Chapter 335: 325 Reap What You Sow (Second Update)_2

"You can’t blame Xiaofeng for this. If it wasn’t for her suddenly rushing over, Xiaofeng wouldn’t have fought back. But I just saw that she was acting a bit unusual already, and coupled with encountering Liu An and his son, it’s no wonder she went crazy," everyone in the village was watching. If Taozi hadn’t tried to hit Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng wouldn’t have fought back.

As for Taozi going crazy, it was also because she couldn’t move on herself. No one else is to blame.

"Who’s to say otherwise? She doesn’t try to make her life better but blames everyone and everything else," Auntie San wasn’t sure how to explain the situation: "It’s all her own doing, no one else is to blame."

Feipo looked at Xiaofeng, who was making breakfast in the kitchen: "With such an incident, I see that Xiaofeng is also suffering. The two of them used to play so well together, almost inseparable."

"Let her be alone for a while, I’ll go back first," Auntie San said as she turned to leave.

"That’s what I was thinking too," He Ximei didn’t enter the kitchen, letting Xiaofeng be alone there.

Former good sisters turned into this, who would feel good about it?

Xiaofeng really wasn’t sad. She wasn’t the original person, so she didn’t have much of a past friendship with Su Xiaotao. How she treated Su Xiaotao completely depended on how Su Xiaotao treated her.

She focused on beating the eggs, looked at the ratio of flour to eggs, then chopped the Revival Herb and green onions together, adding them into the flour, and mixed.

Heated the pan, added oil.

Poured in the batter, flipping it, and one by one, the egg pancakes were ready.

"Feng, are we having this for breakfast? What is this? It looks like a northern style pastry," Su Peng walked into the kitchen, seeing the breakfast his sister was making and expressed that he had never eaten it before.

"Egg pancakes, a very simple breakfast dish," Xiaofeng handed the plate to Su Peng: "Paired with the porridge mom made this morning, it’s just right."

"I’ve really never eaten this before. It looks like the ’youbing’ we have at home," Su Peng casually took a piece and put it into his mouth.

"Especially delicious," Su Peng ate a piece and became addicted: "So fragrant."

The fragrance of onions, oil, and pancakes was there, and once it’s in your mouth, your whole mouth was filled with aroma.

"Xiaofeng, what kind of pancake is this? It smells so good," He Ximei didn’t have to eat it, just smelling it was enough to know it was delicious.

"Egg pancake," Xiaofeng took out a small dish of radish dry and chili sauce produced by their own family: "I had it once in Haicheng before and found it quite tasty, so I tried making it myself today. I think it turned out quite successful."

"This is your first time making it? From the way you handle it, you look like a pro. The pancake was perfectly whole, without breaks or splits, thin but not too thick."

There was no evidence of any rush or clumsiness in the pancakes.

"Mom, as you say, I have cooked before. Making a pancake is just a small matter," Making pancakes wasn’t a technical job, but generally, people really couldn’t make them well.

"Dad, try this and see how my skill is," Xiaofeng casually passed a piece to Guaizi.

Guaizi took a sip of porridge and bit into a big piece: "Delicious."

Indeed, it was delicious, and for someone as blunt as him, there wasn’t much distinction between delicious and not delicious, only edible and inedible.

In other words, he wasn’t picky. As long as it was edible, it was fine.

Xiaofeng watched her dad eat it, her lips curving up slightly.

The piece she had just handed him was mixed with Revival Herb. Others might notice something different about the pancake, but her dad wasn’t picky and probably wouldn’t feel the difference.

"Looking at your dad eating, chomping away, doesn’t he resemble those two pigs we have at home?" He Ximei watched Guaizi’s way of eating and joked.

"Being like a pig isn’t bad, able to eat and sleep," Guaizi didn’t mind.

"Calling you fat even makes you breathless," He Ximei glared at him.

"For our pigs, I was thinking of waiting until after the baby in Xiaofeng’s belly is born before slaughtering one," Guaizi mentioned another matter: "This way, Xiaofeng can also eat more pork liver, which is good for replenishing blood."

"Dad, you mean to leave our two pigs for a celebration, right?" Su Peng smiled broadly.

Guaizi just chuckled.

"The chicken for Xiaofeng’s postpartum confinement has also been raised, otherwise, where would she get chicken during her confinement?" According to the village tradition, you need to eat one chicken a day.

Xiaofeng’s in-laws were so far away, wanting to prepare but feeling powerless.

"Sis, then you prepare to eat chicken well, one a day," Su Peng recalled the village tradition and laughed.

"What do you know? A woman loses a lot of blood after giving birth. Chicken not only replenishes blood but also boosts energy. Eating more chicken is beneficial," as someone who had been through it, He Ximei of course understood why eating more chicken was necessary.

Xiaofeng thought about her days in postpartum confinement, eating one chicken a day, at least six eggs, and she felt her scalp tingle.

Why does finishing confinement always have to be at odds with chickens, can’t we have a more scientific confinement?

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