Regardless of whether it knew it or not, Zhou Cuilan struggled to copy all the medicinal materials and ingredients on the secret recipe with a stroke. Then she took another half an hour to restore her home. She looked at the secret recipe and sat in the main hall, her heart wishing to jump out of her throat.

This is the secret recipe? Zhou Cuilan looked at it and then, and this piece of paper could make her delicious and delicious. Brother Hu said that this piece of paper could be worth hundreds of thousands or millions, and how much would it cost? She couldn't imagine that it could cost 100,000 yuan, even if it was a table, and stacked from the ground, it would be as high as herself.

With hundreds of thousands or millions, Zhou Cuilan couldn't help laughing out loud, fantasizing about her good days in the future. At that time, she would divorce An Jiaye, a coward, and go to Guangshi in the south with Brother Hu. I heard that there was everything there, and she was still relying on Hong Kong Island.

Zhou Cuilan held the secret recipe and wanted to kiss her hard. After looking at it, she suddenly heard a heavy knock on the door outside, which scared her so much that she jumped up from the sofa.

"Cuilan, open the door, why do you do when you insert the door in broad daylight?"

Zhou Cuilan looked up and saw that it was ten o'clock, so time passed so quickly. An Jiaye outside was urging her to make a hurry. She folded the secret recipe and stuffed it into her collar to open the door.

"Cuilan, why are you doing the door?" An Jiaye came in with a half-snake-skin bag of watermelon, sweating profusely.

An Xia looked at Zhou Cuilan with a smile, "Auntie, you won't change your clothes again, right?"

"Uh...yeah, I just finished my work and was sweating all over. I wanted to wash this jacket and change it."

"The Cheng family gave several watermelons, saying that they were from Tuditang. I tasted them just now. They were very sweet. I'll cut them for you to try."

Zhou Cuilan was thinking about the secret recipe in her heart, and she had no intention of eating melons. She originally wanted to go to the village chief, but now it seems that it is not easy to leave. "I won't eat it, I'll have a little broken watermelon to make you happy."

An Jiaye was stunned. His wife hadn't talked to him like this for a long time. He seemed to see the arrogant Zhou Cuilan in the past again.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Seeing Zhou Cuilan with a stern face, An Jiaye said with concern.

"An Jiaye, do you still know how to care about me? I feel uncomfortable and I have to serve you."

Just as the true form was revealed, Zhou Cuilan felt guilty when she saw An Xia's gaze that seemed to be able to see everything, and said with a stuttering feeling: "I want to sleep for a while. You can make lunch and dinner by yourself, I feel dizzy."

After saying that, she hurried back to her house. When she left, she felt as if An Xia was looking hot on her back, trying to penetrate her internal organs.

"You, your fourth aunt, may feel uncomfortable." An Jia was also a little embarrassed.

An Xia smiled, "It's okay, I'll cook."

The two of them placed the melon along the wall of the main hall first-class, and An Xia went back to her room. As soon as she entered the room, she knew that Zhou Cuilan had been here and had been staying for a long time because there was still a faint smell of snow cream on her face that had not dissipated.

An Jiaye planned to work in the fields and wanted to change his clothes. After knocking on the door for a long time, Zhou Cuilan refused to open the door. He couldn't help but be anxious. "Cuilan? Cuilan, you are asleep, open the door for me, I will change my clothes and go down to the floor, Cuilan!"

Zhou Cuilan was hiding inside, but she had just taken out the secret recipe and shouted to An Jiaye. She was so scared that she almost tore off the secret recipe. She didn't want to pay attention to it, but An Jiaye shouted her upset. He said angrily: "What are you shouting? You wake up when you fall asleep. Are you upset?"

An Jiaye didn't know what was wrong with Zhou Cuilan. Why was it so amazing suddenly? After changing his clothes, he couldn't help saying, "Xia Xia is leaving soon. Let's have a good time these days. Don't quarrel. Wait until Xia Xia is leaving, you have a good rest. I will do the work at home."

"Did I have arguing with you? An Jiaye, what does it have to do with your niece leaving? This is my family. I live in my own home, and it depends on her expression. If you go out, I want to sleep!"

Zhou Cuilan pushed Anjiaye out of the door and then inserted it into the door inside.

An Jiaye looked at the bedroom worriedly and sighed. An Xia was about to leave. Why did his wife suddenly get nervous? He was really afraid that An Xia would quarrel with his wife. The strangest thing was that what happened to his wife?

OK, why did the wife suddenly become like a different person, or why did she suddenly become the same as before?

An Xia knew that the secret recipe in her book had been found by Zhou Cuilan, and there were traces of paper that had not been torn clean on the letter paper. It seemed that Zhou Cuilan had obtained the secret recipe, so she didn't even want to install it.

After cooking at noon, An Xia specially called Zhou Cuilan, and there was no movement inside. She put the remaining food on the table and returned to her room.

At this moment, Zhou Cuilan had just divided the secret recipe into two parts. She was not a fool. She was also worried that the village chief would be rich. In the colorful world outside, there were young and beautiful girls. Will the village chief fall in love with others and not want to be himself?

Besides, this secret recipe is so valuable, how could she give it to the village chief obediently? She is not a fool. Now she has divided the secret recipe into two parts, half of which is given to the village chief, and usually she takes it herself. As long as the village chief leaves here with her and marryes herself, she will definitely give him the remaining secret recipe.

In Zhou Cuilan's opinion, as long as she gets married to the village chief, the village chief will not ignore her.

After finishing it, she came out for lunch. Just as she was about to go out, An Xia opened the door and saw An Xia's gaze, Zhou Cuilan withdrew her steps out.

Can't wait? An Xia smiled, cut a watermelon, picked up a piece and ate it himself, "Auntie, do you eat watermelon?"

Zhou Cuilan snorted coldly and turned into the room. She could feel that An Xia seemed to be staring at her, but she was not afraid of staring at her.

When An Jiaye came back in the evening, Zhou Cuilan kept choking him with words while eating. Even An Dingkai asked Zhou Cuilan strangely what was wrong? Why are she so angry today?

Of course, Zhou Cuilan was so angry that she endured it for two months and finally turned around. If she hadn't confirmed it to the village chief, she wouldn't have dared to turn against her immediately, otherwise she would have started scolding her, useless and cowardly, and a stupid son who refused to study hard.

"Auntie Four? They are all family members, so you can't say anything well."

An Xia suddenly spoke and bit the three words "There are three" words in the family.

"Family? You never regarded me as a family."

After saying that, Zhou Cuilan kicked over the chair and returned to her room.

"Xia Xia, don't be angry. Your fourth aunt doesn't know what's wrong. Maybe something is wrong."

"Uncle, I'm not angry. I just think, why is the fourth aunt like before?"

"What kind of crazy thing?" An Dingkai muttered in a low voice. He felt An Xia was right, and his mother seemed to have suddenly changed back to the past.

At night, Zhou Cuilan was in the house and had a fierce quarrel with An Jiaye, and even said that she had had enough of this kind of life. An Jiaye held back and said that she was not talking. An Xia was here, and he didn't want to quarrel, so he let Zhou Cuilan scold her for being tired and went to bed.
Chapter completed!