MTL - There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s-Chapter 173 Behind the scenes

Chapter 173 Black-box Operation

Zheng Xinyue did not stop her mother, and took advantage of her not being in the house to make egg soup. She brought a plate of fried and fragrant steamed bun slices, a bowl of egg soup, and a plate of fish stewed with soy sauce into the house, waiting for her mother to come back to eat.

 “Xinyue, you are really the lucky star of the family.”

She also laid out her things. Gao Guilan ran into the house dancing happily. As soon as she entered the door, she grabbed her daughter and spoke to her excitedly.

 “Why are you blessed?”

Zheng Xinyue raised the corners of her mouth and looked at her joyful mother with a faint smile. When she found that her family was happy, she felt happy as well. Maybe this is the feeling of happiness, right?

"You didn't come back, and Master Huang didn't come either. As soon as you came back, he came to repay his kindness. Mom even suspected that Master Huang owed you a favor! Our cellar is full of potatoes, so we don't have to worry about starving now."

Gao Guilan was so excited that she wanted to jump up. She was worried about being hungry yesterday, but she didn’t have to worry about it today. Although potatoes are not food, they are still very hungry.

“This is the surprise I’m talking about. I went to pick up potatoes when I was making fish stew at noon and discovered it. No one dared to tell me.”

Zheng Xinyue said with a smile that Master Huang is her Shangfang Sword, and she can do anything with it.

“You can’t tell anyone about this, including your dad.”

Gao Guilan put away her smile and began to tell her daughter that it would be a big deal if someone knew about it.

 “Then how do you explain the potato thing?”

Zheng Xinyue asked her mother tentatively. After all, the potatoes in her cellar were not big, and the old potatoes were like old ladies without moisture. They were completely different from new potatoes.

"It's easy to handle. Just say that I got it back from my natal family. Who can doubt it?"

Gao Guilan was very mature. The potatoes were kept in the cellar, and the door was locked. The two daughters-in-law at home had no idea how many potatoes there were in the cellar.

Zheng Xinyue was relieved, and suddenly felt that her mother could be more domineering, at least this way she could operate in secret.

 “Eat quickly! Try your daughter’s cooking.”

Zheng Xinyue solved her worries and handed the chopsticks to her mother with a smile.

Gao Guilan took a bite of the steamed bun and chewed it contentedly. The fried steamed bun was fragrant. Suddenly she thought of something and looked at Zheng Xinyue and asked.

"Xinyue, did you steal this nest from the river?"

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ification.

Zheng Xinyue just took a sip of water and suddenly burst into tears when she heard her mother's question.

 “Mom, why don’t you teach me better.”

Zheng Xinyue wiped the water stains around her mouth with her sleeves and looked at her lovely mother dumbfounded.

“This is just to teach you how to live a good life? Why is it so bad? If you don’t take advantage of the government, you won’t take advantage of it.”

Gao Guilan answered confidently, taking a bite of the steamed bun and taking a sip of the precious egg soup.

“Mom, aren’t you afraid that Director Gu will look down on us?”

Zheng Xinyue asked the old lady funny.

“It’s not his stuff, so what are you afraid of?”

Gao Guilan took a sip of egg soup and then remembered that she forgot to give it to her daughter. She pushed the bowl directly in front of Zheng Xinyue and said:

 “Xinyue, drink quickly.”

 “Mom, I don’t want to drink. I’m full from lunch.”

Zheng Xinyue patted her belly and refused with a smile.

“That’s right, take advantage of these few days to cook until you die and make yourself fat.”

Gao Guilan looked at her daughter with satisfaction, finally enlightened.

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Zheng Xinyue twitched the corner of her mouth and did not dare to tell the truth. If her mother knew that she had cooked and come home to eat in Heti, she would have exploded.

Gao Guilan ate half full and stared at the plate of fish. Zheng Xinyue looked at her nervously.

 “Mom, isn’t it delicious?”

“Xinyue, why is this fish stewed at noon? It’s also steamed steamed buns. Are there guests at home?”

 (End of this chapter)