Then, Chu Heng moved the cans one by one to the carriage at the door.
"Yu'er, Mother made all these. I saw that you like bean paste, so I made two jars for you. Tell me when you're done. I'll make more in two days. You'll be able to eat them in two months."
"There are also pickled radishes and pickled cowpeas. I think you can use them to cook. The dishes you cook are exquisite. They are just ordinary pickles, but they are also very delicious when paired with them. Mother doesn't have your ability," Old Madam Ye said rather boastfully.
Because at that moment, neighbors were standing at the door and watching the show.
Ye Muyu knew her personality, so she did not say anything.
The village would only gossip about which of their daughters had a good marriage, whose man was more capable, and whose family had more money.
Old Woman Ye carried five jars onto the carriage at once.
